The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Mo Ye walked down the stairs slowly, his legs hadn't even recovered yet.

He frowned tightly and saw that the woman downstairs was busily busy, and she hadn't asked him to have dinner together for a long time.

Even at the age of adulthood, he was not allowed to appear at her dining table, and could only sit at the small table to eat by himself.

——Mo's mother always suspected that Mo Ye was also the offspring of that dog man and the woman outside.

"It's a nearby eel rice fast food restaurant." But at this time, she didn't look so indifferent, but like an ordinary foodie woman, stuffing a spoonful of rice into her mouth, "I feel like I ate their food." After the meal, the mood will unknowingly improve."

A familiar scent wafted away, Mo Ye was slightly taken aback.

Isn't this the eel rice made by the fast food restaurant where Bai Lin works?

Unbelievable, I didn't expect that the favorite food of a woman who has been picky eaters for so many years and has stomach problems is actually eel rice.

There was still an unopened package on the table, and Mo Ye sat down slowly, eating while listening to Mo's mother rarely talk about her youth.

She said that this eel rice reminded her of the northern island country she had been to, where eel rice was abundant, and after so many years, she remembered what happened at that time after only one bite.

At that time, she was also a kind-hearted and dedicated international student, carefree, and she also wanted to get good grades in her studies and return to China to start her own business.

Afterwards, her voice gradually decreased, and she did not continue speaking.

The whole life of this woman was ruined because she was tricked by her family back to her country and forced to marry the son of an entrepreneur she had never met.

Those beautiful and youthful days are gone, replaced by long nights and hopeless waiting.

"Mo Ye," she called his name so solemnly and tenderly for the first time, "I give you my name in the hope that you won't end up ruining your life like your father who only knows how to play. What I do for you is also for your own good, I hope you can understand me."

Mo Ye's chopsticks stopped, he opened his mouth slightly, and finally nodded.

"Well, Mom."

The last word made the always strong woman turn her head silently, then stood up and went to the bathroom.

Mo Ye also lowered his head.

Everyone is a child for the first time, but who is not a parent for the first time?

He gets along with her day and night, but he doesn't even know what this woman likes to eat and wear, and she also can't understand his depressed mood.There seemed to be an invisible wall between them, but—not indestructible.

When Mo Ye was about to finish the soup, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a piece of paper under the takeaway box.

He struggled to pull out the little piece of paper, only to see an ugly and cute villain of the same style as a dog at the same table.

"Communicate with mom more, come on!"

Seeing the inexplicably shameful emoji at the end, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Ye's mouth.

... This is really the best weekend he has ever had, and maybe it will get better and better in the future.

At this time, the "delivery brother" who was peeping outside the window seemed to finally feel relieved and prepared to go back when he saw such a scene.

"Who's over there?!"

Oops, it's the uncle from last time again!

Ten seconds later, the doorbell of Mo's house rang again, and it was Mo Ye who came out to open the door.

"Can you keep your dog from running around? At least put it on a leash."

Faced with this somewhat inexplicable accusation, Mo Ye glanced lightly at the opposite low wall, and agreed wholeheartedly.