Mo Ye Han pressed his ear to the door and heard faint footsteps from outside. It was the sound of a dragon's shallow footsteps, moving very close to the door.
Damn it! She really left just like that?
The man angrily turned around and walked into the master bedroom …
Mo Ye Chen left the Old Residence of Mo family. As the evening breeze blew by, he felt extremely excited.
The car drove all the way to the villa in the suburbs. Su Xiaoxiao opened the door.
"Ye Chen, what took you so long?" Su Xiaoxiao's face was clearly filled with grievance. When her fingers touched the man's clothes, her skin became ice-cold. She asked in astonishment, "What's going on? Are you drenched? "
The man didn't feel uncomfortable and instead said happily, "Oh yeah, didn't you say you prepared a lot of dishes tonight?"
"Ugh …" Yes, why, are you hungry? "Shall I go and heat up the food now?"
"Yes." Mo Ye Chen nodded, and kissed the woman on the forehead, saying, "Darling, it's been hard on you. I'll take a hot bath and come out to eat with you. "
Su Xiaoxiao was confused by the man's gentle words. She turned and ran into the kitchen. "Alright, alright. I'll go and get it now."
Soon, Mo Ye Chen finished his shower and changed into his home clothes. When he walked out, the hair on his head was shiny black and stuck to his forehead. There were still a few mischievous drops of water dripping down from his handsome face.
He went into the kitchen, where the woman was taking the last course from the pot to the plate.
Mo Ye Chen walked over and hugged her waist from behind. He said with a soft and sexy voice, "Darling, are you done? I'm starving to death! "
"Alright, alright, that's it!"
Tonight, Mo Ye Chen's mood inexplicably rose. During the meal, he even drank a lot more than usual. Very soon, he was a little drunk.
He carried the woman in his arms and ran back to the bedroom.
On the big bed, he took her passionately. "She madly kissed her lips, earrings, and forehead." Baby... "Baby …"
Su Xiaoxiao was deeply moved, thinking that she had finally received a response for the hard work she had put in all this time. However, all the beauty had been shattered by the name that spilled out of his mouth.
"Shallow... Love me... Shallow, very soon... You are mine... "Shallow …"
This voice was like the whisper of a lover. It gently bypassed his lips and came out from his mouth. However, it was like a clap of thunder, ruthlessly jolting the blissful and sweet Su Xiaoxiao awake.
In the darkness, her eyes widened, unable to recover from the sound of his voice.
She had always known that she … Perhaps … It was a substitute! He also knew that he and the person in his heart would never be able to be together. She firmly believed that as long as she was willing to give, willing to work hard, willing to stay by his side forever, waiting for him, there would be a day when he would find out how good he was.
However, two years had passed. Not only did she not gain the slightest bit of pity from him, but she also heard the news that he was about to be with her in his heart.
He finally had a beautiful dream come true, but as for himself …
After the man had calmed down, he fell asleep beside her. However, Su Xiaoran had not slept for the entire night …
After Long Qian got out of bed, the first thing she did was look at her milk bag.
The little bun's work and rest period was very regular. At this time, he also woke up. His eyes were wide open as he rolled his chubby body on the bed. After seeing Long Qian's face, she opened her pink lips and giggled.
Sister-in-Law Yue looked at him gently and said with a smile, "Young master's temper is really similar to second master's."
"Hmm?" Long Qian asked curiously.
Sister Yue said, "Such a good temper! It was steady and heavy, not noisy at all. Sometimes I feel as if there are no children in the house. "In the past, when we brought small children to other people's homes, we would wail and make a scene regardless of day or night. People suffer along with us."
The personality of the little bun was indeed a little different from ordinary children. At least, he rarely cried. Unless he was hungry and wanted to sleep, he would make some noise. Most of the time, he would stare at this mystical and beautiful world with his big, shiny black eyes.
But... Although he said that the child's character was similar to his father's, Long Qian did not agree with him.
Let's talk about what happened last night. You throw your face away when you don't know what's going on, and even want to live separately? Forget it, let's not think about this anymore. If she wanted to anger this matter, Long Qian's heart would be clogged up.
She stood up and said to Sister Yue, "Look after him. I'm going out for breakfast. I don't want Mother Rong to rush me again."
"Yes, go, second young mistress."
Long shallowly walked into the dining room. The breakfast on the table was made by the kitchen maid and Aunt Rong. She took a look and realized that Mo Yeyue's breakfast was not inside.
Everyone made breakfast at Waterhill Gardens. Mother Rong and the cook would prepare their own breakfast according to the master's request. This was also a good way to prevent waste.
"Mother Rong, where's Ye Han's breakfast?" Long Qian sat down and asked casually.
Old Madam Rong rushed over after hearing that and said, "Oh, Second Young Master has already eaten."
"Have you eaten?" Long Qian raised her eyebrows. "What about him?"
"He's already gone out." Mother Rong replied, then asked as if she thought of something, "Did the second young master not tell you?"
Long Qian hurriedly laughed. "Oh, I told you, I forgot about it."
After calmly finishing his breakfast, Long Qian restrained his emotions and went to take care of the baby's milk.
Not only did this man sleep separately, he even didn't tell her when he went out. Perhaps … Something urgent. Long Qian comforted himself.
He thought so in his heart, but he was always unable to contain his emotions.
His mind was filled with thoughts of what had happened to him, what had happened, where had he gone today, who would he go to meet … In the end, she made an appointment with Mo Xiaoming and left the Mo Residence for the Meng Family.
Mo Xiaoming drove the car as she listened to Long Qian's rambling. She thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that he has gotten tired recently?"
"But we were fine when we left the house." Therefore, the reason for being tired was almost non-existent. Besides, he didn't think Mo Ye would be like this when he was tired.
In Long Qian's impression, Mo Ye Han was made of steel. Even when he was extremely tired, he would still give her the greatest comfort and gentleness!
He had never been so indifferent for no reason. Unless...
Long Qian's brows furrowed as she thought back. Recently, she hadn't gone out alone nor had she come in contact with any man alone. Therefore, it was impossible to be jealous.
"Eh …" Long Qian's face fell as he helplessly sighed! His heart became even more confused.
At this moment, Mo Xiaomin suddenly said, "Could it be related to Mo Ye Chen?"