Vol 4 Chapter 729:

"I'm used to it." Mo Ye knew what she meant and said lightly, "When he was a kid, he didn't hit us or scold us, but his eyes made us feel that this world is terrible, this person is terrible, especially watching When I was Xiaojue, I was always afraid that he would go crazy and pinch Xiaojue, so when he was crazy, I always took Xiaojue to hide... As a child, I doubted countless times, whether this person is my father or not. I would rather he beat me, scold me, rather than look at me with such a cold, ruthless eye, as if... we are rubbish. Oh, in my dad's world, I am afraid there is only...only your master."
He couldn't shout out the word "Mom".
Mo Jitian's world is too clean and too pure to hold a grain of sand, not to mention that their brother is the murderer of his woman, the murderer of him, the evidence of his betrayal of love, so he treats them Brother, it has nothing to do with love.
"But you still love him very much." Eleven said, "There are still very few hate between children and parents."
"Well, I don't hate him." Mo Ye said, with occasional resentment.
"Then, what about my Master? Really don't you want to admit it?" Eleven asked softly, Mo Ye hugged her, silently, repelled from her childhood, and now they are so big, they don't know how to get close to her.
Besides, she doesn't look very close...
"do not know!"
"I have to admit it, so my Master will be very sad." Eleven Shen said, looking at Mo Ye, turning his cheeks red. "You like me, you should like my Master very much."
Mo Ye smiled and stepped on his feet in eleven, he smiled and asked, "Why?"
"They all said that I and Master are a model-engraved temperament. Of course, Master may be stronger than me." Eleven said, both Chu Li and Ye Wei said so.
"You are you, she is her, and she has the same temperament, can't be compared, how can I hold her and call her mother like this?" Mo Ye smiled and asked, "If you don't recognize her, what should you do?"
"What do you mean?"
"What if you and I choose one?"
"Of course Master!"
"...Can't you hesitate a little?" Mo Ye felt frustrated and was deeply hit. The answer on the eleventh was too direct, and there was no modification at all, so of course.
"Is there any hesitation about this?" Eleven was blank and looked straight at him.
Mo Ye sighed and kissed her lips, "Forget it, don't talk to you idiot, lest you be mad at me."
Fortunately, his temperament is not like Mo Jitian, otherwise the two of them are about to go wrong, Mo Ye has a heart, for his wife, should he also recognize his mother? But this... what about another mother?
"Eleven, what would happen if you and Wei Wei fell in love with me?"
"How is it possible? Weiwei can't look down on you." Eleven didn't hold back and said directly. Mo Ye looked at him directly. Eleven suddenly realized that he was wrong...
This statement seems a bit ambiguous.
"Do you mean that I can't compare with Xiao Ju, or you have low vision?" Mo Ye asked with great interest, pinching her with her hands around her waist.
Eleven refrained from laughing and went to take his hand away, "I mean, you are not the type that Wei Wei likes, otherwise she has long liked the small iron, or Chu Li, why wait until now, there are elites in our organization. "
Mo Ye raised her eyebrows, "So why don't you like Black Jack or Chu Li? Or, have you ever liked them?"
Eleven stunned, blinking, free-spirited little white rabbit, has been unknowingly surrounded by him, "Oh, you don't want to catch my language sickness, this is basically two different things."
"Then continue to answer my previous question."
"That kind of hypothetical question does not exist, refuse to answer." Don't overdo it and ignore him.
"No."
"You guys are overbearing, why should you only say it, but not me?" Eleven said, "Don't be entangled in this problem. I will tell you about Master's things.
"I don't want to say." Mo Ye said.
"You be careful that your dad breaks your bones." Eleven said, to be honest, Mo Chi was really fierce to them, knowing that they were her master's son and didn't give any good looks.
She only cares about her master's emotions. When she is a son, she is somewhat unbalanced and too biased.
Mo Ye snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. Obviously the eleven words were effective.
"It's not difficult to call your mother." Eleven said, "You don't recognize it, Master will be sad, Master will be sad, your father is not happy, and a few of us are not happy, and will completely reject you."
Mo Ye kept silent, and Eleven adjusted a sitting position in his arms, slowly saying: "Maybe we are really lucky than your brothers, although the old witch beat and scolded us very harshly, and often punished this and that. , But it’s all for our good, and sometimes it’s also for our sake. She is very diligent in educating the children, so her apprentice is much better than the apprentice of the wolf. We are coaches in two batches, Master and Cang. The wolf has a group of children to train, and the effect is obvious. If it were not for her intentions, and without us today, we love her and respect her, far more than our mother, although we do not know who our mother is, even if there are It’s not as good as the old witch. I don’t know how your brother is related to Su Ruhua, don’t you think so, but at least we are like this, she got along with her for more than a decade The forces give us freedom, and no relatives can match our feelings for her."
"So, I hope Master can be good and happy. I haven’t seen her laugh for so many years. I only occasionally saw her groaning painfully and helplessly, but although I don’t remember the memories of the past, I still keep in my mind. Torment her. Now the truth is clear, Mo Jitian, your brothers are still here, for more than twenty years, if fate fools people, it should be enough, God owes her love, affection, husband, son, all should Give it back to her, if you still refuse to recognize her, or break her heart, we..."
After eleven pauses, I didn't go on talking about these things. After all, Mo Ye had to come to understand them by herself. She had said everything she had said, and her position was also clear.
Mo Ye was slightly moved, but he was upset when he heard the last sentence. Eleven means that if he didn’t recognize his mother, they would just forget it.
Mo Ye sneered again and said, "She has never raised a son, but has raised two good wives for her son."
eleven,"……"
She paused and said seriously, "Whether you recognize her or love her, you have no wife."
Mo Ye, "..."