The husband in the mobile phone is alive and swollen

In the carriage, there was silence.

Han Feiling sat in his seat, motionless, he didn't even dare to say anything, he just sneaked a glance at the driver from time to time.

Yemo remained expressionless the whole time, as if the conversation just now had never happened.

Later, Han Feiling thought about it for himself, thinking that what Ye Mo meant should be that Ye Ning was his sister's daughter.

Because his sister passed away, he raised Ye Ning as his own daughter.

As for the death of his sister and why Yemo wanted to raise Ye Ning as his daughter, Han Feiling was still unclear.

However, if you don't know it, you don't know it.Anyway, he knew that Yemo had no wife or marriage, and his daughter was still his sister's daughter, so he was already fine.

The neighborhood where Yemo lives is actually not far from Han Feiling's house, it only takes 15 minutes by car.

This neighborhood is relatively old, and cars are parked at random downstairs.

After getting off the car, Han Feiling greeted Yemo first, then ran towards the gate of the community, and bought four bags of fruit in 5 minutes in front of the fruit stand.

When he ran back to Yemo carrying the fruit, he gasped and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to go empty-handed when I go to your house. So, I bought some fruit."

Ye Mo was not polite, he took it casually and said, "Let's go."

The neighborhood is not big, but within 2 minutes, they walked downstairs to the building where Yemo lived.

The building in front of me is about seven stories high and looks a bit dilapidated.Han Feiling saw that the window of the family on the second floor was open, and hit the wall with a "bang bang bang bang" in the wind, as if it was about to fall down at any moment.

He was a little curious. According to Yemo's current wealth, it would not be difficult to live in a better place.

But this time, Han Feiling didn't ask any more questions.He thought, maybe it has something to do with family affairs.

In order not to let the male god Yemo think of unhappy things again, he swallowed all his curiosity.

Yemo used the key to open the iron door downstairs, opened a large distance, turned to the person behind him and said, "Come in."

Han Feiling followed Yemo's pace and went upstairs.

This kind of old community, of course, does not have elevators.

When he climbed to the third floor, Han Feiling was out of breath. With his hands on his waist, he followed Yemo and asked innocently, "God, can I ask, which floor does your house live on?"

Ye Mo turned his head, his expression unchanged, "The seventh floor."

"what!"

Han Feiling was dumbfounded, and then turned his head to look at the floor number on the wall. When he saw the word "3", he almost collapsed.

"My mother, there is actually a fourth floor!"

Seeing his legs trembling, Yemo reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Go."

Han Feiling, who was already thinking about whether to sit on the ground and rest for a while, smiled all over his face, held the male god's hand tightly, and walked up.

The heart is also turbulent: ah ah ah ah!I am willing to hold the hand of a male god and let me climb a hundred floors!

However, there is no one hundred floors here, only seven floors, and it will arrive soon.

On the seventh floor, Yemo let go of Han Feiling's hand, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the door.

As soon as the door was pushed open from the outside to the inside, a fluffy head poked out.

The head first yelled cutely, "Dad!" Then, when it saw Han Feiling behind Yemo, it rushed over, grabbed his thigh, and yelled, "Big brother!"

Although he was holding the male god's hand, he was happy, but Han Feiling was still panting, and his legs were still shaking.

Seeing that person rushing towards her, his instinctive reaction was to open his hands to catch her, but his legs were weak, and he staggered back a step, almost falling backwards.

At this time, Ye Mo in front quickly grabbed his waist with his eyes and hugged him, preventing him and Ye Ning from falling to the ground.

Han Feiling pressed against Yemo's chest abruptly, his little heart beating violently.

The person hugging him lowered his head and leaned against his face, his voice was slightly low, "Is it okay?"

"Yeah!" He actually didn't know what he was doing, and instinctively nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Ye Mo looked down at him and saw that his face was blushing, so he let go of him, pinched Ye Ning's shoulders, and reprimanded: "Don't rush at people casually. Go in and sit in the living room. "

Ye Ning was forced to turn around by Ye Mo and dragged him inside.Still couldn't help but turn around, and said to Han Feiling: "Brother, come in quickly. My grandpa washed a lot of cherries. It's very delicious (to eat)."

Han Feiling followed and walked in, just in time to meet someone who came out of the kitchen.The man had gray hair, was wearing an apron, and was holding a plate full of cherries.

He hurriedly bowed, "Uncle Ye."

"Hey, this is Xiao Han!" Ye Jing asked with a smile when he saw Han Feiling, "Come in, sit down."

He put the plate on the table, "Come on, eat some fruit first. For lunch, I'm almost done. When the soup is ready, we can eat!"

Han Feiling walked over and sat obediently on the wooden chair, "Thank you uncle for inviting me to dinner."

"You child, why are you being polite. I have to thank you for helping us find this girl!"

Yemo put the fruit in his hand on the table, "Han bought it for nothing."

Ye Jingwen looked at the fruit, and blamed again: "Xiao Han, look at you, just come and eat, what fruit to buy!"

"I bought it downstairs, and it's not a good thing!"

"Did you buy it at the gate of the community? I know that one. The old Lin in Building 14 owns it. The things he sells are pretty good. If you buy it, you buy it. After dinner, I'll wash it and serve it to you."

At this time, Ye Ning pushed Yemo away, sat down next to Han Feiling, grabbed two cherries, and handed him one.

"Brother, do you bark (eat)?"

"Thank you." Han Feiling looked down at Ye Ning, and found that she had lost a front tooth. No wonder her words leaked, "What's wrong with your teeth? I saw you the other day, it seems that you still have them!"

"I fell. I got into a fight with Lin Xiaohui that day and hit the corner of the wall." Ye Ning said, stuffing the cherry in his hand into his mouth, and said vaguely while eating: "This is delicious."

"Fight?" Han Feiling raised his head in doubt, and looked at Yemo.

Yemo was calm, sitting on the sofa next to him, looking at his phone.

It was Ye Jingwen next to him who answered him, "When I was playing with the children in school, I knocked it. It's okay, she is still young, and she can change her teeth."

Han Feiling smiled, "That's right, my mother said that when I was a child, I changed my teeth until I was in my teens."

"This kid!" Ye Jing sighed, and then said: "You guys talk first, I'll go see if the soup is ready! Xiaohan, eat some fruit first, the meal will be ready soon!"

"Yes! Uncle Ye, you have worked hard."

"Hey, what's the hard work! I cook every day in our family, so I have to watch this girl eat. Otherwise, I don't care about the food outside... OK, eat, I'll go and have a look first."

Ye Jingwen entered the kitchen, leaving the three of them in the living room.

The three of them were sitting on the sofa, Han Feiling and Yemo were on one side, and Ye Ning was squeezed in between.

Ye Ning was very happy to see Han Feiling coming, and always wanted Han Feiling to eat the fruit she thought was very delicious.

Ye Mo rested his palm on Ye Ning's head, "You girl, you actually know how to share? What a hell of a day."

Ye Ning turned his head and "hummed" at him, "I don't give it to you, I want to give it to big brother."

The corners of Yemo's mouth twitched, "I bought these."

Han Feiling hurriedly smoothed things over, "Hey, let's eat together!"

Yemo suddenly turned to look at him and asked, "Do you like cherries?"

"Yeah!" Han Feiling just stuffed a cherry into his mouth, and there was still juice on his lips, then he stuck out his tongue and licked it, and replied, "Cherries are really delicious. I like them too!"

Ye Mo's eyes became deep, and he nodded, "Then eat more."

"..." Han Feiling shrank his neck.

Why do you feel that the expression of the male god is a bit weird?

The author has something to say:

On a dark and windy night, the male god dragged his exhausted body back home, and when he opened the door, he saw a shirtless man with wet hair sitting on the carpet, holding a cherry to his lips and asking, "I'm back, do you want to eat?"

The male god walked in, "Eat!"

Then, pull the light... and eat.on the couch.in the carpet.in the bathroom.

Well, the car is over.get off.

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N fellow readers raised their blades one after another: "What the fuck are you taking off your clothes, show me this!" ! ! ! !