"Um?"

"I like, let's have a baby next." Wei Junmo's voice rang in a low voice. Nangong Mo raised his head and his warm lips fell to his lips.

"Hey... don't, now..." Is it time to have a baby? Has someone forgotten that he is just a small family in the army that cannot be smaller?

"Wuxia, I want a child." Mr. Wei looked at her, his purple eyes were quiet.

"..." Nangong Mo gritted his teeth, "I don't have the final say in the child!"

"We all work hard and have it." Mr. Wei's voice had a faint smile. Before someone could come back to his senses, his lips were sealed again. Soon, all his reason was burned away by someone's sudden enthusiasm. The spring in the quiet courtyard was full of spring.

Early in the morning, Mr. Wei didn't know where to go. Nangong Mo got up and finished washing up. He heard the ethereal sound of piano outside the yard. On the whim, he walked out of the yard and walked along the direction of the piano. On the edge of a cliff in the back mountain, Mr. Xiange sat on the edge of a cliff in white clothes and played the piano. Looking from a distance, there was a mist behind him. Mr. Xiange was as white as snow and black as clouds, as if he was about to return.

At the end of the song, Mr. Xiange raised his head and looked at Nangong Mo's standing place, and said lightly: "Since you are here, come here, why are you standing there?"

Nangong Mo smiled and said, "I can't bear to disturb you when I see my senior brother so leisurely."

Young Master Xiange sneered, obviously disagreed with her words. He raised his eyebrows and said, "How can I be as free as you? The battlefield and military camps are not left." Nangong Mo said innocently with a slap in his eyes: "Senior Brother, are you blamed me for not taking you to play with? You are unwilling to do so." Young Master Xiange has always been wandering around the world and is not even willing to deal with people from the court.

Master Xiange disdained, "I don't want to ask for trouble. The royal people have always been mean and ruthless. Be careful."

Nangong Mo shrugged and sighed, "I have learned it." If it weren't for Xiao Qianye, could they have rushed to Youzhou? Mr. Xiange said lightly, "You know what I'm talking about." Nangong Mo sighed and walked to Mr. Xiange to sit down. The fog in the morning had not dissipated, and looking at the foot of the mountain, it seemed as if there was a layer of faint gauze.

"Senior brother, I understand what you mean. But... I think too much about being a human being because some are unnecessary. If you don't have someone you trust in life, what else is it?"

Young Master Xiange rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "Are you not a human? Master and uncle are not human?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Nangong Mo looked at Mr. Xiange with some concern. Master and uncle had never told her about her senior brother's life experience, and she was not allowed to ask. But she could guess some of it. Senior brothers have been playing in the world over the years. After all,... in fact, they were hurt too deeply and were unwilling to think about anyone except their family members. However, according to the master, the senior brother was picked up by them in their infancy. She really couldn't understand what kind of thing was that the senior brother was not only unable to let go of his feelings but also unwilling to believe in the world.

Young Master Xiange seems to be elegant and outsmart, but in fact he is particularly alienated to anyone. Except for the family of three, Xiange never has a close relationship with anyone.

Young Master Xiange patted her forehead angrily and said, "What do you know about little girl? I'm fine with your senior brother. As long as you don't always make some messy things to bother me."

Nangong Mo said sincerely: "Senior Brother, do you really not consider finding a teacher's sister-in-law?"

"Like you?" Mr. Xiange said authentically.

Nangong Mo was unhappy, "What's wrong with me like this? I'm good-looking, good martial arts, good medical skills, virtuous, filial, skillful, and understanding. Can you find me like this? Is it your blessing to find someone like me?" Mr. Xiange vomited, "Mo'er, although you are my junior sister, but... the senior brother still wants to tell you. Do you want to be shameless? You are still embarrassed to say virtuous? When will you marry a young man for Wei Junmo and come to say this to me? That is, Wei Junmo's wood will not appreciate women at all, so he will be wholeheartedly dedicated to you. By the way, in his eyes, you shouldn't be no different from a piece of wood, right? Since it's all wood, one piece is enough, so naturally I won't want to pile up wood at home. Haha..."

"Shin, song!" Nangong Mo was furious.

Unfortunately, Mr. Xiange had already stood up and retreated, "Did I bet you, and I was so angry?"

"You'd better pray that you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life!" Nangong Mo said gritting his teeth.

"Thank you for your blessings, I will work hard." Mr. Xiange smiled and waved to Nangong Mo and said, "Okay, don't act like a tigress, be careful to scare Wei Junmo. You can enjoy the fog slowly, senior brother will go back to have dinner first... Hum? Wei Junmo, what are you doing?!"

Young Master Xiange, who was about to turn around, almost bumped into the person behind him. He quickly wanted to dodge, but someone plotted against him and almost fell to the ground.

Mr. Wei stood in front of him at some point, looking at Xian Ge who was standing firmly holding the tree trunk with a calm expression, "I just want to tell my senior brother that Wuxia is my wife, not wood. What you are in your hand is wood." Mr. Xian Ge couldn't help but gritted his teeth. If it weren't really possible, he would want to beat the man in front of him. Can't you stand up and I'm joking with my junior sister?!

Mr. Wei looked at him calmly: I don’t understand.

Young Master Xiange looked at Nangong Mo angrily: Look, this is your good husband.

Nangong Mo pursed his lips and smiled slightly, walked over to Wei Junmo and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"

"Look for you." Wei Junmo said, looking sideways at Mr. Xian Ge who was holding the trunk next to him: Are you leaving yet?

Mr. Xiange sneered in his heart, and I won’t leave yet! He released the tree trunk gracefully, Mr. Xiange looked at Nangong Mo and sighed: “Mo’er, senior brother has recently compiled a new song. Please look back and see if there is anything wrong with me?”

"Okay." Nangong Mo nodded with a smile. Although her piano skills can only be considered average, no one will refuse beautiful music. Although the sound of the senior brother's piano is sometimes a bit uncomfortable, it is still very good most of the time. Moreover, when she was in Danyang, her senior brother was always the first to come to her to listen to the song.

Master Xiange smiled, "That's great. Since you left, every time you play the piano, I always feel that something is missing. Now when I think about it, it's better to have you dancing a sword with my piano sound."

Nangong Mo was a little confused. When did the senior brother like her sword dancing? Didn’t the senior brother say that her sword technique is always murderous and conflict with his fairy voice?
Chapter completed!