Mo Yuanlian didn't say yes or no. He smiled softly, his laughter was pleasant, "Your hair is smooth."

"Well, I usually manage it."

"Hair is important to women and can add icing on the cake. Miss, how about I cut it above my waist?"

I asked him, "What's the specific?"

"Perhaps cut the length of a palm."

One palm is not long and very short.

"Add half a palm."

Then we were both silent. I stared at the firelight in a daze and mo Yuanlian cut her hair quietly behind me.

After a long time, I asked him, "It seems you can do anything."

"Well, I've done a lot of careers."

He once said this to me.

They all said that Yun Yi was born with a devastating personality and attacked regardless of right or wrong, so they all joined forces to pull him down from the high position to kill him, but now he is Mo Yuanlian.

A gentle and polite man.

I think Yunyi, who has lived again, cherishes his life very much, and everyone excludes him with his opinion of him.

I asked softly, "What are you now?"

He asked in a low voice: "Miss is interested in me?"

I shook my head, "I asked casually."

There was silence between us again.

At this time, Assistant Yin sent me a message, "Mrs. Xi, I don't know what Yunyi means. Are you okay?"

Mo Yuanlian does not restrict me from contacting the outside world.

Of course, I didn't let my people attack him.

Because he is not dangerous to me.

I replied to Assistant Yin, "Everything is fine. Don't tell Xi Zhan about this and make him worry. We will gather at the finish line the morning after tomorrow."

"Well, follow Mrs. Xi's instructions."

At the outside, Assistant Yin absolutely obeyed my orders.

Maybe Xi Zhan said hello to him.

Mo Yuanlian cut his hair for half an hour. After half an hour, I got up and looked in the rearview mirror of the car. His craftsmanship was very good, at least I think it was no different from the ones in the store.

We sat by the campfire and rested until nine o'clock in the evening before we were ready to eat something. The dry food he bought at the local area in the early morning was not used to the food, but fortunately there was bread and milk in the car.

I took a bottle of milk and handed it to him.

He took it and said thank you.

Mo Yuanlian was very taciturn. He didn't say anything as long as I didn't say anything or asked him anything. After eating the bread, I got in the car and lay in the back row to rest, while he was sitting by the campfire.

The Syrian night sky was quiet and surrounded by vast plateaus. The dim fire light set off his cheeks and looked lonely.

I feel that this man is lonely for no reason.

Especially lonely.

I sighed, why did you care about him?!

I sighed and closed my eyes to sleep.

I slept very steadily tonight, but I felt a vague sound of bells in my ears, which was very stable.

"Shi'er, I'm so lucky."

Is this a dream?

"Shi'er, when I heard that your parents died of an air crash, I planned to put down all the power and wealth in my hands and go back to Wucheng to accompany you. At that time, you were fourteen years old, just as beautiful as a flower. I want to leave the life of licking blood on the tip of a knife for many years and return to Wucheng to grow up with you in a plain manner. I want to be the man on your heart, and want to integrate me into your bones and blood. I really planned everything in the future, our future."

What's this sound?!

To whom did these words be said?

"Shi'er, I've always been a man who can pick it up and put it down and can see what I want. I'm not as unreasonable as they imagined. I'm just too casual and too powerful, so powerful that they don't allow me to quit, and they all united to bite me."

"Shi'er, they deprived me of the opportunity to go back to Wucheng to grow up with you, and now you are someone else's wife."

"Shi'er, please feel at ease."

And what can you feel at ease?!

I heard these words very clearly, but when I woke up the next day, I forgot everything and left nothing in my mind. I just vaguely remembered that I had a dream last night and forgot what a dream was.

I rubbed my head and stood up and opened the car door to see Mo Yuanlian sitting by the bonfire. The bonfire seemed to have never been extinguished.

I went over and asked him, "When will we go?"

"Yeah, right away."

Mo Yuanlian got up and walked around me into the driver's seat. I did not sit in the back, but sat in the passenger seat.

The degree of motion sickness here will be smaller, I hope my body can withstand it today.

I got in the car and opened the window and leaned my head on it. A small pillow was placed in the middle, which made it very comfortable to blow the air.

I was too silent all the way. When I passed by a town, Mo Yuanlian took me out of the car to replenish supplies and bought a bunch of dry food.

When I got back to the car, I felt so bored that I asked him, "How did you survive back then?"

"They were chased and killed and fell into the sea and saved a British man who drove a private yacht to play. At that time, he lost his memory and forgot everything. When he saw me, he took me in and saw me young. When he saw me, he sent me to study psychology. I have been studying and teaching in the UK for the past nine years."

"The memory you just recovered?"

He said with all his knowledge: "Well, I just recovered for three months."

I asked curiously: "How old were you in that year?"

"Twenty-three, three years older than your husband."

Mo Yuanlian is now thirty-two years old.

I said with an oh, "Young too."

"Well, you're over twenty-six this year, right?"

He suddenly asked me.

"Well, New Year's Eve birthday."

"Are the two twins cute?"

He suddenly became interested in my two children.

Perhaps because he told me the reason truthfully what I asked him, I answered readily when he asked me.

"Well, do you want to see the photos?"

He smiled slightly and asked warmly: "Is that OK?"

Mo Yuanlian is handsome, and the handsome man looks particularly good when he smiles. I took out my phone and flipped it out and handed it to him.

He took the phone and stared at it for a long time and said, "It looks very much like you."

I smiled and said, "Yeah, the girl is more like me."

"What is the nickname?"

"Big lion and little lion." I said.

"Um."

He returned the phone to me, and suddenly the atmosphere between us became softer, not like two enemies, but like two old friends going out for a trip together.

Mo Yuanlian is really different from the Yunyi mentioned by others. The Mo Yuanlian I know is really gentle in character.

But what he did to Shang Wei is vivid in his mind.

But he did right, after all, it was Shang Wei who caused trouble first.

I asked him casually, "Why do you say you don't have a wife? And are you often abused when you were young?"

"I told the lady that the person I like is married, she is very happy now, and I will not break her happiness now."
Chapter completed!