In January, the weather is cold and windy, especially in recent years. The cold wind blowing from the small outdoor balcony makes people feel cold after standing for a short time.

Song Yixue holds her arms and her white face is stiff by the wind. She raises a pair of innocent eyes and looks at Mo Yuhan quietly.

"Don't you feel cold, brother? I can't stand it. "

Song Yixue doesn't understand why Mo Yuhan has to talk to each other.

Since there is no heating here and the temperature is still so low, it's hard to stand for a while.

"You have something important to say now."

Mo Yuhan is not afraid of cold. Moreover, the weather in Qingcheng is much warmer than that in foreign countries.

"Brother, in fact, I want to tell you that although you are very kind to me and feel very warm here, I still feel bad about it."

Song Yixue's voice is soft and waxy. She looks at Mo Yuhan cleverly and sounds like a very sensible person.

"So?" He asked two words coldly, meaning waiting for song Yixue's following.

"Although Ganma let me live in peace of mind, I don't have to worry and worry about anything, but I'm a stranger after all Living like this is not free from gossip. "

Song Yixue's meaning of saying this is to stab her secretly and say that others are talking about her behind her back. She wants Mo Yuhan to comfort her a few words.

"Brother, I think I'd better go out to work and pay the living expenses every month, OK?"

Her voice was pitiful, her eyebrows and eyes were full of trial and caution, like a poor and helpless little girl.

General men hear such sensible words, can not help but feel heartache.

The Mo family has a great cause, so it is not a problem to raise more people.

However, when song Yixue said this, Mo Yuhan pondered for a moment.

If she refused, it would hurt her self-esteem.

"If you want to do this, I will not stop you."

Mo Yuhan's reply is very cold, the tone of the speech can not hear the change of mood.

Song Yixue is stunned for a moment, but he never thought that Mo Yuhan would agree with her

Originally she thought that Mo Yuhan would ask who was running on her and who was gossiping behind her back.

Otherwise, she should not worry too much, and she will not really be asked to pay the living expenses.

Mo Yuhan is so rich. Do you really care about that money?

Song Yixue bit her lip and felt as if she had dug a hole for herself.

If I had known it, I would not have been sensible and obedient.

"Anything else?"

Mo Yuhan asked again, as if in a hurry to leave.

Although song Yixue is frozen here, she is reluctant to leave immediately.

It's hard to get along with Mo Yuhan. Of course, she doesn't want to get along so fast.

"Nothing, brother. When I see you, I still feel the same as before. When my parents are still there, they always let me learn from you. I always regard you as my example. As long as you will, I will follow suit. But my brother is so good that I can't reach one tenth of you even if I study hard."

"You don't have enough talent. You don't have to be forced."

Song Yixue listened to Mo Yuhan's words, her face sank and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

She doesn't know whether Mo Yuhan really can't comfort people, or deliberately said so.

Praise for Mo Yuhan, is not to play a role at all.

"In spite of this, I still have to work hard. I can't lose face to my brother. I'm stupid. I have to trouble my brother to give advice on many things. Don't be bothered by me."

Song Yixue said humbly to Mo Yuhan, while rubbing her hands.

The weather is so unfriendly that song Yixue can't bear to talk to Mo Yuhan more.

"Your sister-in-law has rich social experience and experience. You can ask her what you don't understand."

Mo Yuhan's mild refusal seemed to pour cold water on her head again.

"My sister's work seems very busy, and I'm sorry to disturb her..."

"She's very nice. You don't have to worry."

Song Yixue coagulated her eyebrows again. She thought Mo Yuhan would not praise others.

Seeing a glimmer of soft light flashing through his eyes, he found that only when he mentioned the beginning of the time, could he have such an expression.

Song Yixue didn't quite understand that there was something extraordinary at the beginning of the time that could make Mo Yuhan treat him in such a special way?

"Brother, I want to know how you are with your sister I didn't mean anything else, just curious, thinking about who my brother had never done this to It's a bit unexpected. "

Since it is already beginning to be abused, song Yixue might as well understand it more clearly.

Mo Yuhan thought about song Yixue's question seriously. He looked at the night in the distance and said faintly, "love at first sight."Love at first sight, song Yixue had to doubt its authenticity.

It's really difficult to connect these four words with Mo Yuhan, who is so calm and restrained.

What's more, for a man of his status, he should not select his wife at all levels and make a decision after comparing his family background with various comprehensive strengths.

Love at first sight?

Song Yixue finds it hard to accept.

She had thought that something like this could not have happened to him.

"I didn't expect that my brother fell in love with my sister at first sight. I envy your feelings."

Song Yixue said that at last, she didn't know what to say to Mo Yuhan. She watched her leave from the balcony.

She was so cold that her hands were still stiff when she returned to the room. She called the servant and her face was not very good.

"Miss Song, what can I do for you?"

The servant looks at Song Yixue blankly. After being teased by her before, she is very careful now.

"You get closer." Song Yixue looked at the timid appearance of the servant, and her voice sounded slowly and leisurely.

The servant watched song Yixue nervously and moved towards her slowly.

"Open your clothes."

"Ah?"

"No?"

The servant is very muddled by song Yixue's words, and asks her to open her clothes for what?

But she did not dare to refuse or offend, so she opened her clothes under the order of song Yixue and revealed her belly.

Then song Yixue covered her stomach with her cold palms. The servant almost jumped up with ice.

"If you dare to run, don't stay in Mo's house. After all, I don't like disobedient dogs."

Song Yixue spoke slowly, which made her scalp numb.

The servant has never seen such a thing. Song Yixue looks warm and soft. She doesn't seem to have such a hobby.

This human body heater, no matter how much faster than the machine, more importantly, song Yixue is happy to see other people's painful expression.