Chapter 427

Mention purple Mo, Tong Xiaoman also understand, for that year's thing, Tong Mo is know.

But the name Zimo is not only taboo in Ou Tianqing, but also in Tong Xiaoman.

See Tong Xiaoman's expression, Tong Mo immediately realized that he said the wrong thing, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I shouldn't say such words."

Tong Xiaoman immediately put down his guard and patted Tong Mo's hand, "they were not together before, and they can't be together now."

"Why?"

In Tong Mo's heart, since Tong Xiaoman likes Quan Yufei, she will like Zimo more. After all, Zimo is the real goddess. She is dignified, elegant and intelligent. What's more, she is an internationally famous cellist. Such a person matches the European family best.

"After Tianqing is with you, I know why Tianqing won't be with Feifei. It's common for him to contact with such people since he was a child. On the contrary, your appearance makes him feel fresh and interesting. So how can he like a woman similar to Feifei when he was with Feifei since he was a child?"

Tong Mo is really awakened by Tong Xiaoman's words!

So in fact, Ou Tianqing doesn't like Quan Yufei or Zimo. He likes himself!

Tong Xiaoman saw the expression on Tong Mo's face and added: "Mo Mo, I know that it's very stressful for you to marry Tianqing. Our Ou family will also make you very stressful, but since he has chosen you, it's you. No one can do it."

A "no one can do it" suddenly makes Tong Mo full of confidence.

After talking with Tong Xiaoman, Tong Mo left the greenhouse, and the servant went into the greenhouse, "madam, the soup you ordered has been cooked."

"Give a bowl to the young master. He's in his study. He says he's been working too hard recently. Drink some soup to make up for his health."

"Yes, ma'am. Would you like a bowl for your husband, too?"

"No, it's only for the young master. I made it specially for him." Tong Xiaoman has a mysterious smile on his lips.

In the study, ou Zeye is still lecturing his son, and the servant suddenly comes and knocks on the door.

"Sir, young master, my wife made a bowl of soup for young master by herself. She said that young master has been working too hard recently and needs to drink some soup to mend his body."

The servant said and brought the soup to Ou Tianqing.

Ou Zeye frowned at the servant, "where's mine?"

It's just soup. It's not just a bowl for my son, is it?

The servant laughed awkwardly, "Madam just said to give the young master a bowl."

Ozano slapped the table, "go and fill me a bowl!"

The servant hesitated.

"Do you hear me? Don't go Ozano gave the order again.

The servant had no choice but to hasten to give ou Zeye soup.

But Ou Tianqing looked at the bowl of soup in his hand, but it was a little messy. The soup was dark, and he didn't have any appetite. Instead, it sent out an unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Ou Zeye seems to see that Ou Tianqing is dissatisfied with the soup. "Smelly boy, what are you looking at? How good your mother is to you. Do you know how long she hasn't cooked soup for me?"

Ou Tianqing looked down at the bowl of soup and didn't know what to say.

"Not yet! Don't leave a drop

Ou Tianqing had to take this bowl of soup and sip it carefully. I really don't know how to describe the taste!

You know, he left himself tonight and left tong Mo here alone!

Ou Zeye knocked on the table and urged: "drink quickly, don't waste it!"

Ou Tianqing simply horizontal heart, long pain is better than short pain, "Gudong Gudong" will drink a bowl of soup clean!

The taste of the mouth diffuses, is not a pain can describe.

Ouzeye looked at his son, but there is a sense of schadenfreude.

"All right, you go back, don't let your wife keep the empty room alone!" Ou Zeye laughed and gave the order.

"Then I'll go back first." Ou Tianqing didn't turn his face. He couldn't help spitting out his tongue. It was too bad.

He stood up and went out of the study. When he returned to his bedroom, Tong Mo was sitting on the bed in the bedroom in a daze.

See Ou Tianqing back, Tong Mo also feel strange embarrassed, Tong Xiaoman's words have been echoing in their ears, let her some trance, suddenly don't know how to face Ou Tianqing.

"What did my mother tell you?" Ou didn't know what to say, so he had to ask.

"I didn't say anything, just chatting," Tong Mo naturally couldn't tell ou Tianqing the task that Tong Xiaoman had given him, "because last time she felt a little sorry, so she chatted with me a little more."

Ou Tianqing did not doubt anything, it is estimated that it is also for the last thing, "go to bed early."

The bed has been replaced with a new double quilt for them, as well as the pajamas prepared for Tong mo. Ou Tianqing finds out that he has his own pajamas, and Tong Mo's clothes are for lovers, but his mother is very considerate.

Ou Tianqing went directly to the bathroom, and soon the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom.

Tong Mo is still sitting on the bed with an ethereal mind. Maybe Ou Tianqing doesn't want Tong Mo to wait too long. After all, there is only one bathroom, and he will come out soon.

He only had a bath towel around his lower body, and he and Tong mo were divorced.

Ou Tianqing as if nothing had happened to get up on the pajamas to wear, Tong Mo looked at him, the scar on his back at a glance.

Tong Mo has never asked about the scar on ou Tianqing's back, but she always knows it. When she thinks about it carefully, she should be beaten by his father. She can't help but wonder what kind of knot he will have?

"Go and take a bath." There was no expression on ou Tianqing's face.

Tong Mo immediately took his pajamas to the bathroom.

In another bedroom, ou Zeye and Tong Xiaoman are ready to go to sleep.

Tong Xiaoman wiped skin care products on the bed, and Ou Zeye immediately came over, "you are a woman who is biased, so good soup is only for your son, not for your man!"

Tong Xiaoman gave him a white look, "you are getting older, and you are still jealous of your son!"

"The point is that my son is so young that he doesn't need this soup at all!"

Tong Xiaoman lost his voice for a moment and looked at Ou Zeye. Ou Zeye picked her eyebrows. I know what you've done.

"It's hereditary in our family!"

"You're not serious!" Tong Xiaoman raised his hand and hit ou Zeye, "did he drink?"

"Yes, I'll stare there. Dare he not? Give him a hundred courage Ou Zeye said triumphantly, and then he looked at Tong Xiaoman, as if he was asking for praise.

"I hope it works."

"Do you want to have grandchildren that much?"