Wu Lang walked a few steps and saw the man in the picture of the little sister, and hinted at the other two people. They just walked in that direction.

looked as like as two peas, and Mo-tse and Yao Lori rose up from the table, and passed away with three men who were the same. The man was so rare that he could not help but look back. With Lori also looked back at a few eyes, eyes full of praise.

"Such excellent triplets are rare, and I don't know which young master it is." When they all walked out of the bar, Lori couldn't help but relive the feeling of those people just now. It was very nice.

Mo ziyao took a look at his extremely excited friends at the moment. He was not only three men, but also happy. He held Lori's arm tightly, and intuitively told him that the three men were not hot owners. If the boy ran into the muzzle of a gun, it would be a big problem. If these three guys are really the three from the fifth house, even a Roche Group will give others a crack in their teeth.

"Well, I'm not a man without sense of propriety. I can't afford to offend these three people." Lori opened his arm's big hand and said angrily.

Mo ziyao glared at him fiercely. You are not stupid.

"Ziyao, I heard that there is a beautiful little princess in their family. It is said that she is more beautiful than the leading mother of Xuan family. You Mohists have no intention of marriage. " Lori, with a flat smile on her face, looked as if she wanted to be punched.

"I didn't think about it."

Marriage, as the eldest grandson of Mohism, could not escape any of this problem.

Love has become a luxury in his world.

When he was a student, he refused to be close to the ice face thousands of miles away, so that many young children did not dare to get close to him. In addition, Luo Rui, the comrade beside him, did not dare to approach. At that time, the same grade of school flowers, he can only look far away, can not have other ideas.

Identity, a problem that he can't help but face.

"Mo ziyao, would you please score for my dance?"

It was the first time he saw her. Her long pink skirt covered her slender legs, and her white neck and exquisite clavicle were revealed in the design of the upper body's bra. The pink lips with honey color glittered in the sun, and the eyes looked at him as if they could speak, a moment's absence.

This is the woman he will fall in love with, he thought!

The woman who could dance gracefully was dancing under his piano score, and his eyes followed her as if she were the only one in the world. At the end of the song, she closed the curtain with flowers in the audience's warm applause, and he, standing in the corner, looked at her as if he had never appeared.

"Su Nian, Su Nian, Su Nian..."

Even later, he could hear clearly the voice of the audience calling her name. That kind of Goddess is not what he should have.

"Mo ziyao, thank you!" Her delicate make-up had not been removed. She stood in front of him with a bouquet of flowers and gave them to him. "You deserve it."

She did not know that the bunch of flowers were still in his room, had been made into specimens, never withered.

It was the only intersection in their lives, and it became the clearest fragment in his memory, with the dream of fleeting years never fading. The woman named Su Nian became the most cherished person in his life.

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