The black-bellied daughter is so sweet

On the way back, Su Mo drove a little fast.
Simo sat in the back seat and fell asleep after eating candy.
When the car arrived downstairs in the community, Ling Mohan's car just happened to drive over.
Su Mo checked the time, it was exactly 05:30.
Ling Mohan just came back from get off work.
She opened the car door and got out of the car. Shi Ye on the other side got out of the car and opened the car door for Ling Mohan. Ling Mohan got out of the car and saw Su Mo as soon as he got out of the car.
The two of them looked at each other, their expressions were not very good.
Shiye looked at Mu Nuannuan, then at Ling Mohan, and said tentatively, "Master?"
Ling Mohan's face was slightly cold: "You go back."
After Shi Ye left, Ling Mohan strode towards Su Mo: "Where's Simo?"
His voice and tone were the same as usual, but his eyes betrayed him, there was an undercurrent surging in those dark eyes.
"Fell asleep."
Su Mo turned around, opened the door of the car sitting behind, and was about to bend down to hug Simo out.
Just as she stretched out her hand, Ling Mohan grabbed her wrist: "I'll hug you."
After he finished speaking, he added: "She has gained weight recently."
"Where did it say that children are fat? She is at a healthy weight." Su Mo glared at him, but still stepped aside.

Ling Mohan unfastened the seat belt of Erdan's safety seat, and carried Simo out.
Simo fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up when Ling Mohan picked her up.
Simo lay on Ling Mohan's shoulders. Ling Mohan had a strong arm, and with one hand around her leg, he was able to hold Simo firmly.
Su Mo walked behind, closed the car door, and locked the car before following.
When she followed Ling Mohan, Ling Mohan had already pressed the elevator button.
She stood half a step behind Ling Mohan, waiting for the elevator with him.
Although the distance between the two is not far, Ling Mohan can feel that Su Mo is deliberately keeping a distance from him.
He frowned slightly, and his eyes darkened a little.
Until entering the room, the two of them had no redundant communication.
Ling Mohan carried Simo into the room to sleep, and when he came out, he saw Su Mo not cooking, but sitting on the sofa, as if he wanted to have a long talk with him.
Ling Mohan walked over and sat down opposite her.
Su Mo raised his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.
Ling Mohan still had the same look of Taishan collapsing in front of him without changing his face, it was impossible to wait for him to speak up.
Su Mo said impatiently: "I have sent the invitation letter to Li Jiuxing personally, are you satisfied?"
Her voice was originally soft, but when it was deliberately soft, it sounded a little uncomfortable.
Mu Tingxiao's face suddenly turned cold, and he reached out to roughly pull off his tie, looking very irritable.
He threw the tie aside, and said in a cold tone, "There is a justifiable opportunity to meet him, isn't it you who should be satisfied?"
He didn't even want to mention Li Jiuxing's name, and he felt angry when he mentioned it.
Su Mo's eyes dimmed a bit.
Sure enough, as she thought before, Ling Mohan was testing her.
He has never been a magnanimous person in matters related to her, so it is impossible for him to simply ask her to send an invitation letter to Li Jiuheng.
He was testing Su Mo with this.
In his opinion, since he and Li Jiuheng were at odds, Su Mo shouldn't have any contact with Li Jiuheng anymore.
Without Ling Mohan saying it directly, Su Mo could guess what Ling Mohan was thinking at this moment.
He must now feel that she agreed to send the invitation letter in person because she had other ideas about Li Jiuheng. If she didn't send the invitation letter, it would prove her sincerity.
Su Mo found it extremely ridiculous, but at the same time felt a little pathetic.

She sneered: "In your opinion, the reason I look at other men more is to want to have something happen with that man, right?"
Ling Mohan's expression was colder than hers: "At least Li Jiuheng wants to have something to do with you."
"How many times do you want me to tell you! I have nothing to do with Li Jiuheng!" Because of anger, Su Mo's voice suddenly turned up.
"When you were still losing your memory, you lived with Li Jiuheng, a lonely man and a widow in the same room..."
Before Su Mo could get angry, Ling Mohan clenched his fists tightly, with a look of storm on his face.
Su Mo was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect that Ling Mohan was thinking about this matter in his heart.
But, she had already explained to Ling Mohan more than once, but Ling Mohan was still fussing about it, not only that, but also testing her.
Ling Mohan has his temper, so why doesn't Su Mo have her own temper.
It is impossible for her to back down again and again.
Su Mo took a deep breath, and said with suppressed anger, "Now do you mind? Do you think Li Jiuxing and I are innocent, but you and Su Ruxue are innocent? I have been lying in the hospital bed for the past three years But you and Su Mian exist as fiancée couples, who in Shanghai doesn't know that you and Su Ruxue are fiancée?"

The further he spoke, the colder Su Mo's tone became.
She used to have a grudge in her heart, but because of Ling Mohan's attitude, she believed in Ling Mohan.
Before she visited Feifei's place, the media also dug out the marriage contract between Ling Mohan and Su Ruxue and called her a mistress.
She was also scolded on the hot search at the time.
Ling Mohan dealt with this matter afterwards, and she didn't think it was a problem at the time.
However, Ling Mohan's actions this time angered Su Mo.
In the past, she felt that she was not angry or that it didn't matter much. Looking back now, it also made her feel a little unbearable.
If you want to maintain the relationship between two people, you need to keep working hard between the two people.
But if you want to destroy it, it's too easy. It only takes one of the two people to draw a knife out, and it's enough to ruin a hard-working relationship.
This time, Ling Mohan was the one who drew the sword first.
If in the past, Su Mo knew that Ling Mohan was a stingy man, he would have given in and flattered him.
But between two people, giving in and pleasing cannot be a common weapon to maintain the relationship.
If this continues, giving in and pleasing may become the norm between them.
Although the relationship between the two seems to be very harmonious during this period, there are still many problems in the middle.
Those questions seemed to have found an outlet, and all of them came out at this moment, fiercely.
Ling Mohan stared fixedly at her, pursing his lips tightly as if restraining something.
I don't know how long it took, but he laughed back angrily: "What's going on with Su Ruxue and I? Don't you know?"
Su Mo retorted: "What's going on with Li Jiuheng and me? Don't you know?"
"I didn't know it before, but I do now! Oh!"
That sneer at the end sounded like an unusual person.
Su Mo stood up angrily and pointed at the door: "Get out!"
Ling Mohan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you driving me away?"
Just as Su Mo was about to open his mouth to speak, he remembered that Simo was still sleeping inside, so he lowered his volume and said, "It seems that your hearing is normal!"
Ling Mohan's clenched fist loosened and then clenched, clenched and then let go.
Then he stood up suddenly, turned around and strode out.
boom!
The door was slammed shut roughly, making a harsh sound.
The room became quiet in an instant.
Su Mo took a deep breath, paused for a few seconds, and then turned to look in the direction of the door.
All I could see was the closed door, and there was no one else in the room except her.
Ling Mohan actually left.
Su Mo sat back on the sofa and put her hand on her forehead. After a while, she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Ling Mohan left, she and Mu Mu still had to eat.
However, she was a little absent-minded while cooking and cut her finger.
Su Mo squeezed his fingers tightly, stretched his hand under the faucet to rinse it a little discouraged, and went to find a band-aid.
The wound is a bit deep, and it still hurts a bit after putting on a bandage.
Su Mo was restless, and after chopping randomly, he poured the vegetables into the pot.

Simo just woke up when she was cooking.
Simo rubbed her eyes and sat obediently at the dining table. She looked at Su Mo and then at the seat next to her.
Su Mo made up an excuse: "Dad went to the company to work overtime."
"Oh." Work, Dad has to work every day.
Simo nodded like a little adult, and ate with a spoon.
She put the food into her mouth and chewed it for a while before spitting it back into the bowl with a bitter face, shouting, "It's so salty."
Hearing this, Su Mo quickly poured Mu Mu a glass of water, and then tasted the food himself.
As soon as she cooked the meal, she put some vegetables for Simo's meal, and she hadn't tasted it yet.
She picked up a chopstick of food and put it into her mouth. She just took a sip and then spit it out.
Bitter salty.
Simo drank a large glass of water while holding the cup "gulp" and blinked at Su Mo, asking her, "Salty."
"Salty." Su Mo put down his chopsticks: "Let's go out and eat."
Simo clapped her hands happily: "OK."
Fortunately, it's not too late.
Su Mo added a coat to Simo, and took her to go out.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Ling Mohan standing by the door.
He was still wearing suit pants and a shirt, with one hand in the pocket of the suit pants, and a cigarette in the other, with one leg slightly bent, leaning against the wall, like a pleasing portrait.
Su Mo remembered that when he went out, he forgot to bring his coat.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ling Mohan also turned his head. He glanced at Su Mo and subconsciously stifled the cigarette in his hand.
Simo happily ran out and took his hand, looking up at him: "Dad!"
But she quickly frowned in disgust: "It stinks."
She was talking about the smell of cigarettes on Ling Mohan's body.
With a casual glance, Su Mo noticed small piles of cigarette ash on the ground, as well as countless cigarette butts.
Ling Mohan said expressionlessly: "I'll come back and get my coat."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked into the room.
Su Mo glanced at the cigarette butts on the ground again, did he just come back to get his coat, or did he not leave at all?
She softened for a moment.
But soon, she hardened her heart again, and when Ling Mohan came out with his coat, Su Mo said quietly: "When you leave, sweep the cigarette butts at the door before leaving."
She saw with satisfaction that Ling Mohan's usually expressionless face was frozen for a moment.
Immediately, she led Simo out: "Let's go."
"Where's Dad?"
"He's not hungry, he's full after eating cigarettes."