hi don't run

The neighborhood is very quiet, occasionally a few wild cats howling can be heard accompanied by crickets, but there is no other sound.

At this time, a black Cayenne came from the gate of the community, stopped at the gate and showed the electronic card, the Cayenne entered the entrance of the underground garage and disappeared into the night...

Shao Wenfeng parked the car, looked at the watch on his wrist, and sighed.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and originally planned to go home and sleep and go directly to the company tomorrow, but when he came to his door, he suddenly felt a little flustered. He always felt that something might happen to Han Mo, so he turned around and went back to Han Mo. Mo's family, I'm afraid I'll wake people up if I go up now.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and called Han Mo anyway.

It's not that he doesn't want to send text messages, but he always thinks that if he can't hear Han Mo's voice when sending text messages, it's better to make a phone call, since it wakes him up to sleep anyway.If Han Mo is okay, he will go home, if there is something...well...then he will spend the night in a bed.

When the phone rang, Han Mo had just changed the baby's urine pad. The little guy had caught a cold these past two days and always had a low fever.

"Hello?" He put the earphones in his ears and picked up the phone.

There is no other person to call him at this time except Shao Wenfeng, so there is no need to look at the number.

"! You didn't sleep?" Shao Wenfeng was taken aback, hearing his voice didn't sound like he was asleep, he opened the door and got out of the car.

"Well, baby has a fever, why didn't you sleep?" Han Mo took the baby cooling stickers and put them on the baby, touched his cheek with some worry, and pursed his lips.

If the fever doesn't subside tomorrow morning, he plans to take the baby to the hospital.It's okay to have a fever that doesn't subside. Fortunately, the fever is low-grade and there is no cough, otherwise he would really die of anxiety.

Shao Wenfeng frowned. He just came back from abroad, and he had to solve some problems in the company. It took him half a month to come and go, and he could only make a phone call every day to inquire about him and his child. I got a fever.

Shao Wenfeng was still very concerned about his son's health, especially after hearing that the little guy had never been sick, he was even more worried that the baby's illness would tire Han Mo.

"Open the door for me." After striding towards the elevator, Shao Wenfeng hung up the phone after saying something.

Han Mo was taken aback, covered the little baby with a quilt, and went out lightly, without turning on the light, went directly to the door, opened it and waited for a while.

"You..." Seeing the man coming out of the elevator, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, and opened his mouth to ask, but the man covered it with his hand.

"Go into the room and talk." Said in a low voice, Shao Wenfeng raised his chin to signal him to go home.

After changing his slippers, the man dragged Han Mo back to the bedroom, and went straight to the bed when he entered the door, and Han Mo grabbed him as soon as he took a step.

"Undress." Glaring at the man, Han Mo pointed to the coat on him and frowned.

Shao Wenfeng didn't want to go wrong, he just turned around and gave him a smirk, then took off his coat and his trousers along the way.

Han Mo rolled his eyes, glanced at the thermal pants the man was wearing, and curled his lips.

"I thought you wanted style and not temperature." It was approaching December and the weather was getting colder. He usually put on a thin down jacket when he went out.

Shao Wenfeng laughed softly, raised his hand and tapped him on the forehead, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands, face and brush his teeth, and then came back and sat by the bed and reached out to touch the little baby's face, "I also know how to feel warm and cold. Okay, how old are you? You need to be graceful." He touched the little baby's little feet again, feeling a bit cold, he rubbed his hands together to warm them up, then covered the little baby, and looked up at Han Mo, "When is the temperature burning? of?"

Han Mo sighed softly, took the bottle to feed the little baby water, the little guy was sleepy, felt that something was stuffed into his mouth and was not satisfied, frowned his little eyebrows and hummed twice. Voice.

"He started to have a fever the night before yesterday, and it has been around 37 degrees. I just measured his temperature and it is still the same temperature. If the fever doesn't subside tomorrow morning, I will take him to the hospital." He raised his hand and picked up the baby and put him in his arms , wrapped a small quilt around him, holding his back with one hand and holding the feeding bottle in the other, Han Mo lowered his head and touched his forehead to test the temperature, frowning slightly.

"Haven't slept for two days?" Seeing the blue eyes in his eyes, Shao Wenfeng raised his hand to touch his cheek in distress, then stretched out his hand to hug the little baby from his arms, causing the little guy to kick his legs in dissatisfaction.

"You sleep for a while, I'll watch." You can't let the minor illness get better before the big one suffers.

Han Mo didn't think there was anything wrong with Shao Wenfeng's behavior. After getting along with him for the past few months, although the man still played a hooligan with him from time to time, he could feel that this man really loved him and his son. Heart.

"Can't sleep." With a curl of his lips, Han Mo got up and threw away the diapers he had just replaced, then poured a glass of water and handed it to Shao Wenfeng, "Why are you here now?"

He wondered just now, the man was downstairs when he called?What time is it? Don't go home and go to sleep.

Shao Wenfeng shrugged, and nuzzled at him to signal him to feed himself a sip of water, but he couldn't drink with both hands occupied.

Han Mo rolled his eyes at him, but still took the water glass to the man's mouth, slowly tilted it to let the man drink two sips of water, put down his hand, and asked again, "Did you just come back from the company?"

"Well, I just got off the plane in the afternoon and went to the company to get some materials to go home. I always felt uneasy and came to have a look." After drinking saliva, Shao Wenfeng's voice was obviously not as dry as before, and he winked at Han Mo , pouted, "Since I care so much about you and your son, how about a kiss?"

"Go! Don't ask for credit." Han Mo sneered, but still bent down and kissed the man's mouth, then straightened up, and smiled happily after seeing Shao Wenfeng's dumbfounded look.

He just knew that this man never thought that he would take the initiative to kiss him, look, be silly!

Shao Wenfeng was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, and then the crack became bigger and bigger. If his mouth wasn't so big, the corners of both sides of his mouth might be able to grin past his ears.

"Momo, Momo, just one more kiss, just one more kiss." She pouted and acted like a baby, and swayed her body while holding the baby in her arms, like a child who wanted candy!

Han Mo rolled his eyes and snorted.

What a beautiful thing to think about!He just looked at the man and gave him a little reward for the sake of coming to see him and his son at such a late hour, but he actually pushed his nose in the face, why is this guy so thick-skinned.

Shao Wenfeng wanted to be coquettish and cute, but his stomach growled twice and he gave up the idea.

The voice was quite loud, and Han Mo was taken aback for a moment, thinking he had heard it wrong.

"You are hungry?"

"I haven't eaten all day." He didn't like the things on the plane. He planned to order a takeaway when he returned to the company, but he forgot because he was too busy. Until he drove home just now, he was already hungry. Now Seeing Han Mo, he was hungry again.

Han Mo frowned, looked at the way the man winked at him pitifully, and sighed in resignation.

"I only know how to make noodles, do you want to eat them?" I learned how to make noodles because I made them for the little one. The little guy is already nine months old and has started to eat some food instead of milk powder.

Shao Wenfeng nodded quickly, "If you want to eat, it's best to add an egg and ham sausage."

"..." Han Mo rolled his eyes and left the house without saying whether to add or not.

It would be nice to make him a meal of noodles, and there are so many demands.

Although he was so disgusted, he went to the refrigerator to get two eggs. After looking through them, he couldn't find the ham sausage. Instead, he found a piece of meat melted by Aunt Jiang. It might be for cooking at noon. After thinking about it, he took it out and cut it up later. Come on, let's make a shredded pork noodles.

If Han Mo is willing, he can also make some home-cooked dishes, he is just lazy and doesn't like to cook.

Cut the shredded pork, although it is a bit wide, but it can be called shredded pork anyway.

Shredded pork was cooking on the pot, and tomatoes and spinach were cut on the other side, Aunt Jiang's voice sounded from behind.

"Momo, why don't you cook dumplings when you're hungry?"

Han Mo was taken aback and almost cut his finger with a knife.

"Auntie woke you up?" Turning his head and smiling at Aunt Jiang, he shook his head, "My brother is here, he is hungry and wants to eat."

Aunt Jiang was taken aback, glanced at him, and asked tentatively, "Momo, do you know that your brother doesn't like dumplings?"

Her son is no longer a picky eater, but he just hates eating dumplings.I ate too much when I was a child, and I didn’t eat anything when I grew up.

Shao Wenfeng hated dumplings to a certain extent, he would rather starve to death than eat a bite.By the way, I don't like buns and pies very much, but I can still eat them.

Han Mo shook his head again, and laughed, "I don't know, I just want to give my baby some milk. He drank some milk at night, and he drank a lot when he was sleeping. I'm afraid he'll be hungry."

Shao Wenfeng doesn't like eating dumplings?Then he will have a chance to invite a man to a dumpling banquet in the future, he likes dumplings very much.

"Oh, do you need my help?" Aunt Jiang felt a little relieved, she always felt that her son and Momo had some ulterior secret.

However, after a few months of observation, they became a little closer, and there was no misconduct at all.It's an exaggeration to say that intimacy is just her son clinging to Momo, but she can see clearly that Momo likes her son very much.

She was a little worried, what if Momo didn't like Xiaofeng and the relationship between brothers was not good?What if you like it too much...

So, older women are willing to worry about this and that.

Han Mo put the chopped vegetables into the pot and cooked them together, then put the noodles in, "No need, Auntie, go to sleep, I'll finish it in a while." He was also a little hungry, and he was worried about taking care of the baby. Didn't eat much, so...

I put another handful of dried noodles into the pot, and after looking at it, it seemed a little less, so I grabbed another handful.

"Is the baby still burning?" Aunt Jiang asked as she reached out to fetch a glass of cold water for him.Originally, she was planning to help Han Mo take care of the baby, but Han Mo disagreed, saying that he was young enough to take care of him.

"Well, it's a little bit better now. I'll see if it's still burning like this tomorrow, and I'll take him to the hospital." Taking the water glass, Han Mo sighed and stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks to keep them from burning. Sticking together, "Auntie, go back to sleep."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm going to sleep, you don't need to clean up after you finish it." Aunt Jiang nodded repeatedly, turned and left.

Han Mo cracked the eggs into the pot, then took two bowls and waited for a while to fill the noodles.

He and Shao Wenfeng put the noodles that he and Shao Wenfeng wanted to eat first, turned the fire to low and added water to continue cooking the softer ones that the little one wanted to eat, and he went back to the room with the tray first.

"Huh? Wake up?" Seeing his son sitting in Shao Wenfeng's arms with a toothbrush stuffed into his mouth, Han Mo's eyes widened in surprise.

"Ahhhhhhh." The little baby turned his head to look at Han Mo as soon as he heard Han Mo's voice, and then waved the teething biscuit stick in his hand to greet him with a little mouth still drooling.

Putting the tray on the bedside table beside him, Han Mo went over and touched the baby's neck, the temperature seemed to be a little lower than before.

"It's quite fragrant." Shao Wenfeng leaned over to smell it, and raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, you don't want to see who did it." Han Mo raised his chin proudly.He took the chopsticks and handed them to him, reached out and hugged the little baby to let him sit aside, pinched his face, "Baby, are you hungry? Daddy will bring you noodles to eat."

Smelling the fragrance, the little baby moved his nose and pouted his mouth, pouted his buttocks and leaned over to grab Shao Wenfeng's arm and screamed.The little guy can now freely switch from the crawling position to the sitting position, and then from the sitting position to the crawling position.If Han Mo hides all his toys in front of him, the little baby can crawl over to find the toys by himself. Every time he sees him crawling around with his butt pouted, Han Mo can't help laughing.

"Are you able to sit?" Shao Wenfeng was quite surprised. He took a small piece of tomato and blew it and stuffed it into his mouth. The little baby pursed his mouth and chewed it decently. Ah, called again.

Little white teeth and red tongue, chubby face and big watery eyes, and those innocent little eyes all tell Shao Wenfeng that his precious son is growing more and more juicy.

"You eat yours, I'll serve him noodles." Han Mo raised his hand and pulled Shao Wenfeng's arm, preventing him from feeding the noodles to the little baby.

After speaking, he turned around and went out. The little guy's noodles should be almost cooked.

Feeding a little baby is a very labor-saving thing. The little guy never eats two bites, plays, plays, and then eats two bites like other children. He keeps eating, keeps eating, and doesn't turn his face away until he is full.

Han Mo broke the noodles with a spoon, took a small spoonful and blew on it.

As soon as the little baby saw Han Mo's posture, he knew that his father wanted to feed the baby, so he quickly abandoned Shao Wenfeng and crawled towards Han Mo. Huhu's little hand grabbed Han Mo's arm, and his short short legs trembled, as if he was about to stand up in a hurry.

Han Mo was startled, and quickly sat on the bed, put the bowl aside and hugged him to sit, Shao Wenfeng sat forward, letting the baby lean against his arms.

The little guy was obedient, with his head up, his big eyes fixed on the little spoon Han Mo was holding, and he kept swallowing his saliva.

Looking at his greedy look with a smile, Han Mo scooped up the noodles and put them near his mouth. The little baby immediately opened his mouth impatiently, took the spoon in his mouth, sipped his mouth, and chewed. Swallow the noodles.

Han Mo raised his eyebrows, it seems that his son is really hungry.I have never seen such an active eating noodles before.

"Do you want to eat egg yolk?" He fed a small piece of egg yolk to the little baby with a spoon. Seeing how he ate it with his lips pouted, Han Mo chuckled.

He has now developed a habit of having a conversation with his baby from time to time, although he clearly knows that his son may not understand what his father is saying at all, but he likes it.

Shao Wenfeng tilted his head to watch Han Mo concentrate on feeding his son. He had eaten all the noodles in his bowl and even drank the soup.

Looking at the other bowl of noodles that was much missing, he knew that this was what Han Mo wanted to eat.

Reaching out for the bowl, he picked up a few noodles with chopsticks and fed them to Han Mo's mouth. He raised his eyebrows, "I'll feed you."

Han Mo was taken aback, then frowned at him, "I'll eat by myself later."

Why is this guy so gentle, it makes his skin crawl, he's not used to it.

Sometimes Han Mo felt that he was a masochist, or that he was physically abused, otherwise he wouldn't be able to bear Shao Wenfeng's gentleness to him.

"The noodles will be lumpy in a while, hurry up." Lifting the chopsticks to touch his lips, the little baby responded with two ahhhs.

It seemed to be urging Han Mo, Dad to eat quickly.

Han Mo curled his mouth, reluctantly opened his mouth to eat the next noodles.

Although it wasn't too long, it was still a bit mushy, he frowned and chewed and swallowed.Then I scooped up the noodles and fed them to the little one.

Seeing him eat the noodles he fed him, Shao Wenfeng felt very happy, and with a smile on his face, he fed him with chopsticks again.

The result is……

Han Mo feeds the baby, and Shao Wenfeng feeds him.

When the little one is full, he is almost full.

Looking at the remaining noodles in the bowl, Han Mo pursed his lips, turned his head away and shook his head, "I won't eat it, I feel like vomiting after eating too much."

Both father and son had the same expression after eating, frowning and pouting, looking equally cute.

Shao Wenfeng nodded, took the bowl and took two mouthfuls, all of which went into his stomach.

Mr. Shao said that he doesn't dislike eating leftovers from his family at all.

Twitching the corner of his mouth, Han Mo rolled his eyes at him.Why is this man going crazy today? Does he have to be so full of warmth? He's really not used to it, okay?

"You put him to sleep, I took it out and brushed it." Standing up, Shao Wenfeng packed the dishes and took them out of the room to the kitchen.

Han Mo blinked, turned his head to look at his son who started to snort and rub his eyes and was sleepy after he was full, and pinched his chubby face, causing the little baby to moan in dissatisfaction.

"Daddy touch the little belly." With a smile, he leaned over and touched the little baby's protruding belly. He chuckled, "Baby, you actually ate so much, can you hold it?"

"Hmm, Quack." The little guy couldn't understand what he was saying, and he took the toy car that Han Mo bought for him and waved his little hands indiscriminately. One of them lost his grip, and the little car fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"It's quite energetic." Shao Wenfeng happened to enter the door, picked up the small car and handed it to the little baby who was asking for it, and touched his forehead, "It's not burning."

Han Mo nodded and felt relieved.

His son is able to eat, which means he is ready. It is best not to burn it, and he can sleep for a while.

Turning to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was past five o'clock.

"Are you going to sleep? Don't you have to go to the company in the morning?" Although he was ashamed of Shao Wenfeng's behavior of coming over to rub the bed from time to time, it is undeniable that this man appeared very timely today.

Shao Wenfeng felt that it was not easy for Han Mo Neng to take the initiative to let him sleep, so he nodded and then shook his head.

After breathing out, he took the little baby in Han Mo's arms aside, pushed Han Mo's shoulder under Han Mo's puzzled eyes, then went to bed and sat cross-legged, and carried the little baby back to his arms Sit down, "I'll leave at seven o'clock, you go to sleep, I'll watch him."

Han Mo opened his mouth in surprise, looked at his obviously tired appearance, and then at his son who was sitting in his arms and started to doze off, slowly closing his eyes and nodding his head, he smiled and shook his head, "He wants to sleep Now, what are you looking at, let's sleep together."

Turn around and lay out the little quilt, hug the baby son and put it on it, the little guy kicked his legs, and then fell asleep with his little belly upright.

When Shao Wenfeng saw this, he immediately lay down beside Han Mo happily, raised his arms and put his arms around his belt, and rubbed his face against Han Mo's. He fell asleep and started snoring immediately.

Han Mo was completely stunned this time.

Turning his head and looking at Shao Wenfeng's face in surprise, he realized that under the man's eyes were obvious blue and black eye circles. How long has this guy not slept?

In fact, it didn't take long. It seemed that for about four days in a row, Shao Wenfeng was in a hurry, during which time he slept for less than an hour.

Fortunately, he was able to drive across half of the city to find Han Mo in peace, and now he fell asleep immediately because he had someone who made him feel at ease, otherwise he might still have to suffer.

Sighing softly, he removed the arms around his waist. Han Mo got out of bed and picked up the pants that the man threw at the end of the bed. set aside.

Went to wash his face and brushed his teeth, and came back breathing heavily. Han Mo climbed into bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

Shao Wenfeng, who was sleeping soundly, kept frowning until Han Mo was held in his arms again, the man stretched his brows, and then continued to sleep deeply with a smile on his mouth.

He smelled a reassuring smell, which belonged to his Momo.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Han Mo was disturbed by the buzzing sound. He opened his eyes in a daze, reached out and fumbled, and took out Shao Wenfeng's cell phone from under the pillow, and answered the call without looking at it. .

"Boss, you are a genius! You actually read all the contracts and signed them! Boss, I adore you!" Aiwen's excited voice came from the phone, causing Han Mo to frowned.

Turning his head to look at the man who had been holding him in a side-sleeping position, he let out a sigh, "Your boss is sleeping, I'll call you later."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, then touched the baby's diaper, resigned himself to his fate, got up and changed him to a clean one, then lay down and continued to sleep.

Shao Wenfeng knew his series of actions. After Han Mo lay down again and put his arms around his waist, he grinned dumbly in a place where Han Mo could not see.

His Momo is really cute.

Han Mo didn't wake up until almost eleven o'clock. The man who fell asleep beside him had already gone to the living room with the baby in his arms.

It’s not surprising that he didn’t see his son Han Mo after waking up, he’s already used to it, as long as Shao Wenfeng is around, the little baby will definitely be picked up by a man when he wakes up, and it’s very strange, the little guy only looks for Shao Wenfeng and replaces him with Aunt Jiang or Papa Han hugged him and left the bedroom, absolutely crying earth-shatteringly.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Han Mo gasped and kicked his slippers, and was stunned when he left the bedroom.

A large air bed was placed in the center of the living room. The little baby was sitting on the air bed, holding a plastic rake in his hand, and was playing with a bunch of colorful plastic balls on the air bed.

"Where did it come from?" He leaned over to touch the air mattress and raised his eyebrows.It was actually warm, and he was worried just now whether the baby would catch a cold.

"I brought it back, how about it?" Shao Wenfeng sat aside, and together with Father Han, they used colored balls to attract the little baby's attention.

Han Mo thought it was very good, sat on the side and slapped his hands twice, the little baby immediately crawled towards him with his butt twisting as if he had heard the order from that side, and grabbed it in his hand as if offering a treasure. Pass the red ball to Han Mo.

"Good boy!" Hehe laughed twice, Han Mo hugged him and kissed him, then let him go to play by himself.

Anyway, those small balls are quite big, suitable for babies to hold and not stuff them into their mouths.

I have to say that the things Shao Wenfeng brought over this time are quite practical.

"Momo, you have to go to work today." Father Han sat aside, holding a small shovel and fighting with the rake in the baby's hand. .

"Well, what's the matter?" Han Mo nodded, stood up and stretched, and sat comfortably sideways on the sofa, finally feeling relieved.

Father Han shook his head, raised his chin, and said casually, "Do you still remember the little girl from your Aunt Sun's family?"

Han Mo was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't remember which Aunt Sun it was after thinking for a long time.

"Forget it, Dad, just tell me if you have something to do." He reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts from the fruit plate on the coffee table, pushed them one by one into his mouth, and squinted at Shao Wenfeng.

The man seems to be playing with the little baby to cultivate feelings, but if you look closely, you can find that his back is straighter and his neck is stiffer. Obviously, this guy is eavesdropping!

"Why did you forget, the former old neighbor, her daughter always chased your ass and called her brother when she was a child, you liked to play with her very much at that time, and you always played the game of who plays the role of father and mother! "Papa Han seemed to think of Han Mo when he was a child, and said this with a smile.

Not only Han Mo felt ashamed and flustered, even Shao Wenfeng laughed when he heard it.

It turned out that Han Mo was so naive when he was a child.

"Oh, what's the matter? She has something to do with me?" With a sigh, Han Mo reached out to take the fruit plate from Aunt Jiang, and thanked him.

"Well, it's not a big deal." Father Han looked at him sideways and saw him lazily picking up oranges. After thinking about it, he said directly, "Her daughter is one year younger than you. She graduated the year before last and also studied advertising design." , it’s just that there are some highs and lows.”

Han Mo understood as soon as he rolled his eyes, didn't he just learn so much and still feel that he is awesome.Big companies look down on her, and small companies look down on her.

It is estimated that it is a trust relationship, otherwise, he would not be able to find his old man.

"Dad, can you finish it in one breath." Han Mo glanced at the old man, and opened his mouth to squeeze him expressionlessly.

Father Han is also a bit embarrassed, this is also an old colleague and comrade-in-arms, otherwise it would be impossible to meddle in this nosy business.

"See if your company is recruiting? Or let her go to your company for a try."

"...Okay, let's go." Although their company is not a big company, they are already well-known in the industry because of their recent successful cooperation with RS.So Zhang Mao had mentioned to him about recruiting people that day, and he had long wanted to recruit a group of novices to calm his mind.

Take him for example, if there is no pressure, he will not be able to design good works.So Han Mo told the employees in the company, especially the more than a dozen designers under him, that if they don't want to lose a stable job, they should devote 12 points of energy and fight all the time.

Although this trick is a bit unreasonable, it works very well.

Han Mo has always been a person who likes to see the results, and he never pays attention to the process, so he is actually a very good leader.

You did a good job, reward you.

If you didn't do well, I'm sorry, please leave.

Well, that's what he is.

"Dad, just this time." Seeing the old man go to make a phone call, he said something casually, then snorted softly and watched the old man change his face.

"You child is so unfilial!" The old man yelled at him angrily, but he also knew in his heart that it was not easy for Han Mo to let someone go to the company.

Shao Wenfeng understood it from the sidelines. He saw the old man talking on the phone, his mother was cooking in the kitchen, and the little baby was playing with toys by himself. He pulled Han Mo over and asked in a low voice, "Did that girl fall in love with you?"

There are so many companies, why do you have to go to the company where Han Mo works?There must be a conspiracy.

Han Mo raised his hand and touched his chin, then nodded slowly, "Maybe, I'm so chic and suave, isn't it normal for someone to take a fancy to me?"

What's the matter, just allow you to be full of peach blossoms and blue face everywhere, and I'm not allowed to be chased by anyone?

The young master used to be very popular!

If the current situation didn't allow him to make some big moves, Shao Wenfeng really wanted to press Han Mo on the air mattress and bite him hard.

Let him talk and stimulate himself when he has nothing to do!It's so irritating.

Seeing the man gnashing his teeth but unable to break out, Han Mo was even happier.

The exhausted body and mind that had been tossed by the little baby's illness for the past two days was even more relieved. He found that Shao Wenfeng was actually useful, at least he could act as a pistachio for him when he was depressed and uncomfortable.

Glancing at the sullen man, he chuckled lightly.

He glanced left and right, didn't see being noticed, then bent down, quickly and lightly, and kissed the man's face, then straightened up and looked at Shao Wenfeng's stupid look, and laughed out loud.

Ouch, this guy is so funny, he can still have such a silly expression.

Han Mo felt that no one saw it, but the little baby did.With her little butt pouted, she crawled over with her hands and legs rubbing against each other, screaming and pouting for a kiss.

"Little satyr." With a smile, he bowed his head and kissed the little baby, and Han Mo laughed even happier.

"Don't kiss him all the time." Shao Wenfeng came back to his senses and glared at Han Mo dissatisfied.

You have to be sneaky to kiss yourself, why can your son kiss so generously?He was unbalanced, uncomfortable, and wronged!

Rolling his eyes, Han Mo didn't bother to talk to him, took his mobile phone and walked aside to call Zhang Mao.

The company still has to talk to Zhang Mao about recruiting new people. After all, he is the big boss of the company, and he is just a small manager.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. He frowned and looked at the wall clock.

It's twelve o'clock at noon, did this guy go to eat?Don't have your phone?

In fact, Zhang Mao didn't go to eat, and the mobile phone was in his hand, but his current situation didn't seem suitable for answering the phone.

He's been robbed!

He just wanted to eat a siu mai in the small alley behind the street opposite the company, as for the one who was robbed when he went out after eating!

and……

Looking at the trembling young man holding a fruit knife in front of him, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, he sighed.

"Do you want money or a mobile phone? Or, do you want money and a mobile phone?"

It's sunny, what is this kid thinking?Leaving aside that this was a robbery in broad daylight, how dare he hold a fruit knife to rob him with his tiny arms and legs, who can't even stand still?What a joke!

But who is Zhang Mao, how calm he is.

If there is no big event that impacts him, such as Han Mo's pregnancy.Zhang Mao basically doesn't have too much mood swings, even if the current situation seems dizzying enough.

"I, I don't want money, and I don't want a mobile phone!" The little boy shook his head and swallowed.

Zhang Mao raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone to see who called just now, and then dialed back, "Han Mo, I have something to solve now, I will call you back later."

"Okay, don't raise your hands, aren't you tired? Come here, I'll treat you to dinner." Looking at the child, he knew that he was hungry. He waved his finger and pointed to the burning wheat tube not far away. I met this child before I took two steps out.

"Really?" The little boy tilted his head suspiciously, his big eyes matched with the black pattern-like marks on his face, it looked very funny.

"Really." Nodding, Zhang Mao turned and walked in.

The young boy in ragged clothes was stunned when he saw him turn around, and then ran to catch up with him.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhang Mao sat there with his legs crossed and looked at the young boy who was devouring him. He put his chin on one hand and let out a sigh, "Child, should you tell me what's going on with you?"

The little boy paused while eating, then pursed his lips and did not speak, just looked up at Zhang Mao.

"OK, OK, you eat, I won't ask any more." Zhang Mao chuckled as he raised his hand in a gesture of surrender.

He is not a person who likes to care about others, so it is not easy to ask a question casually.

The boy ate about thirty siu mai by himself, then drank a bowl of egg drop soup contentedly, and hiccupped unsightlyly, then wiped his mouth and looked at Zhang Mao, expressing that he was full.

"You are a good person."

Zhang Mao was dazed by the boy's sudden words, and then grinned hahaha.

"Well, I know." He doesn't seek money or kill, so he is of course a good person.

"Okay, I'll give you the money, go home." Taking out the only 500 yuan in cash from his wallet and handing it to the young boy, Zhang Mao stood up and waved to him, "Go home, your family must be very happy." Worry."

Even if the child didn't say anything, he could still tell that although the clothes on the young boy's body were dirty, they could still be seen as famous brands.If you don't ask some questions, you are actually leaving yourself a way out.

"I will repay you!" Seeing his back going out, the little boy shouted behind him.

Zhang Mao didn't look back, he raised his hand and waved.

He doesn't want to be implicated in anything if he repays or doesn't repay.

On the way back to the company, he called Han Mo. After hearing what Han Mo said, he didn't refuse. He just felt that this kind of relationship would be difficult to manage. "Are you sure?" Based on his understanding of Han Mo, he should be I hate relationship households the most.

"I'm not sure what to do, anyway, the old man said, so he will just take care of this time." The implication is that next time, don't take care of it, this time it's casual.

Zhang Mao nodded to express his understanding, and waved his hands to Song Xinye who was walking towards him, "That's all right, you can figure it out, hang up."

"Xinye? Are you looking for me?" What's wrong with this man's angry look?

"Where have you been?" Song Xinye stood in front of him with a cold face, with a fierce expression on his face.

He really has nothing to do with Zhang Mao.

You are hot, but others are cold and indifferent.

You are intentionally indifferent, but people are still indifferent.

You are yelling anxiously, but people are still indifferent.

Song Xinye felt that his liking for Zhang Mao had grown stronger day by day, but this man!But this man actually still regards himself as a junior, takes care of him, smiles, but is still estranged.

Zhang Mao walked into the company, and looked back, and saw the young boy standing across the road waving to him. He raised his hand and waved it reflexively, then turned to look at Song Xinye, "Go out and eat