"Mo Xiu, you've gone too far!" Ning An stood up in shock and hurriedly wiped the water off his body.

The expression on her face was very interesting, and Mo Xiu looked at her for a long time.

"You looked like a cat when you just dozed off." Mo Xiu couldn't help laughing, "I'll tease you."

Although Ning An couldn't see it, she could completely imagine the triumphant expression on Mo Xiu's face.

While he wasn't paying attention, she rolled up her sleeves and fished out a small fish from the bucket and threw it into Mo Xiu's arms.

Mo Xiu's expression changed, he threw away the fishing rod, and hurriedly got down the lively fish. However, his expensive white sportswear was stained with the smell of water and fish, and it was considered completely scrapped.

Ning An laughed out loud, leaning forward and backward with laughter.

She originally thought that Mo Xiu would lose his temper, but she didn't expect that he didn't lose his temper even after waiting for a long time.

Mo Xiu, who had a mysophobia, couldn't bear the dirty clothes and asked Ning An to push his wheelchair back.

Back in the bedroom, Mo Xiu refused to change his clothes and insisted on Ning An changing them for him.

Ning An didn't really care about him, he just said leisurely: "I can't see it. You can't blame me for wearing the sweater inside out."

Mo Xiu softly said "hmm", his long eyelashes drooped, but he obeyed obediently.

I don't know if Ning An did it on purpose or if she really couldn't see it. She really had to put Mo Xiu's sweater inside out. Mo Xiu had already noticed it, but he didn't say anything and let her help him get dressed.

"You're quite skilled. You often help people get dressed?" Mo Xiu couldn't hear any emotion in his tone.

Ning An was about to say, "Of course, I often help my daughter get dressed," but when she thought that he didn't like children, she swallowed her words again.

"Maybe women all have this innate skill." Ning An said in a different way.

Mo Xiu didn't speak again.

After changing clothes, he took her to the garden to drink tea.

As a reward, he asked Ning An to read English poems to him.

When he was in college, Ning An memorized many English poems and participated in many poetry recitations and competitions.

The garden of the Mo family was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the warm sunshine shone on her face like willows, leisurely afternoons, and quiet years.

She remembered a song.

"When you are old and grandfray of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take double , And Dream of the Soft Look, Your Eyes Had ONCE, and of their Shadows Deep. "

Her voice is graceful and melodious, the poems she reads are catchy, and her English is fluent and beautiful.

Just when she was about to read on, Mo Xiu silently continued the next sentence: "how many loved your moments of glad False or true."

Ning An was surprised, astonished, and his eyes were filled with confusion, confusion and confusion.

She stopped talking.

Mo Xiu's low and hoarse voice echoed in the huge garden, like the sound of a mellow cello.

The corners of Ning'an's eyes were moist and her throat was sore.

My thoughts drifted to the stage of the college party.

That night, the school held a party to welcome exchange students from across the ocean and foreign professors who came to inspect.

She was arranged by the school to perform a poetry recitation program, and it happened to be with Song Shaoyan.

During the rehearsal, she was nervous and anxious. She had to cooperate with the senior classmate she had a crush on. She felt like a deer in her heart, jumping around and couldn't calm down no matter what.

She also went out to buy an expensive white evening dress.

It's a pity that Song Shaoyan only came once during the rehearsal. If it hadn't been arranged by the school, he would never have attended such a party.
Chapter completed!