Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

go home?Su Qian was slightly stunned, her nose was sore, and she felt an urge to cry.

What's wrong with her? Why did she become so crying when she was in front of Si Mohan? Su Qian glanced back.

Her "home" should be there.

However, she has no sense of belonging to that "home".

Although his father Su Zhengyang didn't care about her, he was really powerless.

The family is dominated by the mean and cunning stepmother, and the younger brother is willful and stubborn. She is not a fool, and she also knows that Zhang Panyan's mother and son obviously treat her as an outsider.

However, her father is her only blood relative in this world. Su Zhengyang was greatly stimulated physically and mentally by the incident five years ago, and he is still sitting in a wheelchair, feeling guilty, guilty and painful. It is never reduced.

Under such circumstances, how could Su Qian have the heart to worry her father?Father hoped that "home and everything will prosper."

Then, she could only choose to wrong herself and endure it. But Su Qian knew it very well.

The family that belonged to her had already dissipated when her mother passed away. Now, when she heard Si Mohan say this again, she really had mixed feelings in her heart.

That was Si Mohan's home. He, Si Yuxi, and Si Zhexi were a real family.

And she is a real outsider.

However, no matter it was Si Yuxi, Si Zhexi or Si Mohan, they all seemed to regard her as family from the bottom of their hearts.

Each of them trusted her wholeheartedly, cared for her, and brought her infinite warmth and touch.

If she had a choice, she really wanted to be part of their family.

She didn't dare to expect forever, but at this moment. She couldn't help but yearn for this warmth and didn't want to let go.

So, Su Qian paused on the spot for a long time, finally mustered up the courage, stretched out her hand to hold Si Mohan's hand, and whispered: "Okay.

"Si Mohan's eyes instantly burst into a bright smile, as beautiful as the bright starlight, as warm as the rising sun.

This was the first time she took the initiative. Although he was expecting a more enthusiastic response from her, it didn't matter, he was always very patient.

They still have a long time to come, he can wait slowly.

It was late at night, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

Si Mohan and Su Qian walked down the street holding hands, neither of them took the initiative to speak, but the atmosphere was not dull and awkward at all, the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of first love.

As she walked, Su Qian noticed that a thin layer of sweat seemed to form on Si Mohan's palms.

She looked up at him and found that although his expression was pretending to be calm, the roots of his ears were red.

Is he nervous?Because holding hands with her?It turns out that the president of the company who is all-powerful in the mall is so innocent.

Su Qian felt a little want to laugh, but also kind of unusually sweet.

He seemed to really care about her and was very serious about her. The corners of Su Qian's mouth couldn't stop rising until Si Mohan saw her when he got in the car. He patted her head and said, "Idiot, keep smiling foolishly." stop.

"I" Su Qian was a little embarrassed, and said with a reason, "I am happy that my brother has returned safely."

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