Chapter 1949

"What's the best way to cry..." The man's long and narrow eyes of Danfeng are slightly picked up, and the banter at the end of the eyes is more shallow than just now.

On the contrary, it was cold.

He is kind and tender to women. When they cry, they will coax them and understand the sentiment.

But, do not know why, see Su Qing cry, Qiao Mo Han but subconsciously frown, eyes have a touch of cold, very unhappy.

Qiao Mohan slender clean fingers subconsciously lifted up, next to Su Qing eye soft thin skin, gently rub.

He frowned and his eyes were colder. He did not hide his displeasure, even his words were disgusted.

But cool fingertips, but subconsciously put light of the action.

Can be said to be very gentle and considerate, for Su Qing wiped off the tears of the corner of the eye.

Su Qing's eyes trembled slightly and was frightened by Qiao Mohan's sudden tenderness.

She's back and away.

But he persevered, with a soft voice with a trace of uncertain hoarseness: "Joe Mohan You are big white gourd You... "

"Tut..." Joe Mo Han glanced at Su Qing unhappily.

"Miss Su, even if you cry, I won't let you. I'll be really angry if you scold people so naive again

Qiao Mo's cold eyes flashed, and his dark pupils were soaked in cold water, which made people feel cold just by looking at them.

And Su Qing looked at him, deeply looked at him - even if he was not threatened with such eyes, at the moment, his heart was already cold as water.

From the back of her head, the cold comes through her heart.

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"call or not? Xiaoqingqing, don't give your husband a nickname. If you don't obey me, I'll eat you now... "

"You want to be beautiful It's like if I don't call you, you won't bully me. Hum, Joe Mohan is a big wax gourd It's a big white gourd Five years, ten years, twenty years When you're old, I'll call you that! "

"Well, it seems that I didn't put my little wild cat in order. Since you like to call it "big white gourd" so much, it's good for your whole life. When you're too old to walk, I'll see how you can escape... "

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Memories are like movies, those days that used to be in love, noisy and sweet, and now sitting in front of Su Qing, with a kind of indifference and strangeness, even with some scrutinizing and doubting men.

There is a sharp contrast.

She sat here, holding his child, because of his words, and inexplicable tears.

And he sat there, beside her, but so indifferent.

It's as if they didn't just associate with each other and then separate - jomohan looks like she's forgotten for a long time.

For Qiao Mo Han, she Su Qing even has no value of nostalgia.

Yes, that's right

Su Qing finally understood in Qiao Mo Han's eyes, what did his careless and habitual eyes with fun mean.

He regards her as a stranger, without love or hate -

She Su Qing has already become a passer-by in Qiao Mohan's life.

Su Qing suddenly realized that she couldn't control it.

She thought that she hated Joe Mohan more deeply, she thought that she would forget him more, but she actually had a relationship with this man within a month after returning home.

On the contrary, Joe Mohan pretended not to remember. He didn't remember anything.

Even if she scolded him with the "nickname" that they used to love the most, he was so depressed that he didn't feel any emotion.

Compared with her soft attitude, Jomo Han is the real heartless.

Can talk with her, but always maintain the most indifferent distance.

This man's eyes are cold, heart is cold, love - colder.

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