Chapter 80：

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"Dong Wang, why are you here?"

Tang Xinyu quickly glanced at Mo Yifan's complexion, unexpectedly displeased. The hand around Mo Yifan's waist was patted comfortably behind his back, and Tang Xinyu showed Wang Dong a business smile: "What a coincidence, Wang Dong also has such a good interest in skiing in Switzerland?"

Holding a hot cup of coffee, Wang Dong leaned on the railing and gave Tang Xinyu a distant cup of coffee: "I will chase wherever the good scenery is."

Tang Xinyu felt that Wang Dong's sentence had no deep meaning, and instinctively felt that it was better not to pursue it too much. She smiled: "Wang Dong Hao Yaxing."

Wang Dong looked at Tang Xinyu through thin gold-rimmed glasses, and said gently: "I gave the new wedding gift to Miss Tang, can Miss Tang still like it?"

Tang Xinyu was so slow for a second. In the impression, she did not receive a gift from Wang Dong, but Wang Dong was not such a bluff-loving person. He said there must be. If Tang Xinyu did not receive it, there was only one answer. Her newly-wed husband Mo Yifan disposed of the newly-weds sent by Wang Dong in private.

The confirmation of this question is certainly not good. In front of Wang Dong, she quietly raised Mo Yifan's little finger and smiled: "My husband and I are very grateful to Wang Dong's new wedding."

The doubts in Tang Xinyu's eyes did not escape Wang Dong's eyes. Wang Dong did not debunk: "Miss Tang just likes it."

Tang Xinyu seriously corrected: "Since Wang Dong has already sent us a new wedding, please remember to call me Mrs. Mo next time, otherwise I'm afraid my Mr. Mo will be unhappy."

Wang Dongwei lowered his head, smelling the scent of coffee, and gently smiled: "The two of you are really serious, they are really similar."

Mo Yifan snorted softly.

Tang Xinyu had an obvious happy smile on his face, and glanced at the cold face Mo Yifan slightly: "Some people are probably destined. You talk, I'll go to grind two cups of coffee."

Tang Xinyu left Mo Yifan's arms and walked into the room. Looking back through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see Mo Yifan leaning against the railing, his arms spread out, and his posture was lazy. If you didn't see the frost in Mo Yifan's eyes, anyone would think that Mo Yifan was chatting with a friend.

Tang Xinyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for a few seconds before going to the open kitchen to find a coffee machine.

Wang Dong ’s eyes followed Tang Xinyu ’s back until he disappeared into a row of bonsai on the balcony.

"Wang Dong, you'd better not think of something you shouldn't have. Some people or things are not something you can covet." Mo Yifan glanced down at the balcony next door, glancing at Wang Dong's eyes looking at Tang Xinyu's back.

Without any embarrassment caught on the spot, Wang Dongsi frankly and generously said: "Everyone has a heart for beauty. Is Mo Shao so nervous that she is not confident in herself, or is she not confident in her?"

Mo Yifan tapped gently on the icy wooden railing with his fingertips, looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Qianying busy in front of the Liulitai: "We trust each other, but we can't complain that dogs with long eyes will come out and obstruct your eyes.

Facing Mo Yifan's criticism and criticism, Dong Dong drank and drank the coffee in his cup: "Mo Shao is very afraid that I will meet her, I am afraid that I will tell her the glorious years in the United States to her? Or ... ... "

Wang Dong watched Mo Yifan tapping the fingertips of the railing and stopped, smiling slightly: "Or afraid that Mo Shao's hypocrisy mask was known to her and left you?"

Mo Yifan grasped the railing with his fingers and was facing Wang Dong. His words were as if he had been salvaged from the deep valley cold lake. He was heavy and with a bone-like ice cold: "Wang Dong, you probably don't want to return to America in this life. Right? "

Wang Dong casually placed the empty coffee cup on the table, and the outside of Rua Siwen was a little cracked, revealing a trace of coldness: "Mo Shao, when you see that I can stand here, you should know that you are a little blacklisted. Trick, I do n’t even think about it. After so many years, I have been looking forward to a good deal with Mo Shao again. "

Wang Dong's eyes fell on Mo Yifan's straight legs: "I saw your crippled look before. I feel very sorry for you. I feel that I won't be happy even if I win you, because I won't win." Now ... I am very excited. "

From the coldness at the beginning, Dong Dong ’s tone slowly became fanatical: “It ’s possible to have the opportunity to compete with you again, and liquidate the old account many years ago. It ’s really ... Eatherine blessed in heaven.”

Upon hearing the name, the frost on Mo Yifan's eyes showed signs of cracking. The throat knot rolled violently for a few moments before sinking: "I suggest you not to mention this name. I don't think she heard her. Your name will come out happy from your mouth. In addition, you do n’t have to do such useless activism, it does n’t work for me. ”

Wang Dong glanced at the iron-grey sky, as if Eatherine really looked at them in the sky: "Mo Shao spoke like this, which is really sad. We used to have so nostalgic years ... . "

Seeing Tang Xinyu carrying two cups of coffee, Mo Yifan concealed the emotions under his eyes: "Some years, you miss and cherish, but in my case, it is worthless."

Tang Xinyu smirked: "It seems to start to snow, don't you enter the room?"

The warm light in the room shone out from behind Tang Xinyu, coating her with a gentle halo. Mo Yifan's cold heart instantly warmed up, greeted her with one hand in her pocket, and embraced her shoulder: "It's cold outside, let's go in."

Tang Xinyu frowned: "Okay. I added two and a half spoons of sugar to your cup."

Mo Yifan bowed his head and printed a light kiss on Tang Xinyu's forehead.

The silhouette of the two snuggling together fell into the eyes of Wang Dong holding the railing, and a snowflake began to float in the sky. Wang Dong sighed softly, and Bai Wu was hazy in front of his eyes, blurring his glasses.

Wang Dong was standing in the cold wind with snowflakes, waiting quietly for his eyes to return to clear.

"Oh, is it worthless? Ethrine, have you heard? This is the cold-blooded evaluation made by a man you have loved for so many years ..."

The night in the snow mountain came earlier than anywhere else.

Tang Xinyu ordered a private cinema service and randomly picked a film to play. There was a fireplace in the living room, and occasionally a slight firewood crackling sounded, and the shadow of the flame jumped happily on the wall.

Mo Yifan raised a glass of red wine and pinched two goblets: "What are you looking at?"

Tang Xinyu's eyes condensed on the home theater screen: "A Japanese film," Love Letter ", directed by Toshii Iwai, have you seen it?"

Mo Yifan glanced casually at the screen. The white curtains on the screen were ups and downs blown by the wind. A boy dressed unruly, sitting on the window sill reading a book, and then casually looked up at the camera.

This picture alone knows that this movie is of a type that Mo Yifan is not very interested in, but when he watched Tang Xinyu ’s attention fully integrated into the movie plot, Mo Yifan could only sigh and sat submissively in Tang Xinyu By her side, she wrapped her shoulders, shook the blanket, and covered them on their legs.

Tang Xinyu grinned at the corner of his mouth, and placed his foot on Mo Yifan's instep under the blanket.

Mo Yifan took a small sip of red wine, swiping the tip of his tongue on the forehead in his mouth, feeling the red wine slipping past the tip of his tongue.

On the screen, the heroine Fujii Tree sits on a Japanese tatami, tearing down letters, and large memories of student days begin to flash.

Tang Xinyu gently regretted: "Oh, it's a pity, why didn't I have a good relationship when I was studying? Maybe there was also a Fujii tree who secretly fell in love with me."

Mo Yifan put down the glass and retracted the instep of the trampled foot.

Tang Xinyu ’s gaze was still on the screen: "Really, I have received a lot of love letters when I was studying, but their words are so ugly. Looking back now, I feel that I have not talked about a pure love on campus, really. What a pity. "

Mo Yifan ripped the corner of his mouth and picked up the glass again.

Tang Xinyu only felt that his feet were a little bit ice, and his trousers against Mo Yifan retracted back, tucked his feet between Mo Yifan ’s legs, and then chattered: "You said, I was in love with a young boy, After graduating, marry him and live a quiet life. Will we meet again? "

Tang Xinyu, who has fallen into the plot of the movie, has been somewhat confused between himself and the Tang Xinyu in the book. The memory she naturally entered was her student days before she wore the book.

Tang Xinyu couldn't help but think, if she didn't work so hard and found an ordinary person to marry and have children, would she wear it in the book and meet Mo Yifan? At that time, she already has a spouse, will she fall in love with Mo Yifan again?

When Tang Xinyu couldn't think about the sky, Mo Yifan suddenly reached out and twisted Tang Xinyu's face, leaned down and kissed, pricked the tongue of Tang Xinyu's peach lips, and the mellow red wine flowed into her mouth.

Can't help being drunk, Tang Xin swallowed subconsciously, covering his mouth in surprise, watching Mo Yifan sit back again, as if nothing had happened.

Tang Xinyu pushed him a bit: "Why? Listen to what I said just now and get angry?"

Mo Yifan sneered: "Am I such an angry person?"

Tang Xinyu pushed him again: "Is not really angry?"

Mo Yifan firmly denied: "No."

Tang Xinyu squeezed Mo Yifan's arm heavily: "Why don't you bite me so hard?"

Mo Yifan: "... I am not angry."

There was no angry person in his mouth, and the muscles on his face were indeed tight, with no extra expression.

Tang Xinyu rested his head on Mo Yifan's shoulder with anger and amusement, and fingertips circled on Mo Yifan's chest: "But there is not so much in the world. If at this moment, we are together Just fine. "

Mo Yifan grabbed the finger of Tang Xinyu's circle, pinched it in his palm, and repeated Mosuo.

When I heard Tang Xinyu's hypothesis just now, Mo Yifan felt annoyed for no reason in his heart, as if there was a large ball of cotton stuck in his heart, which made him unable to bear some sufferings.

With the help of God, he was revived again. Mo Yifan, who is prepared for everything, has no choice but to regenerate. He didn't know that God would always favor him, or when did he suddenly take back the favor.

This is a place where Mo Yifan, who has the city in mind, can do nothing even if he tries his best.

At the thought of this, Mo Yifan has long arms and puts Tang Xinyu firmly in his arms, feeling Tang Xinyu's heartbeat close to his own heartbeat, listening to Tang Xinyu's breath and the ups and downs of his breath, I felt a little relieved. .

Mo Yifan's arms were strong and strong, as if he was holding himself tightly with all his strength.

Tang Xinyu looked up at him suspiciously. Mo Yifan looked forward, and the light changes on the movie screen reflected in Mo Yifan's pupils.

Tang Xinyu raised his finger to touch Mo Yifan's tight lip line: "Why hug so tight? I'm afraid I ran away? I was just kidding, where is there something wrong. Are you stupid ... "

Mo Yifan didn't say anything, just kissed Tang Xinyu's fingertips.

Tang Xinyu's heart will be warmed by Mo Yifan's sudden little temper. She never found that Mo Yifan had such a childish side.

This feeling is like ...

As long as Tang Xinyu is beside him, Mo Yifan ...

Get somewhere,

The branches are leaning.

Tang Xinyu smiled silently. She no longer makes messy assumptions. Whether she will get married before she wears the book or whether she will meet Mo Yifan after she wears the book, these have all been thrown away from Tang Xinyu's brain.

She only needs to cherish everything in front of her, cherish every minute with Mo Yifan, every second.

There are so many possibilities in life, she Tang Xinyu tells how mortals can make everything clear.

Tang Xinyu adjusted a more comfortable posture, nestled in Mo Yifan's arms, and continued to concentrate on watching the movie.

Mo Yifan feels that Tang Xinyu's feet are a little cold, and uses his mastery to grasp Tang Xinyu's small jade feet and cover her up.

Tang Xinyu's original cold feet warmed up, shaking his lower toes comfortably, scratching the palm of Yifan's palm itchy. Mo Yifan's fingers circled Tang Xinyu's tousled toes and stroked in her heart.

"Hahaha, itchy ... Mo Yifan, you stop me!"

Tang Xinyu couldn't bear it any longer, and hurriedly retracted his feet. The whole person hid in Mo Yifan's arms, laughing constantly, and even the slightly curled hair ends scattered in Mo Yifan's arms. Trembling.

Mo Yifan tried to dry the tears in Tang Xinyu's eyes, held Tang Xinyu's small face, and kissed. From curled eyelashes, eyelids, tip of nose, to lips, kiss and kiss.

Tang Xinyu felt the changes in Mo Yifan's body under the hips, and immediately stood up to support his chest and sat back on the sofa: "Okay, okay, don't disturb me, I haven't finished watching the movie yet."

Mo Yifan put her arm on the back of the sofa behind Tang Xinyu somewhat helplessly: "Who made me the first one?"

Tang Xinyu closed his ears as if he hadn't heard anything, and urged Mo Yifan to sit down: "Now don't disturb me. I haven't seen a large section in front."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, white snowflakes fell one by one, and the balcony was decorated with silver in a blink of an eye.

In the floor-to-ceiling windows, the fireplace is warm, there are movies, there is red wine, and there is a lover by the side.

Peaceful years.

All is well.

This is how life in dreams should be. Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu's profile, and suddenly regretted it, he should tie Tang Xinyu to himself earlier.

Somehow much time has been wasted between them.

In the movie, Fujii Tree trudges in the snow, shouting to the snowy mountains and venting her secret thoughts.

In Tang Xinyu's heart, there was a stir, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet. He hugged Mo Yifan's waist: "It's so touching ..."

Mo Yifan looked at the movie screen, and then looked at the crystals in the corners of Tang Xinyu's eyes, a little puzzled: "Is it touching? She is actually very dangerous to call this way. If the surrounding environment is not glacial terrain, avalanches are easy to happen."

It was originally expected that Mo Yifan could hug herself tenderly and confess to the heartfelt love of "I love you": "..."

She really shouldn't have expectations for the straight man of steel!

As the movie screen dimmed, the light in the living room dimmed.

Mo Yifan's hand on Tang Xinyu's waist began to be unreliable. Under the cover of the blanket, he began to **** along Tang Xinyu's waistline.

Tang Xinyu raised his hand and poked Mo Yifan's solid chest: "Not honest!"

Mo Yifan leaned over and pressed his forehead against Tang Xinyu's forehead. Bright eyes looked closely at Tang Xinyu's pupils in the dim light. The heavy eyes seemed to absorb all the wisdom of Tang Xinyu.

Mo Yifan's voice was low, and in the case of blurred vision, it seemed like a siren in the quiet of the deep sea, and he confuses: "Mrs. Mo, I have endured the time of a movie. Don't torture me again. Huh?"

The unusual touch and temperature underneath clearly told Tang Xinyu that Mo Yifan's sentence was true.

Even if the light is dim, Tang Xinyu's cheeks can't be heated, and the ear tips are red.

Tang Xinyu avoided Mo Yifan if he had a substantial line of sight, even the words were not clear enough: "How come you always think about ... doing this kind of thing ..."

Mo Yifan's slightly cool thin lips were attached to the tip of Tang Xinyu's fevered ear: "For this matter, I think every day, as long as you appear in my sight, I think. I am about doing this with you, Very addictive. "

Tang Xinyu patted Mo Yifan's cheek and whispered, "Smelly shameless!"

Mo Yifan's lips were slightly curled, rubbing the Tang Xin language that had softened into Wang Chunshui in his arms, and abused: "But Mrs. Mo also likes it, doesn't she?"

Tang Xinyu stretched out his fingers to pinch Mo Yifan's lips, and pinched his lips into a duck's mouth: "Don't say it! You shameless, I want to nod!

Mo Yifan lifted Tang Xinyu and let her hips sit between her arms, so that Tang Xinyu immediately hugged Mo Yifan's neck so that she would not fall.

"Mo Yifan, too high, let me go!"

"Do not let go, because I am shameless."

Mo Yifan walked to the bedroom while holding Tang Xinyu. He threw Tang Xinyu on the bed with excellent elasticity. His long hair fluttered in the air a few times.

Mo Yifan ripped open his jacket and threw it up.

"Ah ... um ..."

...

The night is still long.

The snowflakes outside the bedroom fell on the window sill, as if they were about to be melted by the temperature in the bedroom ...

In the early morning of the next day, after a night of snow drifting, the whole snow mountain became white and flawless.

Mo Yifan and Tang Xinyu wore ski suits, holding ski equipment, and took the sightseeing cable car to the top of the ski resort. Tang Xinyu was lying on the glass of the sightseeing cable car novelly, watching the large area of ​​cedar forest getting smaller and smaller at his feet, and the tip of the snowy mountain getting closer and closer to him.

Like watching a child, Mo Yifan hugged Tang Xinyu's waist and pressed her into the seat to sit well: "Don't move."

Tang Xinyu's eyes flashed with excited little stars: "Mo Yifan, do you know? I like the feeling of freedom when skiing. The cold air brushes through my ears like all the troubles. It ’s the same as sorrow. "

Mo Yifan smiled lightly: "Just like it."

Tang Xinyu was suddenly frustrated: "But I don't have many opportunities to ski, so the technique is not very good, so don't laugh at me later."

Mo Yifan held Tang Xinyu and gave her a steady power: "It's okay, I'm here."

Tang Xinyu tranced for a moment, and then thought of the kidnapped night. Mo Yifan said to himself with his eyes closed, "I am here."

Tang Xinyu hugged Mo Yifan and buried his face in his chest. The zipper on the ski suit was a little cold and shook in front of Tang Xinyu's face. Tang Xinyu looked at the silver zipper head that kept shaking, and smiled at ease.

When Tang Xinyu and the two people got off the sightseeing cable car, spacious and long ski trails opened in front of them.

Mo Yifan personally put on goggles for Tang Xinyu, carefully checked the equipment on her body, and then began to put on his own snowboard, holding the ski poles in both hands, and said to Tang Xinyu: "Slide for a while, let me see."

Tang Xinyu rushed out as soon as he supported the ski battle.

Mo Yifan's heart jumped and immediately followed. Tang Xinyu's skiing posture was not standard, but she was so courageous that she flew out.

Looking at Tang Xinyu's unsteady figure, Mo Yifan jumped in horror and shouted, "Slow down, the ski poles brake."

Tang Xinyu did not look back, compared to a thumbs gesture, indicating that he had no problem. Mo Yifan speeded up the movements in his hand, caught up with Tang Xinyu in a few seconds, and stood side by side with her.

Tang Xinyu glanced at Mo Yifan across the goggles with a bright smile: "Or shall we come to the game?"

"No!" Mo Yifan immediately vetoed. "It was heavy snow last night. You didn't have enough experience. In case there is a dangerous place covered by heavy snow, your judgment is inaccurate. You follow me and follow the route I slipped. go."

Mo Yifan first spoke Tang Xinyu seven or eight meters, and he was in a strong posture in the ski resort, like a lightning bolt.

Tang Xinyu looked at Mo Yifan's stern skiing style and smiled, not much different from his temperament.

Tang Xinyu followed Mo Yifan and went down the piste. Mo Yifan stopped and waited for her several times in the middle. Tang Xinyu realized that Mo Yifan's skiing skills were so good that he could catch up with the coach level.

When Mo Yifan was approaching the end of the piste, he gestured towards Tang Xinyu and pointed in the other direction. Tang Xinyu followed Mo Yifan's gesture and turned to another small ski slope. He was wondering how the person who had asked him not to rush out of the ski **** at the beginning turned a bend and appeared in front of him. A large piece of ice icicles.

Mo Yifan had a beautiful emergency brake. The ski pole was inserted in the snow, splashing a piece of fine snow.

Tang Xinyu paused and screamed in panic: "Mo Yifan, I can't stop it!"

Mo Yifan quickly threw away his ski poles, skipped over and stretched his arms to embrace Tang Xinyu who was coming straight. Tang Xinyu's impulsiveness was so great that he directly drove Mo Yifan onto a large snowdrift.

Tang Xinyu grabbed a large pile of snow on Mo Yifan's head and laughed: "Thank you for saving the hero!"

Mo Yifan did n’t know where Tang Xinyu was teasing her, patted the snow on his head, pulled Tang Xinyu to stand up, and carefully swept away the snowflakes on Tang Xinyu. The tone was blamed and spoiled: "Do n’t mess around." Alright, good. "

Tang Xinyu pulled Mo Yifan, curiously looking at a large icicle in front of him, and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

There should have been a lake before, but now a thick layer of ice has formed. Half of the lake was covered by a cave. The ice and snow on the cave melted down and encountered a sudden cold air flow, condensing a string of ice icicles, forming an ice grove.

Mo Yifan hugged Tang Xinyu's shoulders and said warmly: "Don't you think it's pretty here? Come and see."

I don't think there is any special Tangxin language for Bing Ling in front of me: "..."

Since he came, he followed Mo Yifan around the ice lake, and then Mo Yifan looked around, dug a snow hole with his ski poles, and there was a tendency to dig deeper.

Tang Xinyu looked at him puzzledly: "Why are you digging a hole?"

Mo Yifan did not raise his head: "Look at the treasure."

Tang Xinyu said: "Where is there any treasure? Even if it is, how can you wait for you to dig?"

Mo Yifan: "You stand there looking at the scenery, and I will be ready soon."

I don't think there is any good Tang Xinyu in the scenery here, staring at Mo Yifan's back suspiciously: "You are a little strange today."

Mo Yifan's hand paused almost imperceptibly, and he replied: "You are so beautiful today."

Tang Xinyu was about to sneer at Mo Yifan's very unwilling praise, when he saw that Mo Yifan had pulled something out of his pocket, threw it into a deep snow hole, and quickly buried it.

Isn't it good to dig the treasure? Why did you bury yourself first?

After finishing the snow cave, Mo Yifan patted his hand, helped Tang Xinyu to check the equipment again, and the two returned to the hotel.

When returning to the main skiing path, a skier suddenly jumped across the piste and rushed in the direction of Tang Xinyu. Tang Xinyu is really not good at technology, so it is too late to avoid.

"boom--"

Electric flint.

Mo Yifan, who was behind Tang Xinyu, quickly jumped in front of Tang Xinyu, hitting the skier who came out in front of him, two people formed a group, and fell in the snow.

Tang Xinyu hurriedly stopped, almost sitting on the snow, hurriedly took off the snowboard, and lifted Mo Yifan: "Mo Yifan? Mo Yifan? How are you? Do you mind? Can you go?"

Seeing Tang Xinyu's lips trembling with anxiety, Mo Yifan stood up with his ski poles, relieved: "It's okay, don't worry."

Tang Xinyu saw that Mo Yifan could stand up, his mouth was clear, and then he was a little relieved, and shook his head at the skier who sprang out: "How do you ski? Do you know that this sudden jump, it is easy to hit people?" ! If you ca n’t ski, just ... "

Tang Xinyu saw the man take off his goggles, his voice stopped abruptly, and his mind flashed thousands of thoughts in an instant.

Tang Xinyu froze his voice: "Wang Dong, what a coincidence!"

Wang Dong also sat in the snow and smiled apologetically towards Tang Xinyu: "I'm sorry, I haven't slipped for a long time, my skills are a bit rusty. Didn't hurt you?"

Tang Xinyu looked deeply into Wang Dong's eyes: "Was it hurt, can Dong Dong be responsible for compensation?"

Wang Dong reached out his palm: "Before we talk about compensation, I still ask Miss Tang to pull me."

Mo Yifan stretched out his arm to block Tang Xinyu and leaned out the ski pole to Wang Dong.

Wang Dong looked at the tip of the ski pole that came to him, smiled carelessly, propped his ski pole up, and looked at Mo Yifan: "Mo Shao, I haven't seen it for many years, the heroic attitude has multiplied. I'm so sorry today You are injured. Miss Tang can come and talk to me about compensation after she settles down.

Tang Xinyu endured his anger, picked up his ski equipment, greeted a battery car, and helped Mo Yifan get on the car.

Wang Dongzheng wanted to follow the bus, and Tang Xinyu urged the driver to leave: "Master, I chartered the car. We are not with him."

Wang Dongmu took the battery car to the shadow of the hotel, smiled and condensed, and took the ski pole in his palm: "Where can the second-ranked ski club member in the United States be injured so easily? Miss Tang, you must be careful Wolf ... "

Tang Xinyu held Mo Yifan back to the hotel room halfway, looking at Mo Yifan holding his side waist, worried: "Mo Yifan, let's call a car to go to the hospital to check it. You are like this, I am very worried. "

Mo Yifan was sitting by the bed, and Tang Xinyu quickly laid out the pillows so that Mo Yifan could lean more comfortably.

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu as he was busy before and after, holding her hand: "You don't need to worry, I'm just a little bit cramped for a while, just lie down."

Tang Xinyu wanted to reach out and rub Mo Yifan's side waist, but did not dare to work hard: "Are you sure?"

Mo Yifan chuckled for Tang Xinyu's scattered hair behind his ear: "Why? Don't believe your husband? I know my own body, and it is the most important waist of a man. How can I take it lightly?"

Tang Xinyu just wanted to hold Mo Yifan's hand, and immediately changed it into a slap in the palm of his mouth: "When is it all still playing tricks? It seems really nothing!"

Mo Yifan chuckled and said, "Is Mrs. Mo worried about her future?"

Tang Xinyu: "..."

It can be said that such hooliganism is really nothing.

Mo Yifan approached Tang Xinyu and chuckled: "Mrs. Mo need not worry, no matter how bad, Mrs. Mo can sit up and move by herself."

Tang Xinyu's eyelids flickered, and the blush immediately appeared on the fair skin, spreading to the base of the neck. Tang Xinyu slapped off Mo Yifan's cheeky face: "I'll go to the restaurant to get a meal."

Tang Xinyu's footsteps were a little flustered, and it was difficult to hide the smell of fleeing. She clearly heard Mo Yifan's unabashed laughter coming behind her.

Tang Xinyu whispered a few words and left the room and went to the restaurant.

The restaurant on the first floor of the hotel has glass walls on three sides. It can be seen in different directions outside the hotel. It is very beautiful. After staying at the hotel for so many meals, Tang Xinyu and Mo Yifan both came to the restaurant to dine and enjoy the scenery while chatting.

Unfortunately, I can't be happy today.

Tang Xinyu glanced at the chef ’s menu today and ordered a few dishes, and asked them to be delivered to the hotel room. Just before entering the elevator, I saw a shop with tourist souvenirs in the corner of the hotel lobby. Thinking that they had not bought gifts for the Lin family, Tang Xinyu decided to go shopping there first. Anyway, she doesn't want to go back and see Mo Yifan's old rogue's face.

After entering the store, there are a wide variety of souvenirs of Snow Mountain specialties.

Tang Xinyu's footsteps stopped in front of a row of copper locks. She saw the English prompt next to her: "Provide lettering services."

Tang Xinyu asked the salesperson in English: "Hello, what are these copper locks used for?"

The enthusiastic salesperson introduced with a smile: "We have a place called Aphrodite Valley. Aphrodite is our western **** of love. In Aphrodite Valley, there is a perennial frozen Ice Lake, it is said that as long as two lovers in love walk hand in hand around the ice lake, and then bury the copper lock with their names deeply on the edge of the ice lake, you can get the blessing of God Aphrodite . The two will stay together and stay together. "

The more Tang Xinyu listened, the more familiar this introduction was. Isn't it the story of the Oriental Lover Valley, Era Bridge?

To be honest, in the words of Mo Yifan, is it actually a place for tourist attractions to develop a place that uses touching love stories to induce consumption?

If Mo Yifan heard the salesperson's introduction, he would definitely ...

Wait!

Walk around the ice lake hand in hand?

Is the bronze lock with the name buried in the lake?

How are these ... so familiar? !

Is n’t that what Mo Yifan just did again today?

Tang Xinyu is a little unbelievable. How can a man who can directly make a profit for the joyous atmosphere of Christmas make money for a business, because of a story that he can never believe?

Tang Xinyu quickly asked Afrodite Valley in detail, which is where Mo Yifan finally took her this morning.

Tang Xinyu suddenly felt a sense of being destroyed by thunder. She took out her mobile phone and brought up a photo of Mo Yifan, and asked the salesperson: "Has this man been here before and bought such a brass lock?"

The salesperson saw a photo of Tang Xinyu and Mo Yifan, first praised a perfect match between the two, and then apologized: "I was not at work yesterday, I have not seen him today."

Tang Xinyu withdrew his phone with regret, wondering how he would go back and question Mo Yifan without causing him to notice.

The salesperson saw Tang Xinyu bought so many souvenirs and thought of another way: "Miss, I know. Everyone who comes here to buy a copper lock will help to engrave their names. I will help you to check the order and know Now. "

Tang Xinyu's eyes lit up, and the salesperson lay on the counter to read the order, and saw the familiar handwriting within ten pages.

"Tang Xinyu, Mo Yifan."

It is Mo Yifan's strong and powerful pen character.

Tang Xin's verifiable guess was a bit speechless for a while. In order to compile a blind story, Mo Yifan, the quasi-head of Mo's who has always been clear about these marketing gimmicks, actually did such a naive thing on his back to make a wish to the gods that the two will look together and never Separate.

He was still afraid that he would laugh at him, secretly dug pits, and buried copper locks.

Is this still Mo Yifan in the mall that made his opponent frightened?

Tang Xinyu was crying and laughing at the moment.

The thought of Mo Yifan hurting his waist and staying alone in the hotel room, Tang Xinyu couldn't go around. After saying thanks to the salesperson, he hurriedly entered the elevator carrying the souvenirs he had bought.

Who knows, as soon as the elevator door opened, I saw a face that Tang Xinyu didn't want to see at all.

"Miss Tang, what a coincidence." Wang Dong has changed his clothes, he is personable, and standing out is a fascinating image of many young girls. "We are really destined to meet Miss Tang several times."

Tang Xinyu carried the handbag and squinted into the elevator: "I'm going up, won't Wang Dong go out?"

Wang Dong stroked his thin-rimmed eyes and blocked the elevator door: "Miss Tang, it's embarrassing to hurt Mo Shao at the ski resort. I urge Miss Tang to take the time to talk to me about compensation."

Tang Xinyu looked at the light in Wang Dong's eyes and smiled: "Go to the restaurant, I just have a meal to take."

Tang Xinyu took the lead out of the elevator, entered the restaurant, and chose a more secluded place to sit down.

Wang Dong pulled the chair opposite Tang Xinyu into the seat and looked around: "I didn't even know that the restaurant in this hotel has such a good view."

Tang Xinyu's finger touched the desktop: "Wang Dong, did you find an excuse to talk about compensation? Didn't you want to avoid Mo Yifan by all means and tell me something? Don't you say it now?"

Wang Dongmulu appreciated: "Sure enough, nothing can hide Ms. Tang's eyes."

Tang Xinyu endured impatience and looked at the time on his watch: "Don't flatter yourself. If you talk about it again and again, I will go."

Wang Dong had a good time: "Miss Tang, you married Mo Shao so hurriedly. How much do you know about his past? You should ask me more about Mo Shao's past before getting married. I dare to guarantee that even Chu Less is not as much as I know. "

Tang Xinyu spread his hands: "It's a shame, I'm married, and the facts can't be changed anymore. It seems that our conversation is not necessary today."

After speaking, Tang Xinyu will get up and leave.

Wang Dong took a photo from his jacket pocket and placed it on the dining table, successfully stopping Tang Xinyu from leaving.

There are two people in the photo, standing in front of a characteristic building, it seems that the location of the photo is abroad.

One is Mo Yifan, the other is a young and beautiful girl, Tang Xinyu has not seen.

Mo Yifan looked at the camera with a slight pick at the corner of his mouth, and the girl beside him looked at him sideways with a sweet smile. With this alone, Tang Xinyu had an intuition, what story does this girl have with Mo Yifan.

Wang Dong ’s reaction to Tang Xinyu was expected: “Miss Tang, I really hope you do n’t be deceived by Mo Shao. The girl in the photo becomes stepping stone for Mo Shao ’s success. A piece of tens of thousands of stepping stones? Especially ... "

Wang Dong aggravated the tone: "Especially behind Miss Tang is the Lin family. This is Mo Shao's powerful help in the Mo's struggle for power."

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