"The old housekeeper has been with the princess twice, and I have seen it, and I am a good man."Fang Yao looked at the distant full immersion in the fun of skiing, "This world can be true to the Lord, it is difficult for a few people."A servant like the old housekeeper is the blessing of the Ningwang.You can see that the prince and the princess are very kind to the people."

"The old housekeeper is married to the princess, the natural relationship is thick..." Mo was about to say the old housekeeper's history, halfway, suddenly the sleeves were to be pulled, and then heard Fang Yao's excited voice.

“Look, look, Willie is laughing!”

Laughing?

He turned his head and looked over, only to see the corners of his mouth bent and his face smiling.This is a standard smile, under this smile, as if the cold and winter of the moon surged through the warm current, the sun shines, the earth is golden.Spring seems to come early, and the trees are blooming and blooming.

All the good things in the world gathered together at this moment, Fang Yao's excited lips.Even Mo was surprised: "Yes, I really laughed."

It is not easy to see the bright smile on his face.

How many years did the princess expect, and how much thought did Yaoer spend, and finally paid off.

"Hang, you can go faster, a little faster."Fang Yao put his hands on his lips to make a trumpet, shouting at the distant thousand thongs.

"I know."Chitose is an action, his mouth is still promising, the speed follows.

“Son, you’re sitting still, I’m going to speed up!”

He held his handrail tightly, and the smile on his face gave him a face.The same people who have never laughed at this moment are unable to resist their lips.

“Sit down, fly!”A thousand trunchees a rope, two legs like a running tornado, only to see its legs.

The cursiveness of the corner of the mouth slowly expanded, and then . . . . as crisp laughter as Fang Yao expected overflowed from the lips.

It is like a beautiful string from the distant sky, melting in it all the people present.Mo away from this Tarzan fell before the sex can not calm at this moment.

“Honey, is he really laughing?”

"Laughing."

Fang Yao nodded, sure.Not to mention that Mo left, even she herself was not very convinced, although she was prepared and expected.

"He really laughed."This boy has been silent for so many years, this sudden smile, Mo Wei did not know how to describe his mood.

In addition to caring for yourself, Mo is rarely involved in the mood of others.Although Mo Huai is his cousin, he can be separated from the wall of the high courtyard, and he does not walk around on weekdays, there is no brotherly love, nothing more than the compassion of the encounter with Mo Huai.But these get along, perhaps because of the love of the house, Yao likes this little guy, he also has a little kindness to this little guy.

So he could laugh, and Mo was happy for him.

"Well, Qian, take him one more lap."Fang Yao shouted again to the thousand.

That’s what I said before.At the end of the other lap, Fang Yao ran over, directly hugged Mo Huai from the skateboard, touched his small face: "Happy?"

Mo Huai smiled and closed his mouth, even at the end of skiing, the smile did not recede, this scene is naturally happy.

"Be happy with me, and Willer's voice is very good, I want to hear your voice again."Fang Yao looked at him with encouragement, "You see you like skiing, sister promised you, as long as you laugh out, you will let you ski more."What do you want to do, what do you want to do to satisfy your sister, can you also meet me once?”

Mo looked at her, two eyebrows slightly raised, seemed to be thinking, and seemed to think about whether he could do it.

"You can do it, you can laugh, you can talk, your sister has faith in you."Fang Yao grabbed his hand and passed the power with the heat of his palm, "You must also have confidence in yourself."

He had bright black eyes, and his eyes were helpless.He obviously doesn’t have much confidence in himself!

Fang Yao was not in a hurry, softly guiding: "Is it not a long time to talk, do you not know how to say it?"In fact, it is not difficult, what you think in your heart to express it, sister can teach you.Like, I ask you to have fun?If you’re having fun, you’re happy, okay?”

He licked his lips and tucked his lips for a long time before he opened his mouth slightly, but he did not make a sound for half a day.Fang Yao knew that he wanted to speak, and he asked again, “Hua Er, are you having fun today?”

“High—happiness!”He opened his mouth awkwardly, and for a long time he spat out two rigid words.

Very light, very light, like a gust of wind, so that people disappear before they can catch it.

But the two of them were clear to me and the two of them.His face could not help but be surprised and happy, and he squatted down and said, “Little world son, you say it again!”

Maybe it was too exciting, and some of them were scared.Although he was not afraid of the thousand thongs, it was also because he was used to the ice paralyzed face of the thousand, and suddenly came with other expressions, some of them were not adapted.

"Don't worry, you tell your sister, she didn't hear, you told her, you have fun?"

“Be open—heart!”Although the word was changed, although it was also said slowly, it was clearer than the previous time.

"Your Highness, the little son really spoke."This is like an exclamation, and more is a confession.

She thought it wasn’t an illusion to hear it!

"Yes, he really spoke."Mo muttered to himself, but also leaned down, but did not ask the faint of love like a thousand to say again, but looked at him in detail, as if the first acquaintance.

His eyes are full of incredulousness.

“Honey, do you know who he is?”Fang Yao saw that Mo Huai stared at Mo Yan, as if he was looking, and took advantage of the situation, "He is your cousin, called Mo Yi, and he screams brother!"

He turned his head away, then withdrew his sight and looked toward Fang Yao.

Staying together for so many days, in order to cure Mo Huai, Fang Yao is the most important thing to study his temperamental preferences, and naturally this look at Fang Yao immediately understood.

“My name is Fang Yao, how old are you, and call me sister?”She also introduced herself as a first-time acquaintance, "But you are the little son of Ning Wangfu, who is more noble than me, and it is wrong to call my sister, or you can call me by my name directly."

“Sister—sister.”He said these two words firmly.

He did not think how noble his identity was, or that in his consciousness he had never felt that Fang Yao was different from his identity.He only remembers Fang Yao's good treatment of him, the rest is not important.

“Oh, my dear.”Fang Yao was very happy, would say happy, would say happy, naturally will call her sister.I expected this moment, I couldn’t help but be happy!

Mo left the next two handsome eyebrows, the original brother two words will not not call, is not willing to call!Is this little thing enough to distinguish between relatives?

There is no blood relationship, so called affection.He has blood ties to strangers, and he does not see it.