your little tail

The main residence of the Mo family.

In the square hall, all the carvings are symmetrically arranged, flying dragons and phoenixes, magnificent and magnificent.

Classical and elegant, yet oppressive.

In the main seat, on a wooden chair carved with huanghuali, an old man over sixty years old is sitting in a tight position.

"Kneel down!" He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, his voice and expression were all sharp.

Mo Jingyu stood on the square carpet embroidered with Xiangyun, her jaw tightened, and she lowered her head in disgust.The knee showed no sign of bending.

In addition to the circle of carved wooden chairs in the middle of the hall, there are also a few grandchildren watching the show.They were Mo Jingyu's cousins.

Mo Jingyu's father has three older sisters above and one younger sister below, and the children of these three older sisters are not up to the mark, they just know how to sit and eat.

Mo Jingyu's mother was sitting under Mr. Mo's head, and Mr. Mo's father didn't know where to spend his time.

Mo's mother said: "Jing Yu is already so big, it would be too embarrassing to kneel in front of people, I hope my father-in-law can calm down."

Mr. Mo didn't insist. His son was merciful everywhere. He owed his daughter-in-law a little, so he agreed to this small request. .

Mr. Mo's eyes fell back on his granddaughter's face.

"What's wrong with your little aunt who doesn't live up to expectations, like her to play with women?! Do you still want to learn from her to sever ties with me and never step into Mo's house again?" Blowing his beard and staring, he was very angry.

The little aunt that Mr. Mo was talking about was his youngest daughter, only 10 years older than Mo Jingyu.And because his wife died of illness not long after she was born, Mr. Mo loved this little daughter very much.

Later, because of some things, he went abroad and never returned to Mo's house for ten years.

Mo Jingyu spoke sonorously and forcefully: "Grandpa, I don't."

"No?" Mr. Mo slapped the table with his palm, "You go in and out with a little girl in the company every day, and I don't know at all?"

Mo Jingyu raised his head and met Mo Qixian's gaze. "I was pursuing her unilaterally, and this is not playing with women."

"Have you forgotten your identity?!" Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes, and the creases at the corners of his eyes deepened, like an old wolf who has experienced many hardships.

"You have to know that as a child of the Mo family, you must have a marriage that can bring benefits to the family. Before that, you'd better not get entangled with some messy people and tarnish the reputation of our Mo family. "

reputation.

Mo Jingyu wanted to laugh very much, didn't the Mo family's reputation have been wiped out by her ineffective father a long time ago?

Mo Jingyu didn't start a confrontation with Mr. Mo, but he didn't give in, he just said: "I will handle my own affairs."

"Presumptuous!" Mr. Mo's angry voice resounded throughout the house, "Dare you talk to grandpa like that?! It's because the wings are stiff, and you want to fly out of Mo's house?"

"Jing Yu dare not." Mo Jing Yu remained respectful.

After suffering for so long, now is not the time.

Mo Qixian picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"Since Yin Zhe got engaged to Miss Shen Bi, his career has developed well. That kid Fang Zheng has climbed into the Luo family, but the Luo family is not having a good time now. He is shooting himself in the foot. Grandpa will find a good one for you." His fiancé-in-law, the aristocratic family doesn't like girls who are unclean."

Mo Jingyu clenched her fists tightly, reminding herself with the pain of her nails digging into her palm, that all previous efforts should not be wasted now.

"Okay, stay and eat." Mo Qixian put down his teacup, "It's rare that everyone is here today. It's been a long time since the whole family had dinner together."

Mo Qixian got up and ordered to the butler: "Get that bastard back."

Butler: "Yes."

After the old man left, the original austere hall instantly became a forest of birds, and the grandsons were eccentric and chirping non-stop.

"Sister Jing Yu, you are the hope of our Mo family, don't give up your bright future for some dubious people."

The one who spoke was the eldest aunt's daughter, Yu Ying.A woman in her late twenties, her hair neatly pulled back.

Because she is a granddaughter, her father's family is in poor condition, so she was not very popular in Mo's family since she was a child.And because of this, it was unpleasant to find Mo Jingyu, his own granddaughter, whenever he had the opportunity.

Yu Ying continued: "It's important to have self-knowledge. If I were you, I would have returned with a bright future for the Mo family."

Mo Jingyu stood quietly on the spot without saying a word.

Yu Ying said meanly to herself: "Little aunt was so favored back then, but now she doesn't even enter the house. After staying abroad for a long time, I'm afraid she won't even look down on the moon here. You call me sister, there are some things , I have to persuade you to think clearly."

Mo Jingyu chuckled, "I admire you."

After all, he didn't give the person in front of him an extra look.

I found a quiet corner and checked the unread messages on my phone.

[Little Tiger: Are you coming to my house today? ]

[Little Tiger: If you don’t come, take your things away. ]

[Little Tiger: Otherwise, I will throw it away. ]

……

[Little Tiger: Return my access control card. ]

……

[Little Tiger: Where did you go? ]

Within two hours, Ji Linglu sent more than a dozen messages one after another.

Mo Jingyu had already changed her note.

The corners of the thin lips curled up.

Mo Jingyu immediately replied——

[I'll go back after dinner, wait for me obediently at home. ]

Reply there very fast.

[No one is waiting for you! ]

Mo Jingyu smiled, and ended the conversation with a facial expression of touching her head.

on the other end of the phone.

Just looking at the animated expressions on the screen, Ji Ling thought of what kind of expression Mo Jingyu should be at the moment.

Ji Ling put down the phone and muttered softly, "Damn it."

If you look closely, you can find it.The furnishings in the house are very different from yesterday.

A few post-modern oil paintings were added to the originally empty walls, warm-colored tablecloths were replaced on the dining table, and a few cartoon pillows were added to the sofa.

In the cloakroom, the clothes have changed seasons, and the number has increased a lot.However, it can be seen that half of the space is deliberately reserved.

After finishing all the things that should be busy, Ji Ling was quite bored by himself, so he turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the awards ceremony of the International Film Festival.

The host with reddish-brown hair spoke in a very typical American accent: "As the first Chinese Oscar winner, how does YUN feel at this moment?"

The one who won the crown of actress is a woman in her 30s, with a pair of deep eyes that can attract others' attention.

Elegant, with a little wild and uninhibited.

She calmly flashed a charming smile, "I'm very happy to win this award for "Dr. Moss". Being able to stand on the stage of this international award ceremony and be liked by so many people of different races and countries is even more important. It's my luck. And my motherland still has many excellent actors, and one day, more compatriots will stand on this stage." He spoke with a British accent.

"Then what is YUN's next work? Is there a plan?"

"I might go back to China for a while." The newly promoted actress on stage blinked her eyes, as if she was discharging, "I want to go back, ask someone for an answer, ask her if she still remembers the time I've been away for so many years?" ex-girlfriend."

"WOW!" The audience was excited, and some even whistled.

At this time, a video call came, and Ji Ling turned off the TV.

"Hey?"

The silly brother on the other end of the phone.

Ji Hanxuan's face was very distressed. "Sister, I feel like someone has a crush on me."

Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, and three seconds later, he began to beat the sofa with a smile.

"Do you think I'm too bored, and come here on purpose to be funny at night?"

Ji Hanxuan: "Your brother is very popular, okay?"

Ji Ling: "You made the video call just to tell me this?"

"I'm missing you!" Ji Hanxuan retracted his chin and curled his eyebrows into a figure eight, "It's hard to go back to China, and I can't see you at home."

Ji Ling trembled, and said, "Why are you so sticky, boy?"

Ji Hanxuan immediately put on an aggrieved look.

The corner of Ji Ling's mouth twitched a few times, and she said with concern: "You said someone has a crush on you... I think it's time for you to fall in love at your age." As long as you don't cling to your sister, that's fine.

Ji Hanxuan shrugged, "I don't think you should hope so, that sister is probably ten years older than me."

"..." Ji Ling was surprised, "You have such a hard life, you have to do it..." A little wolf dog who was raised by a rich woman?

He didn't say anything later, but only indicated with the expression on his face.

Ji Hanxuan reacted, knowing that his sister wanted to go to a strange place, and annoyed: "It's a partner!"

Immediately, she raised her eyebrows, "President Yin said that my tone of voice is very similar to her first love. Tell me, isn't this implying something?"

Ji Ling shook his head sympathetically, "Silly brother, it's better to go to bed early and refresh your brain."

"Am I a child picked up in a trash can? You all know how to hit me!"

As Ji Hanxuan said, he rolled on the bed, and the screen on the phone screen went up and down.

Ji Ling smiled and said, "Don't act like a spoiled child to me, you won't be ashamed."

All her attention was on her mobile phone, and she didn't hear the door opening.

As soon as Mo Jingyu came in, she saw Ji Ling smiling at the phone, a look she had never seen before.

Hearing his sister's laughter, Ji Hanxuan felt that the task had been completed, so he yawned and scratched the chicken nest. "Then I'm going to bed, and you go to bed early too, good night."

"Good night."

Ji Ling exited the call page only to notice Mo Jingyu in front of him.

Mo Jingyu heard a very magnetic male voice coming from the mobile phone. It was very pleasant, but a bit harsh.

"You're back." Ji Ling glanced at Mo Jingyu, and greeted him in a neutral manner.

Mo Jingyu wanted to ask who Ji Ling was videoing with just now, but he couldn't say it.

What to do in case there is an answer you don't want to hear.

Mo Jingyu has confidence in everything, but is cautious about unfamiliar emotional matters, as if walking on thin ice, for fear of being too aggressive and scaring Ji Ling away.

It was only then that Mo Jingyu realized that Ji Ling was not a little pet she kept in a cage.Ji Ling has her own life, her own past.

A past she knows nothing about.

Ji Ling got up and walked to the bedroom. When passing by Mo Jingyu, it was as if she hadn't seen her.

Mo Jingyu didn't take the initiative to speak, and took something to take a bath in the bathroom outside.

Ji Ling turned around and muttered silently to Mo Jingyu's back, with an expression very similar to that of a resentful wife-seeking stone.

Ji Ling nestled under the quilt, waiting left and right, but she couldn't wait until Mo Jingyu went to bed.

Ji Ling got up from the bed and stepped on his slippers to go out. The lights outside were all dark.

She frowned and turned on the light, Mo Jingyu was nowhere to be seen in the living room or bathroom.

Ji Ling scratched the back of her head and looked around, but there was nothing there.After thinking about it, he pushed open the door of the guest room, and by the light from outside, he saw a bulge in human shape on the bed.

Ji Ling went over, squatted beside the bed, and poked Mo Jingyu's nose.With a close face, he said angrily, "Mo Jingyu, you went to the wrong room."

The moist heat hit Mo Jingyu's lips.

Mo Jingyu's eyelids trembled, but he didn't open his eyes. He said in a calm tone, "I'm just here to borrow a room. I'm sleeping in the guest room. There's nothing wrong with that."

It was just the hand under the quilt, clutching the sheet under her body.

Ji Ling: "The sheets in the guest room haven't been changed for a long time, and they're not clean."

Mo Jingyu: "I feel different from yesterday."

The nonsense was exposed, Ji Ling choked for a moment, and then threatened: "There is a ghost in my house, aren't you afraid to sleep by yourself?"

Mo Jingyu: "There's nothing to be afraid of, I can still invite ghosts to come up and sleep together."

Ji Ling: "..."

"What's wrong with you!" Ji Ling rolled Mo Jingyu's eyelids, "Open your eyes and look at me."

Like a brat begging his mother for attention.

Mo Jingyu pinched Ji Ling's troublesome hand and opened his eyes.His eyes were deep and burning.

"What's the relationship between me and you? Do you have to follow your temper?"