Shang Shao was led astray by his little wife again

Chu Mo didn't want to see Yan Shu at all, especially when he was alone with him.

"You must come with me."

After Yan Shu finished speaking, regardless of Chu Mo's wishes, he dragged her outside.

Enduring the pain of the wound, Chu Mo shook off his hand.

With so many people in the crew, she didn't want to make things big and let them become the central focus of the crew.

Once outside, Chu Mo didn't want to go any further.

"Just talk here if you have anything to say, I don't have much time to waste." Chu Mo already put on a very impatient look.

"Momo, Xiaoyuan and I..."

"Stop." Chu Mo directly interrupted Yan Shu, "Please understand, we are on the set now, and I don't have time to waste it for you. How are you and Zhang Yuan? It has been a few years for me What happened in the past has nothing to do with who I am now.”

Chu Mo's voice was frighteningly cold.

She suddenly looked up at Yan Shu, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "If I really want to say something, then I just want to congratulate you. Congratulations, you will soon be a father."

After Chu Mo finished speaking, he didn't give Yan Shu a chance to speak, turned around and went directly inside.

Yan Shu's painkiller is really good. Every time I finish talking to him, Chu Mo feels that the pain in her back is nothing.

Throughout the day, except for eating and going to the bathroom, Chu Mo never left her stool because she didn't want to have any interaction with Yan Shu.

She suddenly regretted it a little, and asked Yan Shu to act her part, isn't she making things difficult for herself?

After get off work, because Chu Yan still had activities at night, Song Ning took on the role of driver again.

Seeing her depressed face, Song Ning suggested: "Go to my house, Chi Yu is working overtime today, so I will take you to my house for dinner."

"Okay, it just so happens that I'm bored with my brother alone, and it's not bad to have a child to watch over."

"Then go to my house."

Song Ning went straight to her own house instead, and notified Aunt Wang in advance that there would be guests at home today.

At home, Chu Mo got out of the car and couldn't help but sigh when he saw the magnificent villa in front of him.

"This is the luxurious villa in the novels of our authors!"

"Write novels well, you can do it in a few years." Song Ning encouraged.

"Well, I also want to buy such a big villa, and I will keep a group of cats at home."

Song Ning already has a sense of the picture.

I couldn't help shivering: "It's better to take care of yourself first."

Song Ning took Chu Mo in, and Niannian was placed in the crib in the living room at this moment, and a small sandalwood hairpin was placed next to the pillow, and she was sleeping soundly.

Chu Mo thought of teasing, and stood by the side watching for a long time.

"It's amazing. The young lady ate and slept all day today. I just need to change the diaper and feed her. I've never seen such an easy-to-serve child."

"Niannian shouldn't have any eccentricities."

Song Ning began to worry again.

After becoming a mother, she was always prone to nervousness.

"How can you curse your daughter like that, shouldn't the child just sleep all the time?"

When Aunt Wang saw this girl who looked younger than Song Ning, she knew that Song Ning had brought her back as a guest.

Handing over a cup of homemade fruit tea, he walked over and said, "You didn't see what our young lady looked like two days ago. We tried everything we could to make her settle down, thanks to this sandalwood hairpin."

"Sandalwood hairpin?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and indeed saw a hairpin next to Niannian's pillow.

"How can there be such an evil thing, let me try?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows.

With Song Ning's consent, Chu Mo removed the hairpin from Niannian's pillow.

After waiting for a while, Nian Nian on the crib didn't seem to be sleeping so soundly, her face was flushed as she struggled with her little hands.

Not long after, she heard her crying coming from the crib.

"No, are you really crying?"

Chu Mo still didn't believe it, and put the sandalwood hairpin back beside Niannian.

The little guy's brows relaxed a lot, and after a while, he fell asleep again.

"That's true. Is there anything different about this thing?"

"It's a hairpin made of natural sandalwood. We all think it may be caused by the fragrance, and the year may be sensitive to the fragrance."

And they have checked, and there have been such examples at home and abroad, such children are often particularly sensitive to fragrances when they grow up.

"Ma'am, Miss Chu, dinner is ready, you can come over and eat."

"Let's eat, the barbecue at noon, I'm hungry right now."

Song Ning dragged Chu Mo to the dining table and sat down. Aunt Wang had already brought up the food, which was delicious.

"Sister Ning, your aunt's craftsmanship is really good." Chu Mo praised.

Aunt Wang finally sat down at the dining table. On Song Ning's side, she never treated Aunt Wang as an outsider, and she was willing to feed and clothe Aunt Wang if she had anything good.

"Aunt Wang's cooking is really delicious. If you like it, you can come here often for dinner."

"Then I'm welcome."

Chu Mo did eat a lot this meal, and she didn't put down her chopsticks until she was full.

"When I'm full, I don't feel any pain in the back."

This sentence reminded Song Ning that Chu Mo lived with his brother, and there was no way to apply medicine to the wound behind him.

"Aunt Wang, do you still have medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing stasis at home?"

"Yes." Aunt Wang immediately became nervous, "Is Madam injured? It's only confinement, so you can't be injured."

"I'm fine, it's Momo, bring it here and I'll give her medicine again."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, I'll just take the medicine." Chu Mo smiled.

"It's better to use it internally and externally. It's not convenient at Chu Yan's side. I'll help you. You can go to my room."

Chu Mo was taken upstairs by Song Ning and locked the bedroom door.

"Take off the clothes, I'll paint it for you." Song Ning said.

After all, Chu Mo is a few years younger than Song Ning, and although she has a good relationship with Song Ning, she has not yet reached the point of being honest with each other. When she heard Song Ning's words, her face turned red all of a sudden.

"Can I just paint a little?"

"No, your back is purple, so hurry up, you don't want to sit on the stool every day when you arrive at the set."

After hesitating again and again, the strong man Chu Mo opened his back as if he was going to die, revealing the bruises all over his back, and the marks from the two sticks were clearly visible.

"Kneading the potion will hurt a little later, so bear with it for a while."

"Ah."

Before applying the potion, Chu Mo had already started to get nervous.

Downstairs, the door of the living room opened suddenly, and Chi Yu glanced at the dining room.

"Are there any guests at home today?"

"Yes sir, madam has brought Miss Chu back, and she is upstairs right now."

Chi Yu glanced at Nian Nian who was sleeping soundly in the crib, and climbed up the stairs.

Just halfway up the climb, I heard a scream coming from the bedroom.