After the phone was opened, before he could speak, the opposite person spoke first, with a gentle tone, as if he was coaxing a child.

“You did a great job.”

Xitong hugged the quilt on the bed, softly acting coquettishly: "I want a reward."

"I have sent it to you." The tone of the phone was calm and patient.

Xitong sighed, "You are so boring, can't you play with me for a while?"

"You can find other toys, I believe you will like them."

The little girl snorted lightly and stopped talking lazily.

The quiet phone was maintained for a minute, and the warm voice was like an elder. When it came through the network cable, there would be some low affection, which lingered on the tip of people's hearts: "If it's okay, I'll hang up first."

"Okay." Xitong lowered her eyes and stared at her fingertips, with a bright smile on the corner of her lips. After the phone was hung up, she buried her face on the doll.

If she hadn't known what Rong Bai did, she would have thought that this guy was ruthless and desireless to cultivate himself and his character would have been almost gone through the world and became a monk.

When Xi Tong burst into laughter when she thought of someone's gentle and compassionate look.

Fake compassion.

The sunlight shone through the half-open window and fell on the white bouquet, jumping and mottled, cut into two halves of light and darkness, and the petals stretched out. The slender and distinct fingers stretched over, and the skin was almost white to transparent in the sun, shining with a cold jade luster. A ring was worn on the tail finger. He held a pair of scissors in his hand and cut off the excess part of the bouquet casually.

A subtle click sounded in silence.

"Rong Liyu has been tortured like this by you, why don't you do it?" The demon, the size of a palm, flew to her lazily and sat on the window frame. The bat wings behind her spread out, with dark red in the black, the lines were bizarre and beautiful, and it looked even more erotic and lazy in the sun.

"No hurry." The man was wearing a snow-white sweater, lazy at home, melting in the halo. The golden silk glasses set off the shallow eyebrow, and the brown eyes were as deep as the sea, and he said calmly: "It's not time yet."

As she finished speaking, she slashed the flowers and leaves calmly, her movements were light, looking compassionate and patient, but she was also contradictory and showed an indescribable cruelty.

"Stop cutting it! That's pretty good. If you cut it, you'll cut it bald." The devil couldn't stand it anymore and frowned.

Ranbai raised his eyebrows and looked at the bouquet of flowers inserted in the vase with branches and leaves. He didn't know how the demon came to this conclusion: "If you don't cut it now, you may not have a chance in the future."

She said indifferently, her trimming was light and her eyebrows were calm, and her appearance was always unsightly: "The prosperity will lead to decline, one truth."

The demon thought Ran Bai was alluding to something, but he was too lazy to think about these principles, but his host was still a person who was particularly "reasonable".

He gently patted the bat wings and flew to the flower. He sniffed the fragrance of the flower, but still felt that the light fragrance was not as good as the white one.

"Cut it, cut it, you won't be bald." The devil said indifferently: "Then when are you going to do it?"

Now that the outside is making a fuss, the Rong family members are even more ready to move. Only Ranbai still has the heart to cut flowers here, leisurely and freely.

"Rong Liyu's power for so many years will not fall down easily." Ran Bai chuckled, his voice calm and low: "He is also observing, waiting for the first time."

Another cut was made, and the flowers and leaves fell.

"Whoever stands up at this time will become the target of sacrifice."

So she asked Xitong to push Rong Mo out and acted as this stupid bird.

But Rong Mo is not stupid. If he is smart enough, he should know what he should do next.

"Rong Liyu suspected Rong Mo, and Rong Mo would push the conflict to other illegitimate children."

With gentle and compassionate movements, she put down her scissors.

"Isn't it fun to bite a dog?"

Instead of taking the initiative to fight and falling into this circle of rights, she is more willing to be honest and keep herself safe and be the player behind the scenes.

She did nothing.

Do everything again.

The demon's scalp was numb when he heard this, and he labeled Ranbai as an extremely good at playing with people's hearts.

"You are not afraid of falling apart." He muttered lazily, his dark red eyes dyed a little interesting.

"Everything needs to be taken risks." Ranbai looked at him, and his eyes seemed to drown a person in the deep sea. "I believe I will win."

Confident tone.

"I believe you will win, too." The devil was also laughing. He flew to Ranbai's shoulders and rubbed her neck affectionately.

On that day,

When Rong Mo returned home, Ranbai was sitting on the sofa. She waved to the boy and smiled and said, "Come here to talk to my sister."

Rong Mo paused, looked at the figure on the sofa with his smile on his face, walked over and sat next to Ranbai.

Ranbai could see the blue and black in the boy's eyes, and he was very tired. This matter had a great impact on Rong Mo, and it took a while to solve it. At least he would not act rashly for a period of time.

"Is the psychological pressure very high?" Ran Baiduan gave him a cup of tea and asked.

The TV was showing a TV series. The lights in the living room were warm. Rong Mo had no time to watch it. He nodded, took it obediently, took a sip, and whispered: "Sister, I'm a little tired."

Actually, he was very tired, but he had no object to talk to.

He has no friends.

Over the years, Rong Bai has only been around you from beginning to end.

But she is so perfect that she doesn't belong to him at all.

At that moment, Rong Mo had the urge to speak out, but it was quickly suppressed.

"It's because of the company." Ranbai thought, "It's not a good thing. You learn more from them. They are all your predecessors and they know a lot."

Rong Mo smiled, "I know too, I will try my best to learn from them."

"A thing has disadvantages and benefits, it depends on how you choose," she said.

Rong Mo was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he found that she was teaching him, and his heart was slightly turbulent.

He became more and more confused about what she was thinking.

Even though I knew that I couldn't be true, a warm feeling still flowed out from the desolate heart and rushed to the cold blood.

"Thank you." He whispered, his eyebrows and eyes slightly.

"What do you thank? I'm your sister." Ranbai smiled, reached out and rubbed his head, and his voice was gentle and indulgent: "Tell me if you have anything, don't keep it alone in your heart."

Is she doing this to everyone?

Rong Mo had dark thoughts in his mind, like seeds buried in the soil. After years of accumulation, buds grew, uncontrollable wild growth, and was burned even more vigorously by a wildfire.

"Will sister keep teaching me?" He shouldn't have asked, but he still asked.

"Of course." Ranbai smiled.

Until you die.

Rong Mo's eyebrows and eyes stretched out and his earlobes turned red.

"We Amo is very smart, but no one has noticed it yet." She laughed, her voice low and pleasant.
Chapter completed!