Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

Su Mi put her hands around his neck, looked up at him and said, "Living with you these few days, I'll take good care of you! I'm happy to serve you, how about it?"

To give him the feeling of home, of course, you must first give him a home.

This house was actually prepared a long time ago. After Tang Zeyan approached the school house, she sold it.

This house was originally used for working overtime. Lin Jiawei and Tang Zeyan would definitely not be able to enter this community, unless Xia Tina or Qin Ziyu helped. If that was the case, it would be useless to buy anywhere.

Su Mi snuggled into his arms, drawing circles on his chest.

When she was with him, she always made a lot of small moves, so she didn't take her hand away from him.

Su Mi was still complaining, "You don't know how tired I was this afternoon. I got all the furniture in place, and I found five hourly jobs in one go!"

This matter was originally an impromptu idea, so his study room was built on the spot, and she was really exhausted in one afternoon.

Mo Hanchen's mind was not on her words, he looked around the cloakroom, the space was small, and the warm yellow spotlights looked a little ambiguous.

He reached out suddenly and pushed her in.

An hour later, Su Mi lay on the sofa and scolded Mo Hanchen in his mind.

She no longer has the strength to scold in her heart, which shows how tired she is.

Originally planned to cook dinner for him at night, but the dinner was ordered, and he didn't even have the energy to eat.

It was already half an hour after Mo Hanchen finished talking on the phone in the study room. He walked out of the study room and saw her sitting on the carpet next to the sofa, scribbling and drawing on the notebook in a casual posture.

There was a ground lamp above her head, and the dim yellow halo enveloped her, making her look more mellow.

I don't know if it was because of the small size of the house, but he felt that the temperature here was a bit high, and his throat was tight.

He went to the kitchen to get a bottle of ice water for himself, but when he came back, he found her asleep beside the sofa.

The corners of Mo Hanchen's lips curled into a helpless arc, and he walked over, picked her up, and walked towards the bedroom.

Since she lost weight last time, it seems that she hasn't recovered. Now that she is in her arms, she doesn't seem to have any weight at all, and she seems to be able to float away at any time.

This thought surprised him a little, he subconsciously clenched his arms, and when he put her on the bed, he lay on it with her, sinking deeply into the bed.

Su Mi stretched out her delicate arms, wrapped them around his neck, and buried herself in his arms naturally, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when Mo Hanchen woke up, there was no one around him.

The unfamiliar environment made him frown slightly, and he walked out of the bedroom, only to hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen, and Su Mi humming softly.

A morning full of fireworks.

The kitchen door opened, and Su Mi came out with a plate. When she saw Mo Hanchen, she smiled brightly, and said, "Good morning, husband! The clothes are ironed for you and hung up at the door, come over for breakfast. See if it suits your appetite."

Breakfast is actually very simple, just bread, fried eggs and ham, but he saw that the fried eggs are heart-shaped. Although he usually doesn't eat these fancy foods, this breakfast still makes him feel a little strange emotion.

Since she called her "husband" last time, calling it now feels like a long absence.