Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 159 Said, Do You Miss Me?

Mo Hanxuan dragged Tang Qianxia all the way to the lounge, and his pace was still hurried.

'Boom! Mo Hanxuan raised his foot and kicked open the door of the lounge, then pulled Tang Qianxia in and locked the door.

Mo Hanxuan pushed Tang Qianxia into a corner, put his hands on both sides of her head and bent down to look at her delicate face.

Tang Qianxia looked at Mo Hanxuan's deep eyes in a panic, moved her lips slightly and called his name softly: "Mo..."

Before she finished speaking, her lips were blocked by Mo Hanxuan.

outside the door...

Duan Youxun's fingers that had just raised his hand to knock on the door froze slightly, then slowly clenched into fists and retracted.

A trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes, he lowered his head and raised his lips in a self-deprecating sneer before turning and leaving.

Seeing Tang Qianxia's flushed face, Mo Hanxuan raised his lips and smiled, then let her go.

Tang Qian stared at Mo Hanxuan with a smirk on his face in front of him with a lack of oxygen in his brain.

"Mo Hanxuan, you...you bastard!" Tang Qianxia raised her little hand to hit Mo Hanxuan in anger and shame, and Mo Hanxuan grabbed her wrist and pulled her into her arms.

Putting an arm around her waist and looking down at Tang Qianxia's blushing face: "What? Are you angry? Huh?"

Tang Qianxia's little face 'swiped' even more red, she and Mo Hanxuan were so close, her heart was about to jump out nervously.

"You let me go."

Mo Hanxuan hugged her and walked to the dressing table, pressed her to sit down, then took off the cotton coat on her body and put it on for her.

"Tell me, do you miss me?" Mo Hanxuan came up to her and raised her chin to ask.

Tang Qianxia was forced to look at his small face with warmth, and stretched out her hand to push him away.

"Do not want to."

Mo Hanxuan reached out and rubbed her head: "But I miss you so much, what should I do?"

Tang Qianxia looked at him in astonishment, just now Mo Hanxuan said he missed her? !

It's strange why her heart suddenly beat so fast. Mo Hanxuan was wearing a white lapel handmade one-inch shirt, which was buttoned up to the neckline meticulously.

"Then...you just want to." Tang Qianxia blushed at his sight, and could only turn her head away from him in embarrassment.

Mo Hanxuan stared at her for a long time. He hadn't heard from her in Country A for the past few days. Tomorrow is the New Year's Day. In order to come back to spend the holiday with her, he pushed off all the rest of the work and came back early. As soon as he got off the plane, he rushed to the academy non-stop just to watch her perform.

God knows how much he misses her, but she doesn't seem to understand his intentions.

Mo Hanxuan lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to hold her little hand in his palm.

Tang Qianxia raised her head and looked at him, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight and tired after not seeing him for a few days.

"Come on, let's go home."

Mo Hanxuan pulled her to stand up. He had been watching her from the moment she came on the stage. When she got off the stage, he hurried to the backstage. He really wanted to hug her.

"Mo Hanxuan, didn't you say you would be busy until after New Year's Day?"

Mo Hanxuan looked at her sideways: "Master, I have already finished the work ahead of time, so I came back to see you idiot."

Tang Qianxia lowered her head and raised her lips to smile.

My heart is so warm.

She watched Mo Hanxuan hold her hand tightly, and slowly approached him and walked side by side with him.

There was no heating outside and Mo Hanxuan was only wearing a thin one-inch shirt.

"Are you cold?" Tang Qianxia looked up at him.

"It's cold, how about you give me a hug and I'll be warm." Mo Hanxuan raised his lips and eyes with a hint of pampering.

Tang Qianxia took off his clothes and stuffed them to him: "Hey, your clothes."

Mo Hanxuan looked at her wearing a thin long gray sweater with the skirt she wore when she performed just now.

Mo Hanxuan put on his clothes and opened his arms to hold her in his arms. It happened that his clothes were big enough to protect her from the wind.

"That way it won't be cold."

I don't know why Tang Qianxia's heart is warm and sweet, just like popcorn.

The street lamps stretched the shadows of the two people long, but the shadows of the two people overlapped. Tang Qianxia looked at the shadows of the two people and raised her lips and smiled.

Back to the Mo family.

Grandpa Mo and the others were already sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing.

Mo Hanxuan walked in holding Tang Qianxia's little hand, and the butler came up and took away Mo Hanxuan's clothes.

"Son, Qian Xia, you are back!" Mother Mo stared happily at the little hands they held tightly.

Tang Qianxia looked at the little hand holding Mo Hanxuan in embarrassment.

Mo Hanxuan led her to sit on the sofa: "Yes."

Mama Mo and Papa Mo looked at each other and smiled.

Inevitably a little relieved.

Grandpa Mo flipped through an old almanac and murmured in a low voice: "No, I have to quickly choose an auspicious day to get engaged to the two children!"

Tang Qianxia rubbed her little hands awkwardly and looked at Mo Hanxuan.

Really, just embarrassing.

"Qianxia, ​​how can you be so good?" Mother Mo clasped her hands together and looked at Tang Qianxia with a smile on her face.

"We just wanted to give you a surprise and left you at home alone, Qianxia, ​​don't be angry with us."

Tang Qianxia shook her head: "Why would I be angry with my uncle and aunt? You also have work to do."

"Do you like this surprise today?" Grandpa Mo smiled kindly.

Tang Qianxia nodded: "Well, I didn't expect that everyone would come to see my performance." She really didn't expect that everyone would be sitting in the audience watching her long ago.

My heart is really happy and warm.

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, Tang Qianxia called Papa Tang, but no one answered.

Tang Qianxia looked at the phone a little disappointed, it has been so long,

Why hasn't her father come back yet?
Tang Qianxia stood on the balcony and called Papa Tang, but no one answered.

Tang Qianxia put her phone aside in frustration and looked up at the dark night sky.

Mo Hanxuan pushed open the door of the balcony next door and came out to look at Tang Qianxia: "What's wrong?"

Tang Qianxia shook her head: "It's okay."

Mo Hanxuan walked slowly to her side and looked down at her, her long hair was blown up by the wind, she lowered her eyes and played with her fingers.

"Did you miss your dad?"

Tang Qianxia nodded her head with a faint cry: "I... I called him just now but he was not connected. I will go to New Year's Day tomorrow. I want to ask when he will come back..."

"You want to leave here?" Mo Hanxuan's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know why he was suddenly a little nervous. He was afraid that Tang Qianxia would leave here and him.

(End of this chapter)