Chapter 405： It won't be the same anymore

"It's my own guilty conscience, so I dare not tell you." Wei Zhiqian slowly lowered his voice.

Tan Mo finally looked up at Wei Zhiqian and found that the expression on his face looked like a kid who did something wrong.

This was the first time she saw Wei Zhiqian's expression.

Tan Mo said anxiously: "How come! Uncle is always the best uncle!"

After that, Tan Mo was embarrassed to look at Wei Zhiqian again.

He lowered his gaze, and was too embarrassed to look at his Adam's apple again, so he lowered his gaze.

As a result, he saw Wei Zhiqian's chest all at once.

Wei Zhiqian is only wearing a shirt now.

Because of his holding Tanmo, his shirt seemed a little tight.

The lines of his chest muscles can be vaguely seen through the shirt.

How could she never pay attention to this before?

"No matter what the uncle does, he is the best uncle." Tan Mo lowered his head and said.

"Then you are not angry now?" Wei Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Tan Mo was not angry anymore.

Tan Mo shook his head: "I'm not angry anymore."

Wei Zhiqian placed his palm lightly on the top of Tan Mo's hair and rubbed it twice.

"But my uncle." Tan Mo raised his head and looked at Wei Zhiqian seriously, "Don't hide from me in the future. If you have anything, just tell me, okay?"

"During this time, you always say that you are busy at work, and I can't see you. Except for a few simple chats on WeChat, you ignore me. I feel uncomfortable." Tan Mo lowered his head, resting his head in Wei Zhiqian's arms. , A little rubbed, "Uncle, I won't do this again in the future, okay?"

"Good." Wei Zhiqian was also uncomfortable.

Facing Tan Mo, he felt that he was a beast.

But if he couldn't see Tan Mo, he felt that he might as well be a beast.

Tan Mo finally smiled relaxedly.

Sitting on Wei Zhiqian's lap, she was a little uncomfortable and moved a little.

Wei Zhiqian suddenly tightened her waist.

Little girl, what's the matter?

He didn't speak, and quickly put Tan Mo back into the position of the co-pilot.

"I'll take you home." Wei Zhiqian's voice was tight.

"Oh, good." Tan Mo was also a little cramped.

After waiting for the car to drove for a while, there was a continuous ticking sound in the car.

Talking about Mo's doubts, Wei Zhiqian turned his head and glanced, and said, "You forgot to wear your seat belt."

"Ah!" Tan Mo came to understand.

Pull the seat belt quickly to find the button.

She usually takes Wei Zhiqian's co-pilot.

But now I don't know what's wrong, and I can't find the place to buckle the seat belt.

The car was too dark at night, and she couldn't see clearly when she lowered her head, so she could only feel for it.

The ticking sound in the car prompting to wear a seat belt continued to urge her.

The more it kept ringing, the more anxious Tan Mo became, the less he couldn't find a place to buckle the seat belt in.

Taking advantage of the red light ahead, the car lined up again.

Wei Zhiqian slowly stopped the car and reached out to pinch the seat belt in Tan Mo's hand.

But Tan Mo was also holding his seat belt at this time.

So Wei Zhiqian inevitably held the seat belt with Tan Mo's hand in his hand.

Wei Zhiqian found the buckle socket that Tan Mo couldn't find, but he didn't need to look at it.

Just listen to the "click" sound.

The seat belt was finally buckled, and the distraught urging people in the car disappeared.

Wei Zhiqian retracted his hand, but the hot temperature of his palm remained in Tan Mo's hand.

Tan Mo didn't say a word, staring at his hand blankly.

Her hands suddenly became hot.

The hotness on her hands spread to her body, and it spread to her face.

Tan Mo turned his head and looked out the window, secretly stretched out his right hand, and covered his right cheek.

So hot.

The car stopped at the entrance of Tan Mo's house.

Talking about Mo Zhengjie's seat belt, I heard Wei Zhiqian say: "You will go to the old house tomorrow, right?"

"Well, I've talked to my grandpa and grandma." Tanmo nodded, "Steward Zhu also said that he missed me."

Wei Zhiqian smiled softly, Tan Mo has always been so popular in the old house.

When Xiao Liu got any new flower seeds, he had to wait for Tanmo to go and plant them with her.

Chef Wang came up with a new dish, and he would first make it for everyone in the old house to taste.

When everyone thinks it is delicious, Chef Wang will say: "Wait for Momo, I will cook it for her!"

Everyone: "..."

When I talked about Mo came before, why didn't I see you make it for her to taste?

Dare to treat them as guinea pigs if they fail to test the dishes?

Even the old man and the old lady failed to escape the fate of the white mouse in the hands of Chef Wang.

It can be seen how much Tan Mo is favored in the old house.

"Chef Wang also said that he has developed a new dish and he wants to give me a taste." Tan Mo said.

Wei Zhiqian knew that everyone in the old house must have been testing dishes for several rounds.

"Then I will go tomorrow too." That is, no longer avoiding the conversation.

"My uncle is not on a blind date?" Tan Mo asked in surprise.

"..." Wei Zhiqian paused for a while and said, "It's gone."

It won’t be the same anymore.

Birds. Beasts... Just be birds. Beasts.

"Then I will be waiting for my uncle in the old house tomorrow." Tan Mo happily grabbed Wei Zhiqian's hand.

Finally it's the same as before.

"Okay." Wei Zhiqian nodded, but he thought that he was probably waiting for her in the old house.

He never let her wait.

"Then I'm going back." Tan Mo let go of Wei Zhiqian's hand, who knew it was caught by Wei Zhiqian.

Wei Zhiqian exerted a slight force on his hand, and Tan Mo was dragged to Wei Zhiqian's front.

Toes against his toes.

Compared with Wei Zhiqian, Tan Mo's feet are particularly small.

Wei Zhiqian lowered his head and saw that the two of them looked like a special match and harmony with their big and small toes pressed together.

"Uncle?" Tan Mo looked at him suspiciously.

Wei Zhiqian suddenly lowered his head.

Seeing Wei Zhiqian's face getting closer and closer to her.

The gradually depressed face blocked the light projected by the street lamp.

As a result, Tan Mo's body was enveloped by Wei Zhiqian's figure.

Wei Zhiqian raised his left hand and gently held Tan Mo's face.

Tan Mo subconsciously held his breath.

Little...what do you want to do?

Seeing, Wei Zhiqian seemed to want to kiss her.

Those lips, which were hot and soft at the sight, were about to fall.

Tan Mo's nervous mouth trembled.

She thought of accidentally rubbing Wei Zhiqian's lips before.

The corners of his lips still have the faint lemon scent from the lemonade.

I don’t know if there are any more.

Uncle... If Uncle really wants to kiss her, should she hide?

But looking at the angle, you should kiss the cheek, right?

Kiss on the cheek... What does it mean?

Or is it just like treating juniors?

But she is older.

Even if I kissed my brother-in-law, I didn't kiss the cheek of an adult niece.

Of course, she did not kiss her uncle either.

Tan Mo's mind was filled with random thoughts.

All sorts of cluttered and unmarginal ideas flooded in.

She didn't know how these thoughts came up.