The Seventh Bride of President

Just after dressing up, sister Hua's sharp, thin and full of surprises voice came up: "ouch, my little ancestor, you're back. Sister Hua misses you so much..."

On one side of her head, she saw Chu Chuyan following Mo Siyu. Her fingers habitually wanted to touch each other's face: "this handsome childe is the future uncle."

Before she reached out, she suddenly remembered something. Sister Hua's orchid finger turned and fell on Chu Chuyan's shoulder. She brushed the dust that didn't exist on him. "The eldest lady has a good eye. My uncle looks so handsome. Go upstairs quickly. Your godfather is waiting for you. I'll bring you some food."

Chu Chuyan took out a gift box from his arms and handed it to sister Hua: "aunt Hua, this is what Siyu and I gave you."

Mosiyu glanced at Chu Chuyan in surprise. Unexpectedly, he even prepared sister Hua's gifts carefully.

Sister Hua happily accepted, "thank you, thank you."

While greeting them upstairs, he urged the boys in the teahouse to go to the back kitchen to deliver the prepared food. He was busy before and after

After sister Hua left, Mo Siyu lowered her voice, "I ordered the housekeeper of the house to send these people's gifts last night. I didn't expect you to prepare another one today."

Chu Chu's smile was as gentle as jade: "it's not strange that many people are polite. What's more, it's also the first time to meet."

The voice fell. Eleven had reached the stairs and welcomed them to the reception hall. Chi Yebai seemed very busy and was closing the first roll of books in his hand.

As soon as she stepped into the reception hall, Mo Siyu noticed something wrong. Her eyes were strange. She blinked and looked around. She found that the portraits of ladies who used to flirt on the wall had disappeared and had been replaced with calligraphy and paintings of famous artists. There was an extra desk in the reception hall, which was filled with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a row of cabinets on the wall, There are all kinds of books in a mess

The only thing that can be seen that there are traces of late night white in this room is the bright red robe on late night white himself, which is still gorgeous and in full swing.

Chi Yebai restrained his inner excitement and tried to make himself calm, flattered or disgraced. He just stood up and looked at them, nodded to Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan

But when he saw Chu Chuyan's sky blue robe, he began to be annoyed. He secretly called it a mistake in his heart. It turned out that scholars liked those simple and elegant colors. Thanks to him, he replaced them. At that time, he felt that the big red robe looked frivolous and publicized a lot

Just wondering whether to go inside and change his clothes again, Mo Siyu rushed towards him as he was when he was a child, put his hands around his neck, jumped into his arms, hugged him tightly, and screamed at his adoptive father and Godfather, Then he was tired of him: "I really miss you so much. Before leaving Jincheng, you went out with aunt Xi and didn't have time to say goodbye to you..."

Mo Lingyuan is too serious. Mo Siyu respects her biological father and doesn't dare to be coquettish. Instead, she has been spoiled like a three-year-old child in front of Chi Yebai, who has no bottom line to indulge her.

Chi Yebai pretended to be serious for such a long time and suddenly broke the defense, but he still pretended to be reserved and patted Mo Siyu on the back, blaming him: "you child, are people who are about to get married. Why are you still the same as when you were a child? You are not big or small in front of your adoptive father. Sit down quickly..."