Su Mo Han pursed her lips without opening her mouth, avoiding the gaze of Ye Fei, and her fingertips trembled.

"Don't be angry? If you don't want to eat ice cream or Zhou black duck any more, will you laugh? " Seeing that he did not speak, ye Fei spoke again.

Su Mo Han still has no response, his eyes fall on the night outside the window, looking at a bewildered dwarf tree, a bit sour and a bit lonely.

Although Ye Fei doesn't know what's wrong with him, what she knows is that even though she is holding him clearly, he is still entangled in the cold all the year round.

Ye Fei doesn't know what kind of phone call actually made him so depressed. The frustration between her looks and her heart hurt.

Ye feisong opened his hand, went around him, forced his way into the gap between him and the window sill, and finally stood in front of him.

Su Mo Han frowned, afraid the windowsill cold, hurt her body, this just slightly back two steps, pulled her to a little far from the windowsill.

Ye Fei stretched out a pair of small hands and picked up his handsome face, staring at him: "Su Mo Han, don't you get angry? Who calls so hateful, my handsome husband is not handsome, if I know, I will teach her a good lesson for you! "

Su Mo Han was staring at her eyes, which were as clear as water. There was a bright luster in the eyes. The dim light reflected a touch of amber. However, when she looked at him, she narrowed into two crescent moons.

"Don't be angry any more. It's easy to get wrinkles when you are angry. How hard should I be when you become ugly? Please give me a smile ~ "Ye Fei looks at Su Mo Han with a pair of big eyes.

Su Mo Han looked at her smiling face quietly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her nose was inexplicably sour. Finally, in her eyes full of expectation, she pulled the corners of her mouth and squeezed out a radian.

Ye Fei saw that although his face was still ugly, she also gave her own reaction. She nodded and said, "this is good..."

Looking at her bright little face, Su Mo Han took his arms and exhausted all his strength.

Ye Fei has not yet responded, the whole person has been firmly pressed against his chest, his big hand is very strong, like a forceps general, the imprisonment of her some pain, let her almost difficult to breathe.

But ye Fei did not open her mouth, just gently raised her hand and patted his back ridge: "it's ok It's ok... "

Su Mo Han droops her eyes, a drop of crystal water drops from her long eyelashes, drops in the hair of Ye Fei, and disappears in a flash.

On that day, ye Fei went to bed with him early. Knowing that he was in a bad mood, she was very clever. She shrank in his arms and was very quiet. Until the night completely covered the earth, Su Mohan, who should have been sleeping, opened her eyes again.

Looking at the sweet sleep in his arms, he raised his hand and gently helped her to pin her hair to the back of her ear: "you can rest assured that we will have our own children."

Ye Fei's breathing sound is still uniform. She knows nothing about it.

Su Mo Han tossed and turned all night, almost sleepless, but in this dark and quiet night, he also gradually calmed down.

It must have been planned by Jiang Huiru more than ten years ago, because according to Ye Tiancheng's love for ye Fei, she will certainly marry into a rich family. But if a woman can't bear children, even if she marries a wealthy family, she will suffer a lot.