If he goes back now, it may be very dangerous.
Such a man standing at the top of the pyramid, if he died young, will also make people feel regret and regret.
"You'll be fine, will you?" Shuimiaomiao asks with concern.
Shen Mo Chen looks at the worried eyes of shuimiaomiao. In his heart, there is a strange joy flowing into the blood of his body. His eyes are deep.
She didn't seem to have no feelings for him.
"I'm dead. Aren't you just relieved?" Shen Mo Chen counter asks a way.
Shuimiaomiao pursed her lips uneasily.
She hated his persecution, his tyranny and his unfairness.
But, after all, he had helped her before. In fact, he was still a burning father.
She just wanted to stay away from him, not to die.
Shuimiaomiao's eyes twinkled and said: "it sounds like you are the one who is just. You can naturally inherit your grandfather's legacy. There are bad people who covet things that should not belong to them. I believe that justice will surely overcome evil."
Shen Mo Chen facial expression is cold a few minutes, chilly cut her one eye, say: "change a kind of speech, this kind of I don't like."
"Cut." He is too picky. If it's good to hear, some will be good.
"You are so brave and courageous that the king of Yan dare not accept you..."
Before shuimiaomiao finished, Shen Mochen took her cold hand, locked her with dark eyes, and said in a low voice, "if it's against your heart, you don't have to say it."
His voice sounds sad.
Shuimiaomiao's heart is pounding.
The temperature of his palm is very hot, which is transmitting the temperature to her skin bit by bit.
Before, she was bullied, humiliated and trampled by Ye Lingyi. She felt cold all over her body, lonely and helpless, unable to raise her head.
It is he, holding her hand, with her powerful reply in the past, so that she is not so embarrassed, nor so humble and pitiful, can raise her proud chin and stand straight in front of Ye Lingyi.
This man, once in inadvertently warm her.
Shui Miaomiao looks at Shen Mochen.
He had turned his face and looked seriously ahead, frozen, not relaxed at all.
The sun came in from the window and fell on his precious body, covered with a layer of golden halo, wrapped his light sadness.
If he did die, she would regret not saying that.
"Shen Mochen, I don't want you to be busy. Really. " Shuimiaomiao said softly.
Shen Mo Chen went up to raise the corner of his mouth.
Little foxes are not immature at all.
He looked at her in a deep way and said, "I didn't pay attention to Shen Jiachang at all. He was just killing himself."
Shuimiaomiao blinked at his confidence and composure.
Was she worried just now?
*
after her departure from Shen Mochen railway station, it was already seven o'clock in the evening when she returned home. She opened the door and ran to her in front of her, smiling and looking at her face.
Shuimiaomiao takes off his shoes with a glance.
Yan Yan bent over and put his slippers in front of shuimiaomiao.
Water Miaomiao raised his mouth.
She changed her shoes, stretched out her hand, hooked Yan Yan's shoulder, and walked toward the sofa, glaring at Yan Yan's bright eyes, "say, what bad things have you done?"
"What bad things can I do? In your five finger mountain, I turn a somersault, and you can see it clearly." Yan Yan scratched his head and said with a guilty smile.
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