How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Mo Yang parked the car in front of the school gate, comforted the old man, and walked towards the teaching building with his long legs.

He didn't send a message to Hongxuan in advance, and he walked around the university campus with a face that would attract everyone's attention at any time.

It was not until he went downstairs that Mo Yang slowly sent him a message.

"Ayang?!"

As soon as Ji Hongxuan went downstairs, he saw Mo Yang standing at the door.

Many people passing by were either secretly glancing at it or taking out their phones to take pictures.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you waiting for me at the school gate?"

Ji Hongxuan really didn't like Mo Yang being watched by so many people.

This is his little man. If others look at him for a second longer, Ji Hongxuan thinks they want to steal the little man away with a sack.

"I'm here to pick you up, don't you like it?"

Mo Yang looked as if he had been hit and wronged, and Ji Hongxuan lost his temper instantly.

"I don't dislike you, Ayang, I just don't want others to stare at you like this."

Ji Hongxuan walked up to Mo Yang and hugged him, rubbing his head. When he got close to Mo Yang's ear, he whispered,

"Don't look at anyone else, or I'll kiss you now."

Mo Yang was so amused by Ji Hongxuan's words that he couldn't suppress the smile.

But there are too many people here now, and he doesn't want others to see Hongxuan being affectionate with him.

"They are looking at you too, Hongxuan. I don't like the way they look at you either."

Mo Yang did it on purpose.

Hongxuan attracted so many people at the welcome party yesterday, I wonder how many people became interested in it.

The reason he came here today was to let Hongxuan know his feelings and to stop other people from having such thoughts.

"Hongxuan, don't be angry, I'm only looking at you."

Mo Yang stretched out his hand towards Ji Hongxuan with smiling eyes, and spread out his palm, with the peace locket lying in the palm of his hand.

"safety button?"

Ji Hongxuan subconsciously raised his hand to cover his collarbone, "Why do you always steal my things?"

Mo Yangji naturally walked behind Hongxuan and put the peace locket on him. Ji Hongxuan lowered his head obediently.

"I was the one who gave them to Hongxuan, so now I can't even take them?"

“Are you taking this?

Taking something without asking is considered stealing. Whether it's the envelope or the peace locket, or the thousands of photos in your phone, they are all mine, and you use them with a clear conscience."

During class today, Ji Hongxuan did nothing else but look at Mo Yang's cell phone album.

There are more than 3,000 photos in total, from junior high school to high school and college, Ji Hongxuan of every age, at different times, and with various expressions.

Ji Hongxuan even suspected that during these eight years, Mo Yang had gone abroad to study, or was hiding somewhere to spy on him!

But it is a fact that Mo Yang went abroad. It is hard for Ji Hongxuan to imagine what kind of mood Mo Yang was in when he looked through his photos when he was abroad.

Probably, just like me, thinking about it very much every day, right?

Ji Hongxuan suddenly felt relieved.

So what if we haven’t seen each other for eight years?

Mo Yang has him in his heart, and he knows to find him the first time he comes back. That's enough.

The two of them are so connected in mind that they don't even need to say anything extra. Just one look is enough to tell that they both belong to each other.

The two of them stood at the entrance of the teaching building, looking at each other as if no one was around. Their eyes were so piercing that no one outside could get a word in.

"Senior Hongxuan?"

However, there are always some people who don't understand romance.

A tentative voice came from behind Ji Hongxuan.

"Senior, I'm Mo Hui, do you still remember me?"

Mo Hui looked at Ji Hongxuan cautiously with a bright smile on his lips.

But when she saw Ji Hongxuan turning around with a cold face, the smile froze on her face.

Why does Senior Hongxuan look at him as if he were an enemy?

Even if Senior Hongxuan is aloof and difficult to win over, he wouldn't treat his suitors as enemies, right?

"Mo Hui?" Ji Hongxuan said in a cold voice, "Can't you see I'm talking to my brother?"

Mo Hui's father is Mo Yijie, and his whole family is the murderer who killed Mo Yang's parents.

If Mo Yang hadn't been lucky, maybe even he...

When Ji Hongxuan thought about the possibility that Mo Yang might have died in a car accident when he was ten years old, it was difficult for him to have a good face towards Mo Hui.

Mo Hui looked behind Ji Hongxuan and felt familiar with him at first glance.

"Ayang? Are you Ayang?"

Mo Hui was so shocked by his own thoughts that his face turned pale.

He took a step forward and tentatively extended his hand towards Mo Yang, but was blocked by Ji Hongxuan.

"Ayang?

you are still alive?

Why don't you go home?

Where have you been all these years?

I, we all miss you very much..."

As Mo Hui spoke, his eyes gradually turned red.

It doesn't look like he's pretending, but Ji Hongxuan doesn't like it.

Mo Hui's father caused Mo Yang to lose his parents when he was young. Who is he showing this appearance to now?

[Immortal Lord, Mo Hui has sent him, but he is unaware.]

Xiao Qi in the sea of ​​consciousness sighed.

[Let’s not talk about other things. Mo Yijie protected this son very well and raised him very well. Mo Hui didn’t know anything about the dirty things Mo Yijie did. ]

"So what? Should I continue my brotherhood with him?"

Mo Yang doesn't have the time for that.

He doesn't care about anyone except Hongxuan. Even revenge is just to fulfill the original owner's long-cherished wish.

What's more, Mo Hui is the son of the enemy.

Mo Yang didn't even glance at Mo Hui, and tugged at Ji Hongxuan's sleeve.

"Hongxuan, my grandfather is still waiting in the car at the door, let's go."

"What? Grandpa?! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Ji Hongxuan was really impressed by Mo Yang's indifferent character.

He made his elders wait in the car for so long, and yet he still had the leisure to chat about random things.

"I'll settle the score with you when I get home!"

Ji Hongxuan glanced at Mo Yang unhappily, interlocked his fingers with him, and led the person out in full view of everyone.

"Ayang!" Mo Hui didn't plan to give up, "What's wrong with you? Don't you remember me? I'm your brother!"

Mo Hui is half a year older than Mo Yang. They grew up together and are each other's only playmates in the Mo family.

Because they were of similar age, Mo Yang was reluctant to call Mo Hui "brother" at first.

It was Mr. Mo who came up with the idea and added a small word, then Mo Yang started to speak, calling him "little brother" all day long.

Every time he heard this name, Mo Hui pouted and looked helpless.

But because of this name, Mo Hui has always treated Mo Yang as his younger brother.

But now, Mo Yang seemed to not even recognize himself...

"Mo Hui," Ji Hongxuan stopped, "Mo Yang is mine. From now on, he will have nothing to do with you and Mo Yijie."

Even if there is, they are enemies.

After saying that, he pulled Mo Yang away.

Mo Yang has grown up now and no longer needs to avoid Mo Yijie everywhere.

Besides, Ji Hongxuan will definitely protect him.

"Don't be afraid, Ayang. I will protect you."

Seeing that Mo Yang kept his head down all the way, Ji Hongxuan thought that he was worried, so he pulled Mo Yang's hand with heartache and pecked the back of his hand gently.

"Then Hongxuan must protect me."

When Mo Yang looked up, he realized that the boy had a smile in his eyes and didn't look worried at all!

"You, rogue!"

Ji Hongxuan shook off Mo Yang's hand with some blushing, and opened the back door to get in the car.

As soon as he opened it, he met Mo Yaoqing's gaze which was looking straight at him.

"grandfather!"

Ji Hongxuan's voice was a little unsteady.

Mo Yaoqing is Mo Yang's elder. When Ji Hongxuan thought of this, his heartbeat began to accelerate.

"Well, hello, granddaughter-in-law, please sit down."

As he spoke, Mo Yaoqing even moved, trying to make more space for his grandson's wife.

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