Her actions were ambiguous. It was just that she didn't know her age, but that didn't mean that he didn't know either.
Mo Chengfeng slowly opened his mouth and ate the food that she fed him. Who said that indulgence was not love?
If it wasn't for her, how could he have been so cooperative?
"You're a genius!" For the most part, the love of a little girl begins with curiosity, dependence, adoration,
Zhao Yingnan had a good grasp of this process.
The 20 year old Mo Chengfeng was not an exaggeration to say that he had been blessed by the heavens since he was young. He was good-looking, had a good family background, and was an outstanding student as well.
Naturally, he had received praises from countless people.
Logically speaking, he was now immune to any sort of praise.
However, Zhao Yingnan was different. When she raised her chin and looked at him with a beaming smile,
All the praises were like a stream with candy added into it, flowing sweetly into his heart.
"Go wash your hands and prepare to eat," he said with a charming smile.
Then he rubbed the top of her hair and wondered why she was so short.
Clearly, he was still just a child.
"Okay," she said, and ran out of the kitchen like a gust of wind.
He washed his hands.
Lolita? Could she be his Lolita? And what would become of them?
Was it joy or sadness?
Mo Chengfeng stared at her beautiful silhouette as he pondered in his heart.
"You've worked hard. Eat more!" The table in the dining room was higher, the chairs were shorter, and the two of them sat facing each other.
Zhao Yuenan wanted to give food to Mo Chengfeng, so she had to stand up.
"Wandering, come sit beside me." Seeing that she was struggling to stretch her arms,
Mo Chengfeng pulled out the chair beside him, gesturing for her to sit over.
The girl hesitated for a moment before she ran over with a smile.
In love, even the smallest of matters would cause one to be wild with joy.
At that time, Zhao Yingnan thought, "How lucky I am to have found you, to have transcended mountains and rivers,"
I'm so lucky to be able to cross the ocean and come to your side. You don't hate me, yet you treat me so well.
How lucky I am to be able to sit beside you, even though I seem so small.
"Brother Mo, don't worry, I will slowly grow taller. When I reach 18 years of age and become an adult,
and I'm going to grow up to be a beautiful woman. "
As she ate, she said to him seriously,
"En, then what are you now?"
Mo Chengfeng asked in a good mood.
"She's a little beauty now." Even though I'm not as pretty as the girls in your college,
But I am a potential stock, that is to say, when I grow up, I will be as beautiful as they are!
"You don't know, I was pretty good-looking in my school."
She hurriedly explained, only hoping that he would wait for her …
When she grew up, she was afraid that he would fall in love with a girl his own age.
Privately, he hoped that he would treat her well.
Even if she didn't say anything, in his eyes, she was still beautiful. More importantly,
Her innocence was like a crescent moon, so pure, so pure.
"Then you should eat more so that you can grow taller."
Every time the two of them stood together, it basically showed the difference in height.
She could only tiptoe up to his chest,
It always made him feel like he was carrying a child,
"I'll be taller!" He was thinking this when she stood up.
He stood up in a childish manner, picked up a large piece of meat and placed it in his bowl.
Ye Zichen looked at him firmly.
"Alright, stop being naughty. Hurry up and eat. You're still young and still have a few years of growth left.
I don't want to be too hasty. Besides, you're doing fine, you're a small man,
"So cute."
The way he looked at her was full of love. The reason that he doted on her made Zhao Yingnan sink deeper and deeper into this relationship.
It was because there had never been someone who treated her like this before.
Although Zhao Yingnan did not have the love of her parents, Zhao Zhenkun had nurtured her well.
After chatting for a bit, she stopped talking to him and obediently sat beside him to eat.
Occasionally, she would help him with his food. Her intentions of concern were very clear.
"Let me wash the dishes!" After finishing their meal, Zhao Yingnan and Mo Chengfeng cleaned up the dishes.
And she volunteered to say,
"Alright." He did not refuse, but carefully rolled up her sleeves and looked at her delicate arms.
His eyes were as calm as water.
The water in the pipe was flowing. She put some detergent in it before she began to wash the dishes.
She washed very seriously. She did not look at him, nor did she say anything. She was probably afraid that if she was distracted, she would not be able to wash it clean.
She only looked at him helplessly when all the dishes had been washed clean.
"Brother Mo, can you help me put it down?" The cupboard was rather tall and it was a piece of cake for him.
To her, it was rather difficult.
He took the plates and bowls from her hands at a leisurely pace, then put them neatly in the cupboard.
By the time the two of them had tidied up everything, the sky had already turned pitch black.
"It's time for me to go back," Zhao Yingnan said as she walked out of the kitchen.
"Okay, wait here for me. I'll go upstairs and clean up first."
After Mo Chengfeng went upstairs, he put her clothes into the washing machine, thinking to send her back after he was done.
before you come over here and hang the clothes up,
Zhao Yingnan sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for more than ten minutes before he slowly walked down.
"Bring back your clothes the next time you come,
Take one of these pills tonight. If you have a fever,
Remember to take an antipyretic or see a doctor. "
He handed her the medicine and took out a wad of money from his pocket.
"This is what you left in my car the last time, no matter what you think,
"But I will not accept this money. I am an adult, and you are still a child."
Zhao Yingnan hesitated. She had initially refused to accept the money.
However, when she saw the calmness in his eyes, she didn't dare to reject it.
"But. Today, you spent money again. Every time, you would have to spend money.
I'm embarrassed! "
At that time, Zhao Yingnan did not understand that it was only natural for a man to spend money for a woman he liked.
And willingly.
One person had no reason to be nice to another person. That was because he really only wanted to be nice to her.
He couldn't bear to see her get hurt, and feel troubled.
"It's alright, I'll return it to you and me when you grow up." When he spoke of this, it was with a carefree air, and a faint smile could be seen on his face.
If she had known back then that she would have to spend ten years of her life to repay the sweetness now,
Then, would she be able to find her way back and quietly leave?
Unfortunately, no one in this world could predict the future.
The only thing we can do is to take advantage of this moment,
At least, both she and he were happy in the beginning.
"Grow up", "in the future," to the ears of Zhao Yingnan, what a wonderful phrase, just like a cheerful piano piece, the most jumping notes, indispensable unique.
Before she left, she stood beside him and took the initiative to take his hand.
When she felt the warmth of his palm, her face lit up with a smile that was as bright as the stars.
It almost infected the person beside him.
"Give me your cell phone," he said as he got in the car, aware of his own negligence as well as his guilt for making her wait in the rain.
Zhao Yingnan immediately handed the phone to him with a smile. She knew what he was going to do without even asking.
When his slender fingers began to carefully input his cell phone number, Zhao thought,
Her heart was already flying with joy.
Did this mean that she would be able to find him in the future?
This meant that he had silently allowed her to exist by his side!
When she saw the name "Mo Chengfeng" appear in her phone, her heart couldn't help but jump.
"In the future, no matter if you have something to do, or if I'm unable to make it on time, you can call them."
"That's not unusual," the two of them said as they sat in the narrow carriage.
Zhao Yingnan's eyes flashed when she looked at him.
"I mean, can I call you if I want to?"
The light inside the carriage was very dim, and the outline of his handsome face was clearly reflected in her eyes.
The boy she liked, the boy she worshipped, was like a candle flame, making her feel like a moth.
He could not help but give up his tender heart.
"Sure." She stared straight at him, undisguised admiration in her eyes.
It warmed his slightly cold heart.
He and her were like fire and water. Before they met, they were like the dull surface of a lake.
Yet she was a bunch of shining flames. When they were together, they were so different, yet so intertwined.
After saying that, Mo Chengfeng sat up and started the engine.
In his eyes, she was always so easily satisfied and so easily happy.
Although the meeting on Saturday had been a bit complicated, it had also made Zhao Yingnan sick.
However, both of them still felt satisfied in their hearts. This was probably the feeling of having a drink to fill their stomachs.
"Brother Mo, you should drive back and be careful!" When Zhao Yingnan got off the car, she obediently lay by his window.
She softly warned,
"Mm, let's go back." As he urged her on, she reluctantly turned around. After taking two steps, she turned around and saw that he had not left yet.
Staring at the direction she left in, the girl felt even better. She smiled at him and waved her hand.
He then left while humming a song.
Once they got home, Zhao Yingnan impatiently laid on her bed and took out her phone.
Flipping open the number of Mo Chengfeng's phone, in a few seconds, he changed his name from "Mo Chengfeng" to "Brother Mo".
She liked to call him that.
Her nickname was her secret, and she hoped that she was the only one in the world who called him that.
Whether it was the future or the present, he would always remember that "Brother Mo" was her way of addressing him.
After sending off Zhao Yingnan, Mo Chengfeng returned to the villa. It could be said that Zhao Yingnan had broken many of his habits.
For example, as a noble young master of a wealthy family, he would never wash his clothes, but today, because of her …
Not only had she cooked a sumptuous dinner, but she had also come back to help her dry her laundry.
After drying his clothes, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood on the balcony for a while.
This dress in front of him, though childish, did not lack beauty.
She should be thinking of meeting him here dressed in beautiful clothes, right?
Unfortunately, the heavy rain had destroyed all of her fantasies.
What he got instead was pain and worry.
If it wasn't for the heavy rain, if she wasn't standing in the rain while looking pitiful, if she wasn't wet, then she would have followed him here.
Then, how could there be such a scene?
Slowly. In his heart, he slowly called out her name.
His lips curled up into a deep smile.
He couldn't bear to part from her as soon as they parted.
That night, Liu Kexin passed on a song to Zhao Yingnan:
Reminiscence is like a storyteller
in a voice full of country tones
Skip the puddle, bypass the village
The Fate of Waiting to Meet
You make a city out of mud
She said that she would marry me in the future
How many times did you turn over the door to throw away your youth?!
A small vow is still shaky
The small tears were still flowing down his face …
Young lips speak of separation.
There's a person in my heart from then on
Once small us
That year you moved the little bench
I've been following you all the way for the show
I'm looking for the person in that story
You are the part that can't be left out
You doze off a little under the tree
Little me, what a fool!
A little touching rain
A little bit of awkwardness is painful
A little person can't kiss yet
There's a person in my heart from then on
Once small us
Back then, students said that they loved reading scripts … …
Your pronunciation of missing teeth is not allowed
I'm looking for the person in that story
You are the part that can't be left out
a small hand holding a small person
To keep a little eternity
The singer's voice was a little hoarse, but the melody was very nice.
As if in tears, and recounting a clean and sad past,
At that time, Zhao Yingnan could not understand.
She just let her temper take its course and sent a word back to Liu Kexin: Normal.
all the songs, movies, novels, including dance operas,
Only the ones that resonated with him were the most touching ones.
She didn't understand it because she was in a state of ignorance about emotions.
In addition, her relationship with Mo Chengfeng had already reached the point of breaking out from the earth.
Of course it was difficult to understand, the end of the past.
Liu Kexin probably fell asleep, and after a few minutes, he still did not reply her message.
On the other hand, Zhao Yingnan was so excited that she could not fall asleep after taking the cold medicine.
After some thought, she sent another message to Mo Chengfeng.
It was still only two words: Good night.
This time, she waited for half an hour, waiting for her to recall all the possibilities of why he didn't reply to her message.
After thinking it over, he finally replied, "Yes, go to bed early."
His texting style is the same as his usual style of speaking,
Even though it was just two short words, Zhao Yingnan still felt satisfied.
She rolled over and over on the bed. She was so excited that she almost fell to the ground!
As for Mo Chengfeng, he felt that there was still her scent left in the house, so he decided to sleep here instead.
He didn't go back to the Mo Clan.