"No hurry."
After Gong Ming's reply, he went back to the sofa and saw that an Yimo quietly gave him a thumbs up.
Gong Ming night quietly pressed her hand back to its original place.
As he thought, it's easy to call Shan Xinlan out. Just say that an Yimo will have a headache when he gets up in the morning. Shan Xinlan will definitely come out.
Because of this, we can see that Shan Xinlan cares about an Yimo.
If Shan Xinlan could pour some feelings into an Yimo, things would not be so difficult as now.
Ten minutes later, Shan Xinlan came out of the room, ran to the sofa in a hurry, and looked down at an Yimo.
When seeing an Yimo's red cheeks and closed eyes, Shan Xinlan squatted down and touched an Yimo's forehead, saying, "how can an an drink so much wine? Drink yourself like this. "
Gong MINGYE replied, "the reason why she drinks so much wine, aunt Shan, aren't you very clear?"
Shan Xinlan's face froze for a moment, then pretended not to hear the overtones of Gong Ming night, and complained, "aren't you by her side, young master? Why don't you stop her? "
"Aunt Shan doesn't want to see her. She's not in a good mood recently. Drinking a little wine can barely relieve some of her worries. It's not a bad thing."
Shan Xinlan choked again, as if deliberately avoiding the problem of Gongming night. She quickly got up and said, "I'll go to boil the soup for An'an."
Hearing the sound of Shan Xinlan's footsteps, an Yimo opens his eyes.
Seeing her mother's back completely disappear, an Yimo asked in a small voice, "how does my mother look?"
Gong Ming night is very pertinent to give the evaluation, "just look more haggard than usual, other better."
"That's fine." An Yi Mo slowly relaxed breath, at least better than she imagined.
Think of just now palace night unexpectedly straightforward to say mother, ANN with Mo ruthless stare him one eye, "is not said, to euphemism of ask, don't scare mother."
Gong Ming night is quite innocent, "isn't what I said enough euphemism?" He thinks it's euphemistic.
"Not enough! Be more tactful and gentle, you know? " An to Mo training road.
Gong MINGYE nodded and suddenly bent down to look at her.
The distance between the two faces is only a few centimeters, which makes an Yimo feel dangerous.
The heart beat faster than usual. Ann pushed his chest and said in a tiny voice, "Why are you so close to me?"
"Welfare."
"Welfare? What benefits? " An Yi Mo blinks, some don't understand his meaning.
"You have so many demands. How can you do without some welfare?"
"..." is she demanding more? Obviously not much.
She heard Gong MINGYE say again, "it's the same reason that the boss requires employees to work and pay the same salary."
"Wrong reason! Between us, can it be the relationship between the boss and the employees? "
An Yimo's words, inexplicably pleased him.
Gong Ming night lips Cape smile, forehead rubbed rubbed rubbed her forehead, way, "regardless."
"Don't... Don't do this... In case mom finds out..."
Just talking about this, she was interrupted by Gong MINGYE, "that's right. If you lie still, aunt sheet will think that I'm just kissing you when you're drunk. She won't think much about it. If you struggle, or even make some noise for her to hear, it will be difficult to do