On the second night, Mo Xiaoran dragged her feet and did not want to lie down to sleep. However, she knew that no matter what, she had to behave like how she usually did.
Just as his body laid on the bed, Mo Xiaoran felt an additional aura around him.
She turned around and saw Xiao Menghan's face that made her heart move. He was lying beside her with his hand on her waist, his long white hair flowing down his body. A lot of his hair fell on her body, making her feel like a white silk cloth.
"Why did you open it again?"
"You are here, of course I will come." Xiao Menghan originally wanted to say wife, but when he looked at Mo Xiaoran's rosy face, he changed his mind, knowing that she was still adapting to his current state. He didn't want to force her too much, so he slowly brought his nose closer to her and fondly breathed in the fragrance that had wrapped around his heart for the whole day, and Xiao Menghan revealed a happy smile.
"You You, he …?" Mo Xiaoran missed her son, once the words left her mouth, she felt dejected. Wherever her son could go, it would definitely be eating meat, and if it wasn't eating meat, then sleeping.
"He took Grandfather for a walk." Xiao Menghan spoke the truth, but his words made Mo Xiaoran raise his eyebrows.
Ever since he returned from the forest, Xiao Zhenhai fell in love with that wild feeling. Almost every night, he would let Xiao Aoyou roar at him a few times, making him become a guy whose entire body was covered in fur, and then follow Xiao Aoyou out for a stroll and play around the bamboo forest. Xiao Menghan was not at ease, but Xiao Aoyou would clap his small hands on his hairy chest and promise him that he would definitely take good care of Great-grandfather.
As Mo Xiaoran listened to her son telling her about his current interesting story, the corners of her eyes reddened. When would she be able to live a peaceful life with her son?
Closing his eyes, Xiao Menghan pressed his forehead lightly against Mo Xiaoran's hair and asked her: "Do you regret it?"
"Did you give me a chance to regret it?"
"No, I won't let you regret it." Xiao Menghan was silent for a moment, and then added: "It's too late to regret it, you have already stuck my label."
Mo Xiaoran muttered a word in his heart: Rascal. He didn't even give her a chance to regret, nor did he let her regret.
Xiao Menghan hugged Mo Xiaoran tightly. It was still early, and as he spoke of the clues that he had found beside Mo Xiaoran's ears, the people in her dorm couldn't remember when she lost her Walkman.
Mo Xiaoran had to look for the dormitory's teacher at that time, and at that time, the girls' dormitory had even a registration form. Only foreign visitors could sign in.
Xiao Menghan found someone to look through the registration form that he had obtained six years ago.
"Did you find anything?" Mo Xiaoran turned his head to look at Xiao Menghan, and his gaze immediately fell into her beautiful eyes.
His eyes were very bright, not particularly large and round, and his starry eyes were half hidden by the long lashes of his charming eyes.
Mo Xiaoran's heart skipped a beat. The man was becoming more and more attractive to her, and Mo Xiaoran's heart started to beat faster, she tried her best to keep her breathing even, so that he wouldn't notice anything strange.
Xiao Menghan's eyes did not blink as he looked at Mo Xiaoran. He was approaching her, and slowly, as if a century had passed, his lips were about to be imprinted with her lips, which had been bitten off by her teeth. Mo Xiaoran closed her eyes with trembling eyelashes, and after an unknown amount of time, a warm object on her lips swept past.
The tip of his tongue had yet to return to its original position, and there was still a little drop of blood on it. It was from the corner of her lips, and Mo Xiaoran's body was trembling as an unknown feeling spread out from the bottom of her heart.
"You're not allowed to bite the corner of your lips. This is mine, you're not allowed to bully it." Following these gentle words, Xiao Menghan's lips fell. This time it was a true kiss, genuine and genuine, with her lips and tongue twined.
On and off, until midnight on that day, Xiao Menghan finally told Mo Xiaoran the clues he had found. The registration form's Mid-Autumn Festival was the last page, and someone had gone to see her on the fifteenth of August, before entering her dorm. At that time, Mo Xiaoran's Walkman had reported back to the dorm teacher on the sixteenth of August, but because he had changed teachers on duty, he did not go to look through the last registration form.
However, because six years had passed, the dorm teacher had also forgotten whether Wang Yiling had taken the bag when he left, and furthermore, the time Wang Yiling had stayed at the dorm wasn't very long, because he had come to look for Mo Xiaoran before, and the dorm teacher didn't search very strictly either. Furthermore, Xiao Menghan had found a phone number that Han Qiaoying had used back then, and no one knew about it.
Han Yong did not want others to know that he had given Han Qiaoying a phone, so he had always been using it secretly. Even her best friends and family members did not know about it, there were only a few people who called the bosses that she felt were useful to her, and those who knew her number were few in number. After she went missing, those people deleted her phone, so this customer was reluctant to part with it, because in the past few years, he had never met a woman that could make him feel more comfortable than Han Qiaoying.
After Han Qiaoying went missing, there were still others who used the phone a few times. Xiao Menghan had checked the records, and he had already grasped some evidence, but he was not in a rush to make contact with Mu Chongya. He had plenty of ways to kill Mu Chongya in one hit.
Mo Xiaoran had guessed it before, but she was still unable to accept that the Wang Yiling she had known six years ago was such a terrifying person. The image of Han Qiaoying's miserable death seemed to have occurred after a series of struggles, which made Mo Xiaoran's heart hurt. The Han Qiaoying that she remembered was very beautiful, a gentle yet proud girl.
Wang Yiling didn't like Han Qiaoying, so he had once or twice told him that the men Han Qiaoying made friends with were too mixed and such. However, everyone had to put their full strength into choosing their own path, and Han Qiaoying was still grateful to them. At that time, Mo Xiaoran only wanted to study hard. For the sake of every semester's scholarship efforts, Wang Yiling was a very simple and honest girl, Lin Dahai drank and made trouble all year round, Wang Yiling lived a very depressing life, and wanted to talk to Mo Xiaoran about it. At that time, Xuan Peng was not the only one who chased after Mo Xiaoran, there was also a senior.
At that time, Mo Xiaoran didn't want to cause trouble and affect his scholarship, so her silence made the school belle feel that it was in the wrong and it just so happened that Han Qiaoying happened to pass by. Han Qiaoying scolded the school belle severely, and even called a few men who weren't easy to offend over to help the school belle leave dejectedly. This was something that happened before Mo Xiaoran truly got to know him, and she could only wave her hands towards Mo Xiaoran in gratitude for not seeing the school belle and peacock in the past.