Chapter 825
"If you're bored, smoke another one." She said softly.
She remembers seeing some chicken soup of soul, saying that when men are upset, they like to smoke, and! This method is feasible! Boys generally use this method to solve the boring.
Looking at him silent, she reached for his pocket, some clumsy holding a lighter, lit a cigar, and handed it to him.
"Here you are." She put the cigar in his mouth.
Mo Yanchen lowered his head, looked at her clumsy appearance, and then looked at her hand cigar action, the corners of his mouth raised a smile: "really stupid."
He said, grabbed the cigar and threw it on the ground. After putting it out, he pulled her into his arms.
"Silly or stupid, it's my honor to bring me when uncle is not happy." She said in a low voice, with a small hand on his collar.
You know, he's gone, and he wants to take her back!
This man, who values her so much, can control his emotions and come back. Although she is scared, she can accompany him when he is not happy! She felt happy.
"Oranges." His Adam's Apple moved and he called to her hoarsely.
"Yes." She looked up at him.
With the help of moonlight, looking at her clear water eyes flashing! He looked down at her and touched her head with his big hands, one after another.
"Is there any special place I want to go? I'll take you now." He found that he didn't seem to have enough time. He always wasted it on his work!
If you don't accompany her well, she always says you can! He has always been the center, suddenly found that he seems to be neglected to her.
Such a lovely girl, accompany him for a whole few months, but he seems to have never taken her anywhere! Apart from eating, he and she didn't seem to have been to a good place together!
Said to accompany her to see the scenery of the north and south of the river, look at the scenery of spring, summer, autumn and winter, eat all kinds of food, have the most beautiful time! But he didn't do it all.
"Where there is an uncle, that's enough." She couldn't think of anything in particular that she wanted to go.
Just, stay with him, always feel down-to-earth.
He looked down at her, only at her giggling! He gently rubbed her cheek, such a woman, how can he be angry in front of her?
Mo Yanchen thought and thought again.
"They just talked about my mother." He said very difficult, as if these words, stuffy in his mind for a long time! It's very difficult to say "Ma".
When I was a child, I wanted to cry most. At the end, I couldn't see it, I couldn't touch it, I couldn't cry it out!
After many years, he called Lin Qinghui "mother". He was used to it, but the word "Ma" was very difficult. It was awkward to read and even more difficult to speak.
"They said that she committed suicide, but I saw that she died in his hands! Orange, you know, the blood all over the ground has dyed Mohist front yard red. Every time I go back, I seem to see her lying there. " He said in a husky, choking voice.
So, he didn't want to go back to Mo's house. He didn't want to go back to Mo's house. Every time he went back to stay for half an hour, he was in a hurry to leave. He didn't even want to eat.
The memory there is too heavy. He is always afraid of remembering the past. He is afraid that he can't help but kill Mo Cheng.
"Why commit suicide?" She has been puzzled, when Mo Yanchen was so old, how much courage did she need to commit suicide?
This act of abandoning husband and son is not done by a mother!
She remembers seeing some chicken soup of soul, saying that when men are upset, they like to smoke, and! This method is feasible! Boys generally use this method to solve the boring.
Looking at him silent, she reached for his pocket, some clumsy holding a lighter, lit a cigar, and handed it to him.
"Here you are." She put the cigar in his mouth.
Mo Yanchen lowered his head, looked at her clumsy appearance, and then looked at her hand cigar action, the corners of his mouth raised a smile: "really stupid."
He said, grabbed the cigar and threw it on the ground. After putting it out, he pulled her into his arms.
"Silly or stupid, it's my honor to bring me when uncle is not happy." She said in a low voice, with a small hand on his collar.
You know, he's gone, and he wants to take her back!
This man, who values her so much, can control his emotions and come back. Although she is scared, she can accompany him when he is not happy! She felt happy.
"Oranges." His Adam's Apple moved and he called to her hoarsely.
"Yes." She looked up at him.
With the help of moonlight, looking at her clear water eyes flashing! He looked down at her and touched her head with his big hands, one after another.
"Is there any special place I want to go? I'll take you now." He found that he didn't seem to have enough time. He always wasted it on his work!
If you don't accompany her well, she always says you can! He has always been the center, suddenly found that he seems to be neglected to her.
Such a lovely girl, accompany him for a whole few months, but he seems to have never taken her anywhere! Apart from eating, he and she didn't seem to have been to a good place together!
Said to accompany her to see the scenery of the north and south of the river, look at the scenery of spring, summer, autumn and winter, eat all kinds of food, have the most beautiful time! But he didn't do it all.
"Where there is an uncle, that's enough." She couldn't think of anything in particular that she wanted to go.
Just, stay with him, always feel down-to-earth.
He looked down at her, only at her giggling! He gently rubbed her cheek, such a woman, how can he be angry in front of her?
Mo Yanchen thought and thought again.
"They just talked about my mother." He said very difficult, as if these words, stuffy in his mind for a long time! It's very difficult to say "Ma".
When I was a child, I wanted to cry most. At the end, I couldn't see it, I couldn't touch it, I couldn't cry it out!
After many years, he called Lin Qinghui "mother". He was used to it, but the word "Ma" was very difficult. It was awkward to read and even more difficult to speak.
"They said that she committed suicide, but I saw that she died in his hands! Orange, you know, the blood all over the ground has dyed Mohist front yard red. Every time I go back, I seem to see her lying there. " He said in a husky, choking voice.
So, he didn't want to go back to Mo's house. He didn't want to go back to Mo's house. Every time he went back to stay for half an hour, he was in a hurry to leave. He didn't even want to eat.
The memory there is too heavy. He is always afraid of remembering the past. He is afraid that he can't help but kill Mo Cheng.
"Why commit suicide?" She has been puzzled, when Mo Yanchen was so old, how much courage did she need to commit suicide?
This act of abandoning husband and son is not done by a mother!