Come to this familiar place, Su Mo will inevitably think of Bai Xintong. I'm afraid Bai Xintong is at Ye's house, not here.
Ouyang Ting's face is crossed with an embarrassed smile. He has never brought Su Mo back home. Su Mo is not angry because of this?
"Are you..." Ouyang Ting couldn't help asking. He cared about Su Mo's feelings.
Su Mo raised her eyes to Ouyang ting. His performance today is very strange. What do you mean by saying these words. "What's wrong with you? How do you feel today's surprise?" Su Mo's tone contained a trace of doubt.
"Nothing." Ouyang Ting pulls Su Mo and walks in. Since Su Mo doesn't notice it, Ouyang Ting naturally won't mention it.
Su Mo followed Ouyang ting and went in. Mr. Lengjun sat on the sofa and tasted tea. He looked down at something.
"Dad." Ouyang Ting walks over with a smile and grabs Su mo. Su Mo didn't refuse. Since she and Ouyang Ting came here, she took advantage of the opportunity to make her speech clear.
Su Mo couldn't meet Mr. Lengjun's request. Mr. Lengjun slowly raised his head and his eyes stopped on Su Mo's body. "Here you are." There was a smile on Mr. Lengjun's face.
"Hello, uncle Leng." Su Mo smiles to greet, used to, Su Mo has been used to call Mr. Lengjun.
"It happened that I was playing chess. Would you like to have a game with me, Su Mo?" Mr. Lengjun points to the chess on the table. It turns out that Mr. Lengjun is playing chess, but he has no fun playing alone.
"Dad, you are infatuated with chess these days. By the way, you can have such a good time playing alone here?" Ouyang Ting said with a smile.
Mr. Lengjun slowly raised his head and looked at Ouyang Ting, pretending to be serious and said, "this is fun. I can have a good time alone."
"Sumo, come and play with me, the old man." Mr. Lengjun first proposed the invitation, Su Mo's chess skills are good, but after so many years, Su Mo has not touched chess, it is inevitable that some will forget.
Ouyang Ting looks at Su Mo and nods with satisfaction. No matter what attitude Su Mo takes to face Ouyang Ting, Ouyang Ting will not give up. Ouyang Ting really likes photography. As an artist, he knows deeply that he should pursue bravely when he meets beautiful things.
"Don't worry. I'm a very old man. Although I have some skills in playing chess, I can't compare with you young people." Mr. Lengjun said that before Ouyang Ting opened his mouth, he was stopped by Mr. Lengjun.
"Uncle, you don't have to let me. The most important thing is to have a good time with your card." Su Mo said with a smile. Obviously, Mr. Lengjun's words. It made him a lot easier.
"Well, I like it. That's the mentality. By the way, your mother is still cooking. If you feel bored, you can help your mother. " Mr. Lengjun pointed to the kitchen, should be aunt cooking, came bursts of fragrance.
Mr. Lengjun's face is full of happy smile. Although Ouyang Ting hasn't married yet, he should have a good relationship with his wife. That kind of happiness comes from the heart and naturally won't lie.
Su Mo's mind flashed an idea, Mr. Lengjun did this, just want to leave Ye Ming far away. Su Mo's heart spread a sense of uneasiness.
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