The protagonist is always seen

Lin fluttered on the couch, and he didn't deliberately stay still. He lay there, and made small movements from time to time. Now he was playing with his hair. He felt that lying there was already a big concession. After all, he Lying there obediently, he didn't get up casually.

Mo Lin didn't mind either, he wished Lin Lun could be so casual, he felt that the most natural was the most beautiful, and the dull beauties in the past lost a lot of points in this aspect alone.

At first he thought that Lin Luansheng was good, and it would be a pity not to draw such a beautiful face, but Lin Luan is a young man, and Mo Lin doesn't hug men, he just wants to draw his face, what kind of beauty pose he puts on As long as it is matched with this face, it is also an excellent picture of beauty.

Now Mo Lin just wants to use all his skills to record this scene completely.

Even the folds on Lin Luan's clothes are beautiful without any modification.

He described it carefully, forgetting the time for a moment.

By the time the painting was finished, Lin Luan had already fallen asleep there.

Mo Lin didn't care about the brush, so he put the painting away first. He didn't draw slowly, maybe he had an inspiration, and the painting was almost completed in one go, but Lin Luan lay down and fell asleep unconsciously.

Mo Yun hesitated.

"Su, no, what about young master Lin?"

He was very careful, Lin Luan only mentioned for a while not to call him Mr. Su, and Mo Yun remembered it.

Mo Lin couldn't bear to wake him up like that.

"Let him sleep there for a while, and let the servants bring a new blanket over, and we'll just sit here for a while."

The original blanket was held in Lin Luan's arms with his legs clamped between his legs, so it didn't cover him at all.

Xiaotong didn't wait for anyone's orders, so he took his own life and went down.

After a while, the little boy turned around and came back, and fell to the ground in a panic.

"My lord, my lord, some people say that General Su is here, and he's coming this way!"

It turned out that it was the two young men who followed Lin Luan. Lin Luan didn't come back for a long time, and saw Lin Luan lying on the couch from a distance, and the boy went in again with painting tools.

The two thought about it for a while, but they still didn't dare to take the risk. They asked one to watch and the other to go back and report to the general.

Mo Lin didn't look at the boy, just poured himself a cup of tea and reprimanded him.

"What are you panicking about? General Su is not a blind man, so he is afraid of eating you?"

But, but you just drew a picture of your son as a beauty.

The little boy listened to the reprimand in a daze, and forgot to be afraid for a while.

Mo Lin finished speaking unhurriedly, then carefully put away the painting that had just been completed, handed it along with the painting tools to the little boy, and ordered.

"Go and put these painting utensils and this painting in my study, and get a good pot of tea. After all, General Su can't be negligent."

When the little boy was far away, Mo Lin glanced at Lin Luan who was sleeping soundly, and said in a low voice.

"It seems that the rumors are not true. It has only been a while since I received it, and General Su has just arrived."

Mo Yun frowned.

"After all, they are father and son, you shouldn't have believed them in the first place."

Morin disagreed.

"What about father and son? Father and son also look at each other and hate each other, and it's not like they haven't seen each other before."

Mo Yun stopped talking, he knew who Mo Lin was talking about, wasn't their own father like this?

The little boy over there had just walked not far away, and before he reached the lake, he ran into Su Lingran with a black armored guard at the center of the road.

The little boy hurriedly saluted, Su Lingran hurried past, and the little boy saw him subconsciously nodding his head to him in a daze.

This General Su is not as bad as the eldest son said, so he nodded to him so anxiously, Xiao Tong felt that being a slave was nothing, he could live a good life, and he didn't need to plan food in the ground.

But sometimes I still feel that it hurts. The most hurtful thing is that when you salute tremblingly, the other party still pretends that there is nothing there, so it’s over.

General Su is a good man.

Xiao Tong stood up, thinking so.

Mo Yun and Mo Lin had already seen Su Lingran.

With a serious face, Mo Yun got up and sat next to Mo Lin, which happened to be outside and could block Mo Lin.

Mo Lin glanced at him and said meanly.

"Why, you're scared, do you want your brother to protect you?"

Mo Yun didn't even look at him.

"No, I'm afraid I'm too far away and I won't be able to protect you later."

Mo Lin choked for a moment, pretending that nothing happened.

Su Lingran also arrived, and Mo Lin was so serious that he was just getting ready to argue with Su Lingran.

Mo Yun also tensed his body.

Unexpectedly, Su Lingran walked with the wind, directly passed the two of them, and came to Lin Luan's couch.

He bent down, as if to see if Lin Luan had really fallen asleep or fell asleep because of something else, and he breathed a sigh of relief after a long time.

He gently wrapped Lin Luan up with his outer shirt, and picked him up carefully.

Then he left first, making several complicated hand gestures to the black armor guard as he left.

Mo Yun at the side knew that this was the army's gesture to convey news. He had never been in the army, but he only knew a little bit about it, so he didn't know what Su Lingran meant just now.

He couldn't help tensing his body. Su Lingran was so bold that he dared to do anything in front of them.

The black-armored guards over there were a step behind Su Lingran, and when Su Lingran was gone, he said to them with a cold face.

"My general said that what happened today will be greatly appreciated in another day.

"

After finishing speaking, he followed suit.

Mo Lin and Mo Yun looked at each other, and then realized that Su Lingran probably didn't want to wake Lin Luan up just now.

Morin suddenly laughed.

"The dignified Su Lingran actually used the secret language of the army to ask his black armored guards to stay and speak harshly."

Morin rested her chin.

"This is interesting. If he is so nervous about his son, why is Lin Luan, his surname is Lin?"

Su Lingran over there hugged Lin Luan, but actually hugged him very stiffly. In his life, he had almost never hugged anyone, and only a few times he hugged his wife.

Before Lin Luan was born, he imagined what it would be like to hold his own child.

After that, he occasionally had nightmares and dreamed of holding Lin Luan.

But the baby who was beautiful one second was covered in bruises the next second, lying cold and stiff in his arms. He subconsciously pulled the cold baby into his arms even tighter. In his dream, he only knew that his baby was very Cold, then, and then he woke up.

He almost felt as if he had been frozen awake.

This was the first time he hugged his own child, but Lin Luan was already very big, Su Lingran hugged Lin Luan, Lin Luan was warm, completely different from the dream.

He would look down every once in a while, and he was relieved to see that Lin Luan was still sleeping soundly.

Su Lingran carried Lin Luan into the carriage, and he didn't want to put Lin Lun on the couch inside.