The Rebirth of the National Goddess

"What a good boy! Go back and do your homework." Mo Qingyi showed a kind smile like an old mother, tiptoed, and touched Chu Xiu's head. The soft and cute boy can always arouse the girl's desire Motherhood shines.

Chu Xiu is only thirteen years old this year, and she is nearly 1.7 meters tall, making Mo Qingyi, who is 1.6 meters tall, look extraordinarily petite.

"Then I'm leaving!" Chu Xiu blushed and ran away like the wind.

A thirteen-year-old boy already has the concept of men and women in his mind.

Some students in their class even started to fall in love with each other early.

During the break, many students stuffed him with love letters.

Mo Qingyi, a young and beautiful girl, was so close to him, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Jin, let's go." Mo Qingyi took Chu Jin's arm, and the two walked into the back garden together.

"Nine sisters-in-law and nine sisters-in-law," Duanmuzhe who was next to him ran over, "I'll accompany you guys to make a snowman, I'm not bragging, I'm very good at making snowmen!"

Chu Jin smiled slightly, "Welcome."

Mo Qingyi kicked it directly, and said with a coquettish smile, "You are everywhere."

Duanmuzhe didn't dodge it, and took the kick firmly.

The three of them walked into the back garden together.

As soon as he walked out the door, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, everything was completely silent, and the scene was extraordinarily spectacular.

Mr. Mo, who was reading documents in the study upstairs, saw the three people making snowmen in the garden downstairs, and felt that he could not let his wife be left alone, so he picked up the coat on the hanger, put it on and walked downstairs go.

In the living room, Mrs. Mo was chatting with Zhao Xian while eating melon seeds.

The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and there were smiles on their faces.

Seeing Mo Zhixuan hurrying downstairs, Mrs. Mo asked, "Zhixuan, are you still going to the company so late?"

"No." Mo Zhixuan said succinctly, he was tall and long-legged, with a coat draped over his body, the hem of the clothes fluttering in the wind, he looked extraordinarily stylish and full of aura!

Like an emperor looking down on the world.

It's breathtaking.

"Then where are you going in such a hurry?" In Mrs. Mo's impression, only work matters would make Mo Zhixuan so concerned.

Since he wasn't going to the company, where else could he go?

It's a big night.

Mrs. Mo frowned slightly.

Mo Zhixuan walked outside and said, "I'm going to build a snowman."

Mrs. Mo: "..."

Ah hello!

Isn't she deaf?

What did Mo Zhixuan just say? Build, build a snowman?

son!

You come back, this doesn't match your personality!

Mrs. Mo couldn't believe it and turned to look at Zhao Xian beside her, and said in disbelief, "Dear family, did you hear clearly what Zhixuan just said?"

Zhao Xian turned around with a smile, "It seems that he is going to push the snowman, right? Let's go, in-laws, let's go and have a look."

When the words fell, Zhao Xuan got up and pulled Mrs. Mo out,

She is not Mrs. Mo, she doesn't know Mo Zhixuan's temperament in the past, and she doesn't know that Mo Zhixuan is sitting on a cold iceberg, she only thinks that Mo Zhixuan is a gentle and friendly junior, so, regarding Mo Zhixuan's words, The reaction was weak.

In addition, Zhao Xian has been lying on the hospital bed for so many years, even though he has lost his memory now, deep down, he still yearns for freedom.

I also like to be lively, and I prefer places with a lot of people.

And after getting along with each other during this period of time, Zhao Xuan has already treated the Mo family as his own family.

Although she has amnesia, she is not stupid and can tell who is good to her.

The two old sisters get along very well together.

The garden of Mo's family is very big, the garden is snow-white, and there are many snowflakes. Only a few figures in the distance are throwing snowballs at each other, and the four of them are together, laughing.

The proud red plums are open to the snow.

There is still a faint smell of plum fragrance in the air.

The greatest happiness of the old man is to see the happiness of his children. At this time, Zhao Xian and Mrs. Mo stood together, looking at the distance, with a faint smile on the corner of their mouths.

"Brother Jin! Throw me away! I want revenge!" Mo Qingyi grabbed a handful of snow and threw it in Chu Jin's direction.

Chu Jin smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull Mo Zhixuan who was beside him.

With a 'snap', a ball of snow mercilessly hit Mr. Mo's chest.

Mo Qingyi stuck out her tongue in embarrassment...

Then a cloud of snow flew from nowhere, and hit Chu Jin with a 'slap'.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

All kinds of snowballs flew around.

Even the old-fashioned Mr. Mo went crazy along with him.

"Duanmu Xiaosi, you're done!" Mo Qingyi gritted his teeth, held up a snowball, and chased Duanmuzhe in the snow furiously.

"It's not me, it's not me!" Duanmuzhe raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Sister-in-law Jiu threw it!"

call out--

A ball of snowball hit Duanmuzhe's head.

After playing for a while, probably feeling tired, Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi just lay down in the snow.

"Ah!" Mo Qingyi exhaled hot air, "It's so cool! Brother Jin, this year is the happiest I've ever lived!"

"Me too." Chu Jin responded to her with a smile.

When she was Qin Jie in her previous life, she never had such a happy time. At that time, there were only her and her grandmother in the family. In order to support the family, she learned how to do business at a very young age.

The whole childhood and teenage years are dark and dark.

Later, after marrying Shen Lingtian, living in his deceit all day, what happiness is there?

Now, she is genuine and happy, and this kind of happiness overflows from the bottom of her heart.

After meeting Mr. Mo, she lived a very fulfilling life every day.

"Let's make a snowman?" Mo Qingyi suggested, they were out to make a snowman themselves, who knew that if they piled up halfway, it would become a snowball fight!

The snowman, which had retreated nearly half, was also destroyed.

"Okay," Chu Jin got up from the snow and patted the snow on his body.

As soon as she stood up, someone came up behind her and gently put the cloak in her hand on her body. In an instant, a warm current enveloped her.

This is a fiery red long cloak, the length reaches Chu Jin's heels, and she is used to seeing her wearing light-colored clothes. The first time he saw her wearing red clothes, Mo Zhixuan almost couldn't react.

The bright red complemented her already fair skin. At this moment, it was as white as a piece of jade, flawless and translucent. A pair of sparkling peach eyes were exquisite and incomparable. The red lips were not naturally red, just matching the color of the cloak. connect with each other.

The beauty is as if it comes from a painting, making people breathless.

It's completely different from Zheng Chuyi's beauty, and it's completely incomparable.

her beauty.

Publicity, bright, unparalleled!

"Put on more, don't freeze." After a while, Mo Zhixuan finally realized, and a deep voice sounded from above her head.

Chu Jin curled his lips slightly, "Wear more, don't freeze." This sentence is definitely the one that Mr. Mo said the most today.

Just like the catchphrase on the Internet, "Your mother thinks you are cold."

Chu Jin reached out to untie the strap on the cloak, "I'm not cold."

But Mo Zhixuan stopped her movement, and even put the hat on the cloak on her head, "Don't take it off if it's not cold, it's not a bad thing to wear more clothes."

Uh... Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, Mr. Mo's tone became more and more like a kind old father.

Seeing Mo Zhixuan's insistence, Chu Jin had no choice but to put on a cloak to build a snowman.

Mo Zhixuan stared blankly at that person's back, took out his phone from his pocket, and took a photo of her back.

In the photo, she is wearing a red cloak, walking in the snow, her slender back is like a proud red plum.

Make the sun, moon and stars dim.

It seemed that there was only one of her left in the world.

Just a back view can make people daydream extremely.

Mo Qingyi was also dumbfounded.

I have to say, such Chu Jin is really amazing!

How could there be such an evildoer as Brother Jin in the world!

Not only does it make a man fall in love, but a real woman like her is very excited! There were ripples in my heart!

Duanmuzhe squinted his eyes slightly, took off his coat calmly, and put it on Mo Qingyi.

Mo Qingyi was taken aback by his sudden movement, "Duanmu Xiaosi, what are you doing?"

"Care for the underage girls of the motherland," Duanmuzhe raised his eyebrows slightly, "Can't you see it?"

"You still have a little conscience." Mo Qingyi wrapped her coat tightly around her body and snorted softly.

"It's as if I've never had a conscience..." Duanmuzhe said in a speechless voice.

"Hehe," Mo Qingyi sneered, "It's as if you had a heart before." She was talking about heart, not conscience, and when she finished speaking, Mo Qingyi turned and ran to Chu Jin.

"Brother Jin, I'm here to help you..."

A gleam of light flashed in Duanmuzhe's eyes. Just now, he seemed to have caught something in Mo Qingyi's words.

Was it Mo Qingyi's hint to him?

Or his delusion?

Thinking of this, Duanmuzhe strode over, stretched out his hand to grab Mo Qingyi's wrist, and tugged gently.

Mo Qingyi was pulled by this sudden force and lost his center of gravity, and fell heavily into Duanmuzhe's chest. An unfamiliar breath of male hormones came towards him, making Mo Qingyi feel dazed for a moment.

Only now did she truly realize that this Duanmu Zhe was so much taller than her.

From her point of view, Duanmu Zhe is quite...manly!

Suddenly talk about a vigorous love with the person in front of you.

But soon, Mo Qingyi realized that she couldn't continue to indulge in this strange feeling, she pushed Duanmu Zhe away suddenly, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Duanmu Xiaosi, why are you crazy?" ?”

"Aren't you stupid!" Duanmuzhe slapped Mo Qingyi's head, and said angrily, "Didn't you see Brother Jiu and Sister-in-law Jiu making love to each other? Why are you running over to join in the fun? "

This child, at a glance, knows that he is not flat!

The young couple are talking about life and ideals, did she use to be a light bulb?

"I'm going to build a snowman." Although Mo Qingyi knew she was wrong, she couldn't be too weak in front of Duanmuzhe, so she put her hands on her hips and said fiercely, "What's the matter with you? Mom!"

"Okay," Duanmuzhe smiled very good-naturedly, and stretched out his hand to grab Mo Qingyi's wrist, "Let's go over there, and I'll build a snowman with you."

After the words fell, he pulled Mo Qingyi to walk in another direction.

At this moment, Mo Qingyi only felt that Duanmuzhe's image in her mind had become completely taller. When she raised her eyes subconsciously, she saw a side face that was too clean, familiar yet strange, reflecting the light snow Light.

Heart pounding.

Mo Qingyi stared at him blankly, with little reason to refuse.

Can't help it.

A poem like this flashed in her mind: "Linglong dice and red beans, do you know the lovesickness in your bones?"

At this moment, she felt it very clearly.

She loved the boy in front of her deeply.

Today, coincides with the first snow.

I heard that on the day of Chuxue, if you are with the person you love, you will definitely grow old.

At just the right time, Duanmuzhe suddenly looked back and met those cat-like eyes. He opened his mouth slowly, with a bit of ear ringing in his seriousness, making it hard to tell the truth. He said: "Mo Xiaosan, Do you know the meaning of Chuxue?"

Mo Qingyi tried his best to calm himself down, pretending not to know anything, and said, "What's the meaning? I don't know, isn't it just snowing, what else could it mean?"

Does Duanmu Zhe mean the same thing as himself?

First snow = white head.

Duanmuzhe looked at her, laughed out loud, and rubbed her head, "The meaning is simple, it means you are a pig."

Mo Qingyi didn't take up his words, did he want to save himself some face?

Duanmu Zhe was a little distressed.

He's already talked about this part, why didn't she respond?

It seems that she still doesn't have herself in her heart.