As for the reason why he Yanmo came back late, they soon understood it all when they returned to Nanyang residence.

In the living room, everyone took their seats one after another and talked and laughed.

Shang Qi and Gu Yingjun specially sat beside he Yanmo, accompanied by a silent companion and a nagging attachment.

Gu Junjun bumped into he Yanmo's shoulder, "sister Mo, do you know that I was almost killed by my father the night you left three years ago?"

He Yanmo took out the ice from the tea table, looked at the production date, unscrewed it and handed it to Shang Qi, "are you in trouble?"

"Pull it down. It's obviously everyone's fault. Qiqi and a Yao were punished by Aunt Qiao." Gu Yingjun snorted coldly, "suspected of... Driving without a license."

He Yanmo looked at Shang Qi with jelly and nodded seriously, "it seems that I'm right."

"You won't be punished if you don't go. Who doesn't know uncle he loves you most."

He Yanmo flashed her eyes and said nothing.

She felt that she might be beaten when she came home later.

After all, when she left Nanyang, her father was still in the dark.

At this time, the white tiger Yin Bai, who had not appeared in front of people for a long time, walked down the stairs slowly.

He Yanmo and Shang Yin got up at the same time, and others also glanced one after another, with some unnatural expressions.

Yin Bai is too old to run or jump.

In the past three years, Renhe laboratory has cloned white tiger cubs three times with its genes, but they all died in less than one month.

It's not that the technology is not good, but Yinbai is the pure white and black striped Bengal tiger after genetic variation. There are less than 100 in the world.

Moreover, the pure wild white tiger is rare in the world.

Life and death have destiny. Some things seem destined to be regrets.

The white tiger slowly came to he Yanmo, stared at her with his slightly turbid tiger eyes for a few seconds, and then the tiger head rubbed her leg.

He Yanmo put down the jelly and squatted on the ground holding its head. "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I'm back."

The white tiger carefully licked the back of her hand with his tongue. Then the huge tiger body twisted to the small suitcase in the corner of the tea table, walked over and patted with its claws.

Gu Junjun tilted his head and looked at him. "Sister Mo, is there beef in the box?"

He Yanmo shook his head, leaned over and picked up the small suitcase, and stuffed it into Shang Yin's arms, "brother Yin, open it."

The white tiger hummed in a low voice, then stumbled back to Shang Yin, stared at the box and constantly arched it with his head.

Shang Yin folded his legs and touched the small brown suitcase with one hand. Even if it was a long time ago, he remembered clearly that Yin Bai was given to him by Uncle Bai in such a suitcase.

There is also a breathing hole on one side of the suitcase. Maybe the little thing inside woke up and gave a sudden "ow".

Shang Qi and others were absorbed in the moment. If Tang looked into his head and narrowed his eyes, "what's the name? It sounds like a cat."

At this time, Shang Yin's breathing was a little disorderly. He stroked his hand box and looked at he Yanmo. He didn't make a sound for a long time.

He Yanmo agreed to return home on August 7, and the reason why she broke her appointment was to go to the border between India and Bangladesh. In the steep and uninhabited coniferous forest of ximaya mountain, it took 40 days to find a wild little white tiger.

This is what master Xing Zinan told her, because he also met a lonely little white tiger in the coniferous forest.

And this little guy, no accident, should belong to the same family with Yinbai.

When Shang Yin opened his suitcase, the little white tiger jumped out of it, then ran around, and finally hit the sofa.

Yin Bai walked slowly over and scratched his big paw on his face. The little guy got up and ran around Yin Bai's feet.

After a while, the little white tiger picked up he Yanmo's trouser legs and screamed endlessly.

He Yanmo picked it up, kissed it on its small head, and then raised it to Shang Yin, "Xiao Xiaobai, he is your master."

The little white tiger landed steadily in Shang Yin's arms. It sniffed, hopped and tired, so it lay on the man's legs and began to lick its claws.

What is the master? It doesn't know yet, but this human body has the smell of the same kind.

He Yanmo came back, Yin Bai went downstairs, and another rare little Bengal white tiger also broke into the world of Shang Yin.

When several young people saw such a small white tiger for the first time, Tang moved to he Yanmo with a clever look and smiled shyly, "sister Mo, do you still have one? Give me one."

Gu Junjun stepped on the tea table and said impolitely, "the listener has a share."

Shang Yao smiled and looked at Shang Qi. "Let's have one too?"

Shang Qi nodded happily, "agree."

Qin Mushi, on the other side, sipped tea like a young man, "sister Mo, there is no white tiger in Licheng zoo."

The implication is that you can give one as a gift.

Finally, Zong Xilan, who was less than 18 years old, retreated and asked for the second place: "sister, I don't choose the color. It's just a tiger."

He Yanmo took a sip of jelly and asked back; "I look like a wholesale tiger?"

Zong Xilan gave in again, "sister, a cat like a tiger is OK."

Before he Yanmo spoke, Shang Yin held the little white tiger in one hand and took her upstairs with the other hand. "Yin Bai, come here."

"Brother Yin, aren't you?" Gu Yingjun shouted first, "you two go up and give us the little white tiger to play!"

....

Half a month later, he Yanmo returned to South University of science and technology.

Shang Yin also continued to travel between Pama and Nanyang.

It seems that all the dust has settled, but he Chen, who is a father, always feels a little uncomfortable.

Three years ago, on the first day he Yanmo left, when he Chen was furious, Yin Mo said in his ear: "you want to be open. My daughter did this for Yibao. We spoiled her for too long. If we don't let her go out for exercise, she will be more and more inferior in front of Bao."

He Chen thought to himself that his pampered cabbage was taken away by his son. What year and month did it start?

He devoted his whole life to cultivating he Yanmo into a sweet lily, and a happy life without waves and waves is enough.

As a father, he has seen many ugly people in the world and doesn't want his daughter to follow his old path.

As a result, the sweet lily has to train herself into a steel overlord. Does she know that following ah Yin is equivalent to cultivating herself into a second Li Qiao.

Everyone saw Li Qiao's adult high spirited and wanton, but few people saw what price she paid at the border.

Shang Yin was a child born on the top of the mountain, while he Yanmo was a little daughter pampered by him in the golden house.

He wants to make he Yanmo's life full of poetic and picturesque, but now it's better. Poetic and picturesque are gone, and swords and shadows are destined to be indispensable.

He Chen was upset, but it didn't help.

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