Chapter 342
When she was angry, her eyes widened slightly and her cheeks were round, which made people want to feel the touch with her hands.

Messing did exactly that.

Tang Yimo froze, feeling the heat on his face, and didn't realize that he was pinching her face until the man retracted his hand.

In an instant, she forgot why she was angry.

I only remember that his hands were hot, and the temperature passed through her skin, causing numbness and ups and downs.

Mo Xiqing rubbed his fingertips, his eyes darkened.

The little girl has good skin and feels good.

The corners of his lips curled, and before anyone could react, he got up and said, "Go home when you're full."

Tang Yimo rubbed his nose and followed behind him.

After that, the journey was not long. At about 09:30, the car stopped at the gate of Mojia Manor.

The sensor door opens automatically, and the lights in the villa in the main building are bright, making people feel as warm as the lights.

The weather in Beijing is better than that in Lincheng. The wind is strong but there is no rain. The dark clouds covering the moon are blown away by the wind, and the bright moonlight sprinkles the frost all over the ground.

Tang Yimo walked inside first, Diandian was sitting on the sofa watching a variety show, when she heard the movement of the car and turned her head, she was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes and called the people next to him, "Grandpa Ding, am I hallucinating? Why do I seem to see my aunt?"

Uncle Ding had received the news from Mo Xiqing a long time ago, and said cheerfully, "Young master, it's not a hallucination, the young master and madam are back."

Tang Yimo walked up to him, heard a little bit of what he said clearly, and felt sore in his heart.

She smiled, pretending to be relaxed and said, "I knew you would definitely miss me, so I rushed back here on purpose, no thanks."

"Who misses you, I'm fine by myself... what is this?" Diandian retorted halfway, when she stretched out her hand, and there was a small square box in her palm.

Tang Yimo shook his arm, "I brought you mooncakes, try it?"

The packaging of the moon cakes is exquisite, and it comes out as a small piece.

Looking at it little by little, but a little dazed.

Round moon cakes symbolize the meaning of reunion.

He looked up at Tang Yimo who was looking at him tenderly, and then looked behind her, where Mo Xiqing was standing.

The figures of the two of them seemed to overlap, and they were reunited with him on this Mid-Autumn Festival night.

Tang Yimo's surprised voice suddenly sounded, and she said, "Why are you crying, baby, I came back too late, and I won't do it again next time."

She went over to hug Diandian and touched her cheek, only to realize that she shed tears at some point.

He is a man, how can he cry!
He wiped away his tears, felt Tang Yimo's hand behind her, and met Mo Xiqing's soft and gentle eyes.

After all, he couldn't hold back, and whimpered again.

Anyway, I was already ashamed, so I broke the jar.

Diandian hid in Tang Yimo's arms and burst into tears.

He thought to himself, why is Daddy so dishonest and still hasn't chased Mommy back.

He really wanted to, really wanted to call Mommy!

……

Tang Yimo frantically put the little guy to sleep. Although the room was chaotic, the atmosphere was warm.

And this Mid-Autumn Festival night, not everyone is so comfortable.

On the other side of the city, Yan Ling was very unlucky today.

She had been lucky recently. First, she successfully entered the Tang Corporation, and was even assigned to a leisurely department.

One must know that it was already difficult for her to enter the Tang Corporation with her academic qualifications, but she didn't know what kind of luck it was, so many people were dismissed, but she stayed until the end.

(End of this chapter)

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