So he really didn't blame her for being angry, angry and angry.

He asked himself that he was not a saint, and he knew that ye Fei was not a saint. In fact, they were just the most ordinary and ordinary individuals. Like every couple, they would quarrel, get angry, suspect and sacrifice.

Ye Fei once said to him that she was always worried that this was a dream, and that it would vanish when she woke up.

In fact, he never told her, in fact, he would be afraid, and he would also be afraid that all this was a dream, because it was too beautiful, too sweet, beautiful to let him feel that he did not deserve to have, sweet let him feel that this could not be the real existence.

Su Mo Han said in a low voice: "don't drive me away after losing my temper."

Ye Fei leaned her head against his shoulder and said in a soft voice, "good."

Su Mo Han didn't speak again. After a while, ye Fei added with an uneasy opening: "I let you go, and you are not allowed to go."

"Good." Su Mo Han slightly raised the corner of his lips and responded to a word.

After a while, ye Fei seemed to think of something. She raised her head in red eyes and said to Su Mohan, "you haven't told me who Lu Jing is?"

Su Mohan was silent for a while and whispered, "her mother used to be my father's assistant. After my father disappeared, her mother took me to their home to take care of me, so I lived in their home for a few years."

Ye Fei was slightly distracted, looking at the desolation of his eyes, inexplicable heartache, reached out and gently hugged him: "don't worry, we will have our own home in the future."

Su Mo Han drooped her eyes and didn't speak. She stretched out her hand to hold Ye Fei more tightly.

After a while, Su Mo Han pulled a bed from the side. The two beds joined together and took off her clothes and got into the bed of Ye Fei.

"When did you leave their house?" Ye Fei turns her head and looks at the man beside her.

Su Mo Han thought for a while and said, "sixteen."

"You left by yourself when you were so young? If you don't look in the mirror to see how good you look, don't you worry about being missed and sold in the hotel? "

Su Mo Han smile: "want to let me sell myself also have to see if they have that ability."

"You brag again."

Su Mohan did not speak on his arm. At the age of 16, his hands had been stained with countless lives. When he left LV Jing's house, he had already sat on several golden mountains.

Ye Fei flat mouth, to his side and gathered together: "you did not tell me that your father is not there? But just now you seem to say that he disappeared... "

Su Mo Han was silent for a while and said, "because I don't want to mention him, I think he's dead."

Ye Fei turned over and put her arms around his strong waist: "I won't mention him. I'll tell you if you've been living with LV Jing for so many years, and have you moved any other thoughts to her?"

"No

"Really?"

"Really."

"She looks so good-looking, and smart and capable, do you really have no heart?" Ye Fei is still worried about opening her mouth.

"No

Ye Fei flattened her mouth and wanted to hear more stories from him. But this man was so reluctant that he didn't want to mention LV Jing to her at all.

Ye Fei sighed gently, and she opened her mouth in Su Mo Han's arms: "you can thank her back. She has helped a lot all the way today."

"Well."