Act out a play with me

  Before going to Mo Xie's room, Meng Chui went to Mo Yan's door and circled around. Unexpectedly, just as she arrived at the door and hadn't even peeked inside, she heard Mo Yan laughing from within, "Meng, please come in."

  The cicadas' cold sweat had all come down, how could these few children's hearing be so different from ordinary people? Maybe it was too quiet in this mountain valley?

  Misty cicada walked in with some embarrassment, "Mo Yan, I'm here to ask for your help."

  "You said." Mo Yan smiled warmly, but in that black shirt and pants, he seemed to be secretly surging with undercurrents.

  Meng Yan felt a bit embarrassed, "Before I met you and Mo Xiu, I was quite confident in myself, thinking that I could definitely help Mo Ye with his studies. After all, I'm the top scholarship winner at our school, so when Third Uncle invited me to come from afar, I thought it was probably because he knew about this... But after arriving and hearing about your good grades with Mo Xiu, I really have nothing to show for myself. Actually, having you and Mo Xiu is already enough to help Mo Ye with his studies, why would they need me?"

  Mo Yan raised an eyebrow.

  "My intention is certainly not to push this matter onto you and Mo Xiu. I understand that it's not easy to make Mo Xie study hard; besides, Mo Xie actually doesn't need anyone to give him extra lessons at all."

  Misty cicada took a deep breath and said, "What I want to ask for your help with is a personal matter."

  Mo Yan's eyes narrowed with interest, "What is it?"

  Moyu's expression was a bit difficult, and she was actually afraid that she would misunderstand herself. "... Moyan, after the railway is repaired, I will be leaving. Can you please help me rehearse a play in these few days before I leave?"

  Mo Ye was getting more and more out of line with her, she tried to think it was just a prank, but the prank had gone so far that he even forced a kiss on her - she and Jiang Yuanfeng had never been intimate like this before, and she was getting scared.

  She was never good at handling unexpected situations, and any sudden emotional outburst would leave her startled; let alone this time she was invited to tutor him, if Third Uncle found out that things had developed into such a scenario, what would the old man think of her?

  Mo Yan patiently listened to Meng Zhen's somewhat difficult expression, then smiled, stood up and walked in front of Meng Zhen, looked down at her with his eyes cast down, "Insect, you were originally supposed to be mine."

  His pupils were so dark they seemed to scorch, and Mo Yan's breathing even stopped, but he burst out laughing, "Haha, a literary giant is indeed a literary giant, you've entered the role so quickly! Mo Yan is just like that, your acting skills are amazing!" Mo Yan said as he hastily turned around and stepped out of the doorway, "I'll go give Mo Xie her lesson now."

  "Chong," Mo Yan suddenly followed out of the house, reached out and grasped Meng Zhen. In Meng Zhen's astonishment, he smiled and stretched out his hand to gently pick a fallen rose petal from her hair, then softly said, "Mm, you can go."

  Foam was shocked and ran down the stone steps, and when she looked up, she saw Mo Ye standing in front of her door, with a white-feathered red-beaked parrot perched on his arm. He seemed to be in a good mood, stroking the parrot's jade-white feathers and feeding it millet, but his black pupils fell coolly on her face.

  Look, Moxi is coming over. The magpie seems to be startled and flies up from Mo Xie's arm, pointing its red beak at Moxi as it flies over, shouting "You're dead meat, you're dead meat!"

  Mò xiān didn't have the energy to quarrel with a bird, and lazily raised his hand towards Mò Xié, "Hey little Xié, your complexion is really good today."

  He stroked his empty arm, sneering, "What's with the 'air'? Are you saying I'm angry? You love seeing me angry, don't you?"