Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 272
Mo Yan lay on his chest, silently, for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Why haven't you answered my calls?"

Her tone was somewhat reproachful and somewhat aggrieved.

Mr. Li looked down at her wet eyes, and reached out to brush her hair behind her ears. His voice was very warm and gentle, "I'm afraid to hear your voice, so I can't wait to come back."

One sentence softened Mo Yan's heart, she raised her head recklessly, kissed the corner of his lips, and said softly, "You are back."

Mr. Li curled his lips, "I'm back."

The temperature outside was a little low, Mr. Li took her into the car, and they didn't see each other for five whole days, the two of them couldn't hold back, kissed for a long time, and barely stopped before the gun went off.

The air in the car was a bit thin, Mo Yan half leaned on Mr. Li's shoulder, panting lightly, and the latter gently stroked her hair from head to tail, as if playing a very special game, never tired of it .

Mo Yan reached out and gently touched his bearded chin, and said in a low voice, "Your father knows who I am."

Mr. Li didn't pause in his movements, and hummed lightly.

Mo Yan got up and looked into his eyes, "Aren't you nervous?"

Mr. Li curled his lips, "What are you nervous about, you will know sooner or later."

He paused and asked, "Did he make things difficult for you?"

"That's not it."

Mo Yan got down again, "I just feel sorry for him, he has always been so good to me, but I lied to him for so long, he must be very angry."

"As long as we get married, this matter is inevitable after all. Do you want to back down?"

Mr. Li looked at Mo Yan with burning eyes.

Mo Yan didn't speak, but hugged him tightly.

Mr. Li smiled, pinched her face, and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow I will have a day off, and I will prepare all the documents the day after tomorrow, and we will go through the formalities."

Mo Yan's heart was very warm, and it took her a long time to realize, "When did you come back? Are you tired?"

Mr. Li rubbed her hair, "It's been more than two hours since I came back, I'll go back later to catch the jet lag."

When Mo Yan heard this, his heart ached immediately, and he pushed him and said, "Then you should go back quickly, it's getting so late."

With a smile on the corner of Mr. Li's lips, he said not seriously, "It's okay, you can go back after I sleep."

Mo Yan blushed all of a sudden.

Of course, in the end, Mr. Li still couldn't go back after sleeping with his wife, but he also bullied Mo Yan until his lips were red and swollen.

"Stop making trouble, you go back quickly."

Mo Yan pushed Mr. Li, his eyes were a little moist, and it looked very delicious. If Mr. Li was not too tired, he really wouldn't mind coming here once.

He pressed the back of Mo Yan's head, kissed him again, and said, "I will pick you up at ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow."

Mo Yan's heart was as sweet as honey, until she watched Mr. Li drive away from her sight, the smile on the corner of her mouth did not disappear, and she didn't even notice the pair of eyes in the dark...

Tongjia.

The wound on Ding Ding's head has healed a lot, and it doesn't look obvious, but the little guy seems to be more silent than before, sitting on the dining table, not talking all the time, eating only the dish in front of him, Pei Yanran looked at the special My heart aches, and when I think of Gu Yichen's recent attitude, I feel particularly chilled.

"Be good, baby, what do you want to eat, can mom pick it up for you?"

Pei Yanran's voice was very soft, asking Ding Ding warmly.

The little guy shook his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Pei Yanran had no choice but to pick up some of Ding Ding's favorite food and put them on the plate next to Ding Ding.

Ding Ding is too small to use chopsticks well. When picking up vegetables, he couldn’t pick them up. The vegetable juices were all over the place, making the table full of oil stains.

Zhang Xiaolan frowned unhappily, and looked at Pei Yanran coldly, "He doesn't know how to use chopsticks, you don't know how to teach him how to make it like this, how can people eat it?"

Her voice was a little high, Ding Ding seemed to be taken aback, the chopsticks fell to the ground all of a sudden, and her little face turned pale.

Pei Yanran was so distressed, she frowned and said, "Why are you so angry at the child, why can't you eat it?" "Be good, baby, what do you want to eat, can mom get it for you?"

Pei Yanran's voice was very soft, asking Ding Ding warmly.

The little guy shook his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Pei Yanran had no choice but to pick up some of Ding Ding's favorite food and put them on the plate next to Ding Ding.

Ding Ding is too small to use chopsticks well. When picking up vegetables, he couldn’t pick them up. The vegetable juices were all over the place, making the table full of oil stains.

Zhang Xiaolan frowned unhappily, and looked at Pei Yanran coldly, "He doesn't know how to use chopsticks, you don't know how to teach him how to make it like this, how can people eat it?"

Her voice was a little high, Ding Ding seemed to be taken aback, the chopsticks fell to the ground all of a sudden, and her little face turned pale.

Pei Yanran felt distressed, and frowned, "Why are you so angry at the child, why can't you eat it?"

Zhang Xiaolan's complexion changed, and she said calmly, "What's the matter? If this is someone else's child, you think I'd be willing to take care of it! How old are you, and you don't even have any tutoring!"

Pei Yanran has been feeling annoyed for the past few days. Hearing the other party's sarcasm, she became angry. She held back her anger and said, "Aunt Zhang, you don't seem to have much experience in raising children."

The implication is, what qualifications do you have to say about me.

How could Zhang Xiaolan not understand what she meant, she threw the chopsticks on the table, her expression became gloomy, "Speak clearly, what do you mean by that!"

"Enough! Can you give me a safe meal!"

Tong Junran slapped the dining table with a slap, and the tableware on the table rattled. Ding Ding's shoulders shook and he clenched his teeth tightly. shed tears.

Pei Yanran's heart ached, she took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Dad, eat slowly, I'll take Tintin to change clothes."

Tong Junran looked at the oil stains on Ding Ding's clothes, frowned and nodded, "Go."

Pei Yanran picked up Tintin and left the restaurant straight away.

At the dinner table, only Tong Junran and his wife Zhang Xiaolan were left, neither of them owed anything.

Tong Junran sighed, "He's a child who doesn't understand anything, why do you always compete with him?"

Zhang Xiaolan glanced at him with a cold face, and said with a sneer, "What do you think I should teach her? You are used to her treating herself like a dish! You don't really want to hand over the Tong family to her." Bar?"

Tong Junran frowned and said, "How is it possible?"

He glanced out and lowered his voice, "I know you are feeling uncomfortable, but at this critical moment, you should control your emotions a little bit. If this project fails, we will suffer a lot. What kind of moth did I make up?"

Zhang Xiaolan's face was gloomy, and after a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's better for this little/bitch/bad to be so arrogant all the time!"

(End of this chapter)