hi don't run

Shao Wenfeng hugged Han Mo sideways in his arms to prevent him from struggling, clasped his shoulder with one hand, and wrapped his waist with the other.

The man is tall and tall. Han Mo has lost a lot of weight because of the stress and mental activity recently. Being surrounded by Shao Wenfeng in his arms like this, he can hardly be seen from the back, only his head. Shake wildly.

"Shao Wenfeng, you stallion, if I let you enter the house one more step, I'll change my surname to stupid!" Gritting her teeth, she propped her neck and stared back at the man. There was a problem with the angle, and he was not very comfortable.

The man grinned lightly, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and the people around were stunned, but he didn't care.

"Hey, Momo, don't be angry, don't be angry, you really misunderstood, he is my younger brother." Although he was very happy to see Han Mo's angry look, if he didn't explain clearly that he was blamed again, the stallion would be killed The scolding shows how romantic he is in Han Mo's heart.

Han Mo was taken aback, looked over the man's shoulder and saw the young man standing behind him grinning at him, his anger rose up.

"Fucking brother, Shao Wenfeng, do you think I don't know what you like? Can you make your lies more childish?"

Shao Wenfeng likes those green young people, he likes them up to the age of 23, this old hooligan doesn't care how old he is, old cows eat tender grass!I didn't change my nature, I thought this bad man had stopped recently, but I didn't expect it! !

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he couldn't get out of the man's embrace, so he stretched out his hand and squeezed the man's thigh which was close to his.

Shao Wenfeng's painful face instantly tightened, he took a deep breath and grinned, grabbing Han Mo's fierce claws from his thigh and holding it in his hand.

"Huh, really, it's really my younger brother, my half-brother, Zi Ning, come over to say hello."

Shao Zining curled his lips, reluctantly stepped forward and grinned at Han Mo, "Hello."

Frowning and glancing at Shao Zining, he nodded and smiled dryly, then squinted at Shao Wenfeng, and frowned slightly.

Why didn't he know that this guy had a younger brother?And he is still so young, is he an adult!With suspicious eyes, his eyes scanned Shao Wenfeng's handsome face like an X laser, and then scanned Shao Zining, curling his lips, there was nothing resembling it.

But Zhang Mao who was sitting beside him blinked and remembered that Shao Wenfeng had a brother.

He remembered that there should be more than one younger brother, right?There should also be a little brother.

"Does Mr. Shao still have a younger brother? Uh... I mean, you have two half-brothers."

Shao Wenfeng nodded, but he didn't feel that Zhang Mao knew that there was something wrong with his situation. He turned his head to look at Han Mo in his arms, and asked helplessly and annoyedly, "Did you reply this time?"

He was really sad that Han Mo still didn't trust him so much.He always felt that even though he was scumbag, promiscuous, promiscuous, and sexual in the past, since he started to have a one-sided love with Han Mo, he has corrected those previous problems.Even if he didn't explicitly express his intention to be with Han Mo, he always felt that Han Mo should have acquiesced in their relationship...

But now, Han Mo's first reaction was to suspect that he was hooking up with little boys outside. Couldn't he have a little bit of recognition for himself?

Closing his eyes, Shao Wenfeng put down his hands and stood up, twitching the corners of his mouth when Han Mo looked up at him, with a bitter smile, "Zining and I have something to talk about, you guys go back early after dinner, it's getting cold Don't freeze."

Han Mo opened his mouth, and Shao Wenfeng's momentary contrast made him a little bit at a loss, so he could only nod his head without making a sound.

Zhang Mao smiled at Shao Wenfeng and nodded. Seeing that he took Shao Zining and a few others to the box at the end of the aisle, he turned his head to look at Han Mo who was there in a daze, and sighed, "Han Mo?"

He also felt that something was wrong with Shao Wenfeng just now, as if he had suddenly changed his personality and his aura.

Han Mo pursed his lower lip, looked up at Zhang Mao with a dazed expression.

"..." Well, Zhang Mao sighed, he didn't know what to say.Judging from what happened just now, Shao Wenfeng probably felt helpless when Han Mo suspected him of having an affair, otherwise he wouldn't have laughed so far-fetchedly.

Smacking his lips, he shook his head.He can't just open his mouth to express his opinion on this matter. It's not so reasonable to say right or wrong. He doesn't want to cause any trouble for Han Mo.

Han Mo, on the other hand, was dazed for a moment and then returned to normal. He put a spoonful of bibimbap into his mouth as if nothing had happened, chewed, swallowed, and then took another spoonful.

Until the fourth spoonful, Zhang Mao, who couldn't see it, reached out to stop his raised arm and pressed it down, preventing him from filling the duck again.

"Don't eat it, you will get a stomachache after eating like this for a while."

Han Mo swallowed the food in his mouth, and sat there with his lips pursed, as if he was competing with himself no matter how he looked.In fact, he already felt uncomfortable in his stomach, but he just wanted to vent by eating.

He realized that what he did just now was wrong, but he just couldn't help being angry and angry. He also knew that he shouldn't say that about Shao Wenfeng, but when he saw the young man behind Shao Wenfeng again, some words came out without going through his brain. What can I do!

Sniffing, Han Mo threw the steel spoon in his hand, leaned against the back of the sofa and looked at Zhang Mao expressionlessly, feeling angry when he saw that he was eating slowly.

"Zhang Mao, are you kidding me?"

"Well, I'm kidding you." Zhang Mao nodded generously, shrugged and ate the last spoonful of rice, took a tissue to wipe his mouth, and laughed, "Han Mo, you like Shao Wenfeng."

His tone was discretionary, and his voice was not loud, but hearing it in Han Mo's ears made his brain explode.

His facial expressions froze in an instant, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was pursed, and his brows were furrowed.

"Zhang Mao, I think you're right, I like him." Slowly exhaling the breath held in his chest, Han Mo lowered his head dejectedly, and nodded with a wry smile.

"Well, I like him, I'm jealous, but!" Suddenly, he raised his head and looked straight at Zhang Mao, "Even so, so what, I won't let him get what he wants! "

Zhang Mao rolled his eyes at the startled way of speaking, he really didn't realize before that Han Mo also has a talent for acting.

"You mean you want to continue chasing me with him?" In fact, Han Mo can understand after thinking about it. A straight man became a pregnant woman, and then found himself in love with another man... Well, this is terrible. What a great story.

"Han Mo, you are an adult." He didn't say the last sentence, adults should not do such childish things!

Han Mo shrugged, spread his hands, and said in a very innocent tone, "We have a son, if I can't make him completely dedicated, how can I admit that I like him, Zhang Mao, you don't know, I He's a very insecure person."

Emotionally, Han Mo has never really liked anyone, or it can be said that he liked his first love, but his first love was in the third grade of elementary school, and it is too far away so far, so it can be ignored.

Or it can also be said that all the tossing and tossing to change girlfriends at the beginning was just to find someone I could really like, but unfortunately, I couldn't find one.

"You still despise Shao Wenfeng? You are no different from him, are you?" Zhang Mao sneered, obviously expressing dislike for his words.

I have heard of Han Mo's glory in bars and nightclubs. He is invincible and will not refuse anyone. He can handle any woman he likes. Unfortunately, a year and a half ago, Han Mo washed his hands of gold and never set foot in nightclubs again. step.

Zhang Mao had heard Song Xinye say these things more than once. Thinking about it now, it should be from that time that Han Mo knew about his pregnancy.

"I don't play with men!" Han Mo rolled his eyes and snorted.

That's why he has no confidence in Shao Wenfeng, that guy is obviously a double from the beginning to the end!A stallion that eats both men and women, meat and vegetables are not taboo!

"You don't play with men? I think you play Shao Wenfeng very well." Zhang smiled recklessly and shook his head, took a glass of peach juice for himself and Han Mo, took a sip, and licked his lips, "Hey, Is it comfortable to be with a man?"

"Pfft! Cough cough...cough cough..." Han Mo was drinking fruit juice, and when he heard his question, he spurted out a mouthful of juice, choking so much that his nose flowed out a lot.

Grabbing two paper towels to wipe his nose, Han Mo's coughing complexion changed, he raised his hand and threw the paper to Zhang Mao after wiping his nose.

"It's comfortable, it's very comfortable, it's so good that you're going to pee, you'll know if you try it? I'm curious, why do you ask me, you go to Song Er to have a bed and roll the sheets, and he will tell you all about it! Anyway He is very happy." Han Mo blew his hair, sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, fired a machine gun at Zhang Mao, chug chug, and said the words that ran against him.

Zhang Mao raised his hand to touch his chin, as if he was thinking, and nodded his head slightly.

He was quite curious, but looking for Song Er?Hmm... no, that firecracker is not suitable for helping him experience the feeling.

Well, let's talk about it later, anyway, he doesn't have the heart to think about such nonsense right now.

"Have you finished eating, let's go?" Zhang Mao raised his hand and asked the waiter to check out.

Han Mo pursed his lips, raised his head and looked forward, thought for a while and stood up and threw his car keys to Zhang Mao, "Don't worry, I have to go and have a look, who knows what bad idea I have planned, I too His younger brother has to get mixed up."

"...You just say you want to go home with him, there are so many excuses." Zhang Mao pouted, took his car key and turned it around a few times in his hand, leaned over and slapped Han Mo on the buttocks, "I pray for your chrysanthemum that it will not bloom tonight, and you have a meeting tomorrow."

The corner of Han Mo's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to punch him.