I cry so hard!

In the early morning of the next day, rustling sounds came from the room, occasionally mixed with a few protests.Mo Ruanmiao's eyes were still a bit confused, and she put her hands on the shoulders of the person on her body, not wanting him to get closer, her body still had the feeling of last night, and she was sensitive wherever she touched it.

How could his strength stop the man from moving?After a while, Mo Ruanmiao's voice became a little crying. Mo Ruanmiao's voice was soft, clearly an order, but it sounded like a coquettish voice, "Don't be like this, it's so uncomfortable."

Mo Chutian let go of Mo Ruanmiao with a chuckle, and leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice, "Is it really uncomfortable? Is it too comfortable?"

Mo Ruanmiao turned his head to one side, acting like an ostrich, he really didn't want to have too much communication with Mo Chutian in this regard.Obviously before the relationship happened, Mo Chutian was still a gentleman who was allowed to tease you, and I was a gentleman who stood still, but now there is no shadow of what I used to be, and I am clearly a hooligan.

The two quarreled for a while before getting up. After changing clothes, Mo Ruanmiao sat on the sofa with a pillow in her arms and squinted at Mo Chutian who was checking emails. After watching, she raised her hand to cover her heart, and her ears quietly turn red.

Every time after finishing the work and getting up the next day, Mo Chutian would kiss where his heart was, and while kissing, he would tenderly ask him if he felt any pain here.Mo Ruanmiao couldn't stand Mo Chutian treating him like this, the psychological stimulation completely overwhelmed the physical stimulation, and it always gave him an illusion that he was Mo Chutian's treasure.

Mo Chutian glanced at the mail and put down the tablet. When he looked up, he saw someone staring at him. He smiled in a good mood and waved to Mo Ruanmiao, "Come back to your senses, let's go have breakfast. "

Two days passed in a flash. After Mrs. Zhao knew that Mo Ruanmiao was studying painting, she always wanted to ask him to draw a portrait of her so that she could show it off among her old sisters.So the daily life of Zhao Zhai these days is that the old lady sits at the side and acts as a model for Mo Ruanmiao, while Chairman Zhao and Mo Chutian play chess at the side.

The old lady was also afraid of delaying Mo Ruanmiao's time, she didn't have much requirements for the portrait, she didn't need to be detailed, just the most basic ones.But Mo Ruanmiao has requirements for himself, even if it is only a few days, he must paint well, which is a pain for Mo Chutian, he does not know how long it will take to put people to bed every night, Mo Ruanmiao always says wait 2 minutes, and then wait for half an hour.

Two days before the two left Hong Kong, Zhao Manzhen came back from abroad. As soon as she got off the plane, she asked the driver to take her to the old house. The targets were Mo Chutian and Mo Ruanmiao. She just wanted to see what was going on with them. .In the end, the imagination was far from hers, and the relationship between Mo Ruanmiao and Mo Chutian seemed to be pretty good.

During dinner, Zhao Ling's family also came to the old house and brought a few children. The old house was very lively for a while. Zhao Ling has been under strict control by the family for the past few days. Now he saw Mo Chutian The two hurried over.

"You don't know what I'm living these days." Zhao Ling didn't dare to speak too loudly.

Mo Chutian chuckled, "Aren't you alright? People who don't know what you said think you have suffered a lot."

Zhao Ling glared at Mo Chutian, with a look of remorse, "It's not because of Mo Yuwei, do you think you put some poison on her, she also returned to Hong Kong City recently, and her father brought her to my house the day before yesterday. She kept catching me asking about you and Miaomiao."

Mo Chutian was a little surprised, and Mo Ruanmiao came over when he heard his name.

"What are you so curious about?" Mo Chutian rubbed Mo Ruanmiao's head with a broken smile.

"I just want to hear it." Mo Ruanmiao said with a smile.

Zhao Ling told the two of her recent encounters again, and it was called crying, and finally it involved Mo Yuwei, "I think she is a bit strange, I don't know if it is my illusion, what she seems to really want to know is Miaomiao's situation."

Hearing this, Mo Chutian's mind moved slightly, and a sense of vigilance spread to his heart.

After dinner, all the young and old went to the garden on the roof. Zhao Manzhen, Zhao Ling's mother and sister-in-law played cards with the old lady. The children played together with the game consoles, and the adults chatted on the sofa next to them. playing.

After nine o'clock, Zhao Ling's family left the old house, while Zhao Manzhen stayed behind.

At nearly eleven o'clock, Mo Ruanmiao was already asleep, but at this time the other person on the bed left the bedroom. He came to Zhao Manzhen's room, knocked on the door lightly, and opened the door until there was a sound from inside.

"Mom." Mo Chutian shouted.

Zhao Manzhen was sitting on a chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass in her hand, and a bottle of red wine on the table. She raised her chin, pointed to herself, and said, "Sit."

As soon as Mo Chutian returned to the bedroom, he received a message from Zhao Manzhen, and he couldn't guess what the other party was going to say.

"Is he asleep?" Zhao Manzhen asked while looking at the wine glass in his hand.

Of course Mo Chutian knew who Zhao Manzhen was talking about, he nodded and said, "Well, I just fell asleep."

Zhao Manzhen clicked her tongue, put the cup back on the table, and looked at Mo Chutian probingly, with a smile on her lips, "It's really unpredictable. In the past two years, I never would have imagined that you would be with a man. Together, it’s really a change.”

Mo Chutian spread his hands, "I can't help it, I haven't met Miaomiao before."

"Your dad should know about it," Zhao Manzhen brought up another topic, "How did he react?"

Mo Chutian replied: "He didn't say that I won't be with Miaomiao, but he was worried that I would delay Miaomiao's studies."

Although Zhao Manzhen was surprised by Mo Qixing's attitude, she didn't feel too surprised. She nodded and said, "Okay, your father has no objection, and I have no objection."

Mo Chutian was a little surprised. Zhao Manzhen's attitude came too suddenly. Although it was a result sooner or later, Mo Chutian still felt pleasantly surprised. After all, Zhao Manzhen was his mother, even though he was already a very assertive adult. People still care about what their family thinks.

"Mom," Mo Chutian said seriously, with a smile on his lips, "Thank you."

On weekdays, Zhao Manzhen and Mo Chutian were used to quarreling, and when she suddenly heard such words, she was also a little embarrassed, and felt a little awkward in her heart, "Thank you for what? I don't want you to meet someone who likes each other when you are old and young. It's not easy." As she spoke, she suddenly felt a little emotional, and her beautiful face was covered with a little loneliness, "You are much better than me and your dad, it's good." She sighed, "It's good."

Zhao Manzhen picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine, showing a bit of tenderness between her brows, and said, "Your kid looks so innocent, if he remains like this in the future, it's your skill."

In the bedroom, the person who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed propped himself up and sat up slowly, Mo Ruanmiao rubbed his eyes and looked around, Mo Chutian was not in the room.At this time, most of his drowsiness disappeared, and he hugged the quilt and leaned against the bed in a daze. Where did Mo Chutian go?

After an unknown amount of time, there was a small sound from the door, and Mo Ruanmiao's gaze immediately turned to that place. As soon as Mo Chutian opened the door, he met his gaze. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Why did you wake up?"

A smile slowly appeared on Mo Ruanmiao's face, "I can't sleep without you by my side."

"Mom asked me for something just now." Before Mo Ruanmiao could ask, Mo Chutian said the matter first.

After hearing this, Mo Ruanmiao really lost all sleepiness, and he asked nervously, "What did Auntie say?"

Mo Chutian pulled the quilt over, held Mo Ruanmiao's hand, and said, "Don't be nervous, it's just..."

He deliberately kept it a secret, and sure enough, the nervousness covered the child's entire face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Just what?" Mo Ruanmiao's beautiful eyes were filled with anxiety.

"It's just that you can't call me aunt in the future, you have to call me mother."

Mo Ruanmiao froze on the spot, didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while, and instead of nervousness, he cautiously and happily confirmed with Mo Chutian, "Brother, didn't you lie to me? "

"What did I lie to you for?" Mo Chutian also laughed, and he pushed Mo Ruanmiao into the bed, kissed the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's a happy thing, but we have to sleep .”

Mo Ruanmiao grabbed his sleeve, blinked and said truthfully, "But I can't sleep." Then his eyes curved into a beautiful arc, "Brother, I'm so happy."

The result of this was that the next day, Mo Chutian couldn't stand people at all. Mo Ruanmiao ran to Zhao Manzhen with a drawing board in her arms, and said with a smile, "Auntie, can I draw a picture for you?"

This is Mo Ruanmiao's problem. If he likes someone, he will paint for him. There are already three painting books dedicated to Mo Chutian, and the number is still increasing.

Zhao Manzhen first corrected one of his mistakes, "Are you still called Auntie?"

Mo Ruanmiao was kind and kind, and shyly called out "Mom" in a low voice. There was nothing wrong with it, but when he shouted, his eyes suddenly became sore. He thought of Zheng Junmei, who had left him forever. But now he actually has another mother in his life.

At this time, Mo Chutian finally caught him. He was just called by the old lady to the garden for a while, and when he came back, he disappeared. Seeing Mo Ruanmiao holding a drawing board, what else does he not understand? of?

"Mom." Mo Chutian greeted Zhao Manzhen first, then turned to Mo Ruanmiao, with connivance and helplessness in his words, "The person disappeared in a few minutes."

Mo Ruanmiao smiled obediently, planning to get away with it.

Zhao Manzhen took the conversation and said with a smile, "Miaomiao said she would draw a picture for me."

Mo Chutian sat next to Mo Ruanmiao, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then Miaomiao can only owe her mother first, because we have to go back to S city tomorrow."

In the end, there was still no debt. Zhao Manzhen was quite looking forward to this matter. She went to the room and carefully selected a photo of her youth, and asked Mo Ruanmiao if she could draw this. Of course, Mo Ruanmiao agreed, and just took the photo. After he got it, he realized the specialness of the photo.

"Brother, is this mother's..." Mo Ruanmiao hesitated and said, "I think it looks a bit like a wedding photo."

Mo Chutian took it and took a look. The woman in the photo was gorgeous, dressed in fancy clothes, with a bit of girlish shyness in her eyebrows, and she could vaguely see the shadow of Zhao Manzhen, but it was difficult for Mo Chutian to compare her now with the one in the photo. women linked together.

The girl with gentle eyebrows finally turned into a vigorous woman in the sculpting of time.

Mo Chutian suddenly understood the meaning of what Zhao Manzhen said last night. He turned his eyes to look at Mo Ruanmiao beside him. The child was leaning against him and seriously thinking about this photo. It is said that Mo Ruanmiao will definitely look like this after many years, and will grow up, but the innocence is still there.