Mo house.

Mo Qing's marriage is the most important event of Mohism. All the Mohist people from all over the world came in advance. Except those who went to meet the bride, the rest gathered in the Mohist house, anxiously waiting for the bride to enter.

Living room!

Mo Zhenzhong looks at his watch once a minute on average. "Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's only been a while. It's not so fast." Xie Baoling said so, but she was also worried and kept staring at the door.

Finally, someone called, "here comes the bride."

Mo Zhenzhong rushed to the door.

"What are you running for?" Xie Baoling urgently calls Mo Zhenzhong.

Mo Zhenzhong just remembered that Mo Qing and Gu Xiaoran had a Chinese wedding here. They came to the hall to see and worship him. They stepped back and sat on the mahogany chair.

The sound of firecrackers rang out.

Mo Qing and Gu Xiaoran, holding their son in their arms, enter the old house of Mohist School in the midst of the bustle.

At the last memorial ceremony, Gu Xiaoran knew that there were many Mohist people. Unexpectedly, there were more than one generation today than last time.

Just saying hello makes you dizzy.

Entering the living room, Gu Xiaoran looks at Xie Baoling, who is smiling so much that she smiles a little. He looks at Mo Zhenzhong again and finds that Mo Zhenzhong is very nervous.

Mo Qing puts Xiao Han down.

Xiaohan immediately ran forward and hugged Xie Baoling, "too Lao." Then he climbed up Mo Zhenzhong's thigh, "grandfather."

Mo Zhenzhong wants to show his father's dignity, but when he looks at Xiaohan sitting on his lap, he thinks of Gu Xiaoran's baby. How can he keep his face taut and smile with eyebrows.

"Darling

Due to the return to Seoul, the wedding ceremony, everything is simple.

After paying homage to heaven and earth and their parents, Mo Qing and Gu Xiaoran left Mohist School and got on the bus.

Two road motorcade, thousands of cars, driving out of Linjiang.

Entering Seoul, you can see a castle floating above Nanwan from a distance.

"Mommy, there's a castle in the sky." Xiaohan looks at the castle in the sky in surprise.

"That's true." Gu Xiaoran's eyes widened in surprise.

As the castle approached, Gu Xiaoran saw clearly that the castle was carried by some light balloons, which was very dreamy.

The driving cheetah turned back and said, "up there, you can see the whole Seoul. It's a beautiful scenery in the daytime and even more beautiful."

Gu Xiaoran made a guess about his wedding, but he never thought that Moqing would make a castle over Nanwan.

Turning to Mo Qing, Mo Qing just smiles and doesn't explain more.

Is there any mystery?

Gu Xiaoran is more curious.

The car stopped at Nanwan and took a lift to the castle in the sky.

Gu Xiaoran looked at the scene in front of him, stunned.

The castle in the sky was built according to the structure of the training camp.

Every corner is very lifelike, which makes her feel like returning to the training camp.

Gu Xiaoran looked at the corners, and the past with Mo Qing came to his mind, from the age of three to twelve

Gu Xiaoran went to the edge of the castle and looked down at the island below.

Think of her and his last mission, they wait at the seaside, looking at the sea.

She said she loved the sea, the islands.

He said that if they could live, he would buy her an island.

Gu Xiaoran's eyes slowly turned red.

It turned out that Nanwan was his long cherished wish for her.

"Do you like it?" Mo Qing hugged her from behind.

"I like it. I can't like it any more." Gu Xiaoran turned around and looked up at his man, tears pouring up.

PS: the new book "getting married in the first World War: don't be rude" is recommended by haojiyou fluorescent violet.

he was so angry that he tied her up and threw her to bed and showed her the ambiguous play.

"Madam, I like to sleep with you and watch you on TV."

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