After pondering for a while, Old Mrs. Zhou said, "Go, Achen, you have to take good care of Xixi. She is not alone now, and she still has one in her belly."

"I know."

"Our Zhou family has not been peaceful recently. I hope that everything will be calm after this incident." As he said that, Old Mrs. Zhou closed her eyes and muttered something.

Mo Xiran turned his head and looked at Zhou Yanchen, put his hand in his palm, and held it in the same place as him.

The next morning, they set out from the Zhou family.

Zhou Yanchen carried Mo Xiran, Fu Mingrui and Chu Zhouran in the same car.

As soon as the car drove not far from Zhou's house, a white Porsche was parked in front of him.

The two cars stopped, and Zhou Yanchen pushed open the door and got out.

At the same time, the white Porsche door was pushed open and the two got out of the car.

Shirai Castle and the popular texts.

"You?" Zhou Yanchen looked at them.

Sheng Xingwen smiled, "Of course I went with you."

His eyes fell on Shirai Castle, but the other party smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Yanchen nodded and turned back to the car.

"They?" Mo Xiran asked in surprise, "Do you want to go with us?"

Zhou Yanchen nodded, "Yes."

It takes about three transfers from Ancheng to Rongcheng, and it takes about three days.

If you drive directly, it will save a lot of time, which only takes about two days.

They couldn't wait, so they chose to drive over directly.

Taking a bus is the most boring thing, let alone taking a ride for two days and one night.

Zhou Yanchen held the steering wheel in both hands and looked at the little woman who was bored and swaying toward the scenery outside the window.

"What's the best thing about it?"

The male voice spoke lightly.

Mo Xiran smiled softly and turned to look at him: "If you don't look at this, what do you see?"

He narrowed his eyebrows and casually said, "Look at me."

Mo Xiran reacted and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This person is extremely narcissistic!

"Look at you, what's the good thing about you?"

Zhou Yanchen showed displeasure and snorted coldly, "Am I not as beautiful as this black mountain bag?"

Unable to help, Mo Xiran laughed out loud.

Not sure if he was teasing himself on purpose, but in short, she felt much more pleasant.

"Okay, it depends on you, Achen, you are much better than Shanbao."

He doesn't like this metaphor.

But she smiled, that's fine.

"Listen to the music." As he said that, he turned on the music.

The piano music flows out slowly, gently and gently.

Mo Xiran shrank his shoulders and yawned as he listened.

Suddenly, I remembered the past.

His lips curled up and he smiled calmly.

Mo Xiran found out and asked him: "Achen, why are you laughing at?"

Zhou Yanchen just smiled and didn't say anything.

Mo Xiran frowned and refused to give in, "Tell me quickly, why are you laughing at? Are you laughing at me? What's wrong with me?"

He whispered, "It's true that laughs at someone."

"Really laugh at me?" She glared and asked, "Why are you laughing at me?"

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her and said, "I remembered something."

"Um?"

"opera."

He only said three words and one location, and Mo Xiran understood what he was talking about.

"Stop talking!" said in annoyance. Her pretty face turned slightly red, and she was embarrassed to her grandma's house.

"President, you can still understand Italian, it's amazing."

He even remembered what she said at that time.

Well, what did he say at that time?

With a face that was paralyzed, he told her domineeringly, "This is French."

The shameful head was about to smoke, and Mo Xiran said fiercely: "Why are you remembering this for nothing? Boring."

After saying that, she pretended to be angry and turned her head to look out the car window again.

From the window, he saw her smiling face, and her heart was warm.

After not seeing her speak for a while, Zhou Yanchen snatched her fingers with one hand and asked softly: "Are you still angry?"

Mo Xiran was arrogant and ignored him.

Zhou Yanchen pinched her hand and slid his fingertips over her palm.

She pursed her lips and snorted: "Drive well and concentrate."

He smiled with a thin lips and clenched her hand.

Mo Xiran soon tangled with him and intertwined with him.

After driving on the road for more than four hours, Zhou Yanchen slowly slowed down and stopped.

The two cars behind also stopped.

Everyone got off the car and Fu Mingrui said, "There will be a rest stop for another hour. Where can I go to sit and eat something."

Several people nodded and agreed to his idea.

Before coming out, Zhou Yanxi filled Moxi with a few boxes of fresh fruits, and Zhou Yanchen took out a box for her to eat.

Mo Xiran took a few bites and fed them to Zhou Yanchen with his hands.

Zhou Yanchen refused and said softly: "You eat."

"Tsk tsk!" Fu Mingrui snorted coldly and chose not to watch.

This is simply a dog abuse.

No, no, of course, he doesn't admit that he is a dog.

Suddenly, I missed his little wood very much.

He took out his cell phone and ran aside to call Mu Mu.

Sheng Xingwen and Chu Zhouran also reported their safety to their little wife, while Baijingcheng walked far away and smoked silently.

After smoking a cigarette, someone patted his shoulder.

Turning his head, he curled his lips slightly, "What?"

Sheng Xingwen sighed and said to him: "When did you find one too? Aren't you so single?"

Shirai Castle's eyes flashed across someone as if nothing had happened, and she lowered her eyes and said, "This is good."

"Yingcheng."

"Some feelings are not something that can be let go just by letting go, and some people are not something that can be forgotten just by wanting to forget."

"Yingcheng, why do you have to?"

Shirai Cheng smiled warmly and beat Sheng Xingwen's shoulder, "Okay, I'll tease you. I won't be sad in front of you, and I promise you that if someone appears and treats all my injuries, I will move forward, how about it?"

Sheng Xingwen said in a deep voice: "It's best if this is the case, I'm afraid that this person has appeared and you will not admit it."

Unintentionally, it seems that I have said something.

Shirai Castle thought, maybe he went crazy at that moment.

Why does a tender little face appear in my mind?

That girl, who was eighteen years old and had to hang herself on his crooked tree.
To be continued...