My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

The uncle has a good appearance and temperament, even if he doesn't smile, he still looks good. The photos he took were affixed with a marriage certificate, stamped with steel stamps, An Nuo and Mo Shenghuan each had a copy, and the red was bright.

"Okay, great." Mr. Mo was rarely happy, and there were more wrinkles on his smiling face.

An Nuo put the red book in his pocket, and saw the little fairy man next to him holding his marriage certificate, his eyes downcast, his long black eyelashes curled slightly, showing no expression.

"This is not an environment the young master is familiar with. Staying for a long time will make the young master uncomfortable." Secretary Li told An Nuo in a low voice, "We have to send the young master back first."

An Nuo got up, holding Mo Shenghuan's cool hand like holding a fragile treasure, and walked out of Mo's old house step by step, and stepped into the extended version of Land Rover.

Mr. Mo and Secretary Li were worried about following. Although it was an extended car, it only had five seats. Secretary Li successfully drove off the driver and started driving. Newcomers can see it more clearly.

After the car started, An Nuo carefully put the hand he was holding back to Mo Shenghuan's side, and carefully waved his fingers.

When meeting for the first time, it is agreed that you will not take advantage, so you must keep your word.Although I don't know how Mo Shenghuan was fooled by Mr. Mo, An Nuo sincerely thanked him for coming, and for the slight tilt when taking pictures.

What seems easy to others may be the result of his efforts to fight against the discomfort of strangers and uneasiness in unfamiliar environments, and try his best to cooperate with himself.

"Thank you for your hard work." An Nuo leaned her body and thanked in a low voice, "If you need anything, I will do my best to help you."

The people around him remained motionless, An Nuo raised his head, and met Mo Shenghuan's downcast eyes.

As a man, having such beautiful eyes is definitely against the rules.An Nuo followed his gaze down, and suddenly found that Mo Shenghuan's gaze seemed to have shifted slightly, and the end point of the gaze fell on himself.

An Nuo moved his body to the side in disbelief, only to see Mo Shenghuan's eyes slightly raised, actually following him!

But this gaze did not fall on An Nuo's face, An Nuo touched his face in doubt, not knowing what attracted him to him.

An Nuo kept changing positions, and after positioning again and again, he finally found that Mo Shenghuan's eyes were focused on his collarbone.

An Nuo looked down and saw that the white shirt with free shipping for [-] yuan and [-] yuan was not stained with any stains, but the buttons, because the buttonholes were too big, two of them could not be fastened.

Is it because of this?

An Nuo dubiously adjusted the buttons, and when she looked up again, she found that Mo Shenghuan's eyes were still fixed on her.

An Nuo lowered his head again, his eyes lingered on the white shirt for a long time, and suddenly discovered the problem that he had discovered all morning.

The two collars of the shirt are uneven, the one on the left is slightly higher, and the one on the right is lower.It's not easy to achieve such an uneven effect with just two collars.

An Nuo was quite confident at the time, and she was able to use her appearance advantage to let others ignore this small defect, because she tilted her body when taking pictures, and even the cameraman didn't pay attention to this point, but Mo Shenghuan is obviously not an ordinary person.

An Nuo was thinking about how to make the two collars look more even, when she saw a slender jade-like hand lift up and gently tug on her left collar.

The buttonhole of the shirt was too big, and with this pull, the angle was so good that it seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du. Three buttons slipped out of the buttonhole in a row, and the fourth button was hovering on the edge of being open or not.

The entire shirt only has five buttons, after all, the price is there.

Half of the young man's fair chest was exposed, and Mo Shenghuan kept pulling his collar motionless, his eyes froze for a moment, he quickly closed his collar, and covered An Nuo's chest with his cool palms.

Mo Shenghuan is tall and has big hands. His cold white skin accentuates the softness of the young man's skin, as if a mark can be left on it with just one kneading.

An Nuo didn't dare to move, fearing that with a single breath, his chest would be pressed against the man's palm.

There was a gasping sound coming from the front, and before Secretary Li could take a look at what was going on behind him, he was scolded by Mr. Mo, and the rearview mirror was slapped away by Mr. Mo.

Secretary Li didn't know why, and An Nuo almost flew out when she stepped on the brake.

The hand in front of the chest was extremely firm, blocking An Nuo's tendency to rush forward, and took advantage of the trend to sweep back. An Nuo leaned his head in the man's arms, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Master?" Secretary Li's voice was filled with grievance and puzzlement.

"I forgot that this is in the car, I'm sorry to cough." Mr. Mo wiped his old face and adjusted the rearview mirror again, his eyes were a little relieved in the vicissitudes of life.

Son, it's still in the car, don't mess around.

An Nuo's face was hot, she sat up quickly, grabbed the shirt and moved it to the side.

Secretary Li glanced at the rearview mirror calmly, and started the car again. Mr. Mo pretended to look out the window, feeling a little redundant for the first time.

Originally, I was worried that the two children would not be able to get along well, but now it seems that I was worrying too much.

Seeing that the two people in front were looking elsewhere, An Nuo carefully let go of his grip on the shirt, and looked down, the quality of the fabric was not good, the wrinkles were very obvious, and the small white buttons were only connected with a few threads, precariously.

An Nuo looked up at Mo Shenghuan, but the other's gaze was still on her.

This time, two hands were stretched out, with distinct knuckles and slender fingers.

Holding the crumbling button with one hand, and pulling the buttonhole with the other hand, they were buttoned together softly and delicately, as if they were making up for their mistake just now.

An Nuo was a little surprised, and a little warmth rose inexplicably from the bottom of her heart.Facing Mo Shenghuan, An Nuo sat up straight, looked down at those hands that were like works of art, and buttoned buttons one after another for herself.

The knuckles rubbed against An Nuo's chest through the thin fabric of the shirt, feeling a little itchy, and An Nuo pinched his earlobe uncomfortably.

I have buttoned up many people, my childhood friend, my teammate who injured his arm in the base, my two cubs, and even my ex-husband who came home half drunk.

But this is the first time someone has buttoned himself.

That's how it feels.

An Nuo pursed her lips, and didn't know where to put her hands. She wanted to relieve the tension and touched the tip of her nose, but when she raised her hand, a button that was fastened slipped out of the seam.

The two hands in front of the chest stopped, An Nuo raised his head, and carefully looked at Mo Shenghuan's expression.

Neither angry nor impatient, he just re-buttoned the button that had slipped out, his brows calm.

All four buttons returned to their original positions, and Mo Shenghuan also returned to their original positions, leaning against the back of the leather chair, closing his eyes and meditating.

Compared to Mo Shenghuan being tired, An Nuo is more willing to believe that he doesn't want to see his two collars, one high and one low.

On how obsessive-compulsive disorder is forced to death.

The car parked in front of the villa that he visited yesterday, so Mo Shenghuan got up and quickly walked into the villa without being led by others, and went straight to the second floor.

An Nuo looked up and watched Mo Shenghuan's back disappear. Just now, he and Mr. Mo returned to the living room on the first floor. Aunt Yang brought tea with a smile. An Nuo noticed that she was wearing a dark red apron today.

"An Nuo, from now on, this is your home." Mr. Mo was in a good mood, "I asked Xiao Yang to prepare the daily necessities for you, so don't go back after dinner tonight, and Shenghuan is familiar again."

"I have class tomorrow morning." An Nuo scratched her head uncomfortable, "If you live here, it will be a bit inconvenient to go to class."

"You don't have to worry about that." Mr. Mo waved his hand, "I've thought of this a long time ago."

Secretary Li stepped forward, took out a small gift box from his pocket, and opened it in front of An Nuo.

A car key was quietly lying in the gift box, and it was tied with a bow in detail. An Nuo took the gift box and found a small note next to it with a series of numbers written on it.

"This is my wedding present from the old man. The car is not a good car, so as not to cause trouble for you at school." Old man Mo had a kind face.

"I know you haven't taken your driver's license test yet. The contact information on this note is a driver with 20 years of driving experience. Mo's pays him. In the future, he will drive for you alone and will be on call."

An Nuo was a little stunned. In the last life, after giving birth to two cubs, she had to squeeze the bus and the subway. In this life...you even have your own car so soon?

There is also a professional driver...

Same as dreaming.

"I know I'm busy with school, but Sheng Huan also needs you." Mr. Mo said in a gentle voice, "I can only work hard for you. If you need anything, just tell me as much as possible."

"Thank you..." An Nuo wanted to thank her, but for a while she didn't know how to call her grandpa, so she followed Mo Shenghuan and called her dad.

"That's right." Mr. Mo took out a red envelope from his pocket, which looked thin and had no weight.

"Changing fee." Mr. Mo shook the red envelope with a smile.

An Nuo was extremely polite, immediately took the tea brought by Aunt Yang, bowed to Mr. Mo and offered the tea, "Dad, you drink tea."

"Ah!" Mr. Mo responded loudly, took the tea brought by An Nuo, took a full sip, and then handed the teacup to An Nuo.

An Nuo put the teacup away, and looked back, Mr. Mo was wiping away his tears, a little choked up.

"I never thought that I could drink the tea from Shenghuan." Mr. Mo wiped his tears and handed over the red envelope.

"Son, I can't even give you a wedding. I really feel sorry for you."

"Dad, it's okay." An Nuo took the red envelope with a very good attitude.

In my previous life, I and Mo Chenghuan not only had an engagement banquet, but also had a grand and complicated wedding, but what's the use of these?

It's just that I'm so busy that I'm dizzy, and then I have to look at the smelly face of my ex-mother-in-law, and my ex-husband won't really fall in love with me just because of a wedding, what I should hate is still annoying.

"Sheng Huan can't go to the family banquet this afternoon, so I can only wrong you to come alone." Mr. Mo looked at the young man pityingly, "It doesn't matter if you don't know anyone, you don't have to please them, anyone who dares to act weird in front of you , I will call the shots for you."

An Nuo nodded obediently.

The Mo family has a large population. Although the wedding was not held, but for such a big event, there must be a family banquet.

Mr. Mo and Secretary Li left first. An Nuo opened the red envelope and found a silver credit card inside.

Seeing the young man staring at the credit card in a daze, Aunt Yang explained with a smile, "Master used the credit card to give pocket money to the younger generation of the Mo family, but the amount is different, so you don't need to pay it back, just spend it at ease."

The way rich people send pocket money is so different.

An Nuo looked at the card carefully, "Then what's the limit on my card?"

"Generally, the master gives the juniors of the Mo family a gold card with a limit of about 50. Yours is a platinum card with a limit of [-]." Aunt Yang glanced at the vibrating bracelet on her wrist.

"What's the matter?" An Nuo noticed Aunt Yang's bracelet.

"This is an alarm clock to remind my young master that it's time to take medicine." Aunt Yang didn't shy away, she took An Nuo to the cool cabinet, compared the medicine list, and poured out the medicine according to the amount.

"What kind of medicine are these...?"

The medicine bottles were all in English, An Nuo looked at them for a long time but didn't see any tricks.

"This is prescribed by the doctor to nourish the nerves, and there are some that can boost the spirit." Aunt Yang put the medicine in a small dish and brought a glass of warm water.

Looking at the small dish of medicine, An Nuo was in a daze. This is more than the side dishes in the beef noodle restaurant. For those who have a small appetite, they may be half full after swallowing it with water.