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Afterwards, Yuan Guxiang briefly exchanged a few words with Yuan's mother, then was embraced by Hao Mohan, turned and left the corridor.

After entering the elevator, she and Hao Mohan were left in the elevator.

To be honest, after hearing the other party call "Mom" just now, not only Yuan's mother was surprised, even she herself was deeply surprised.

She would never have imagined that he would call his mother that.

Although, this address is very normal for any ordinary son-in-law, but...but when she thinks that he is the prince of the emperor, and he is the highness of the family, she always feels that she can't imagine the appearance of the other party calling this address.

I never thought about it before, but now I have heard it, it seems that the scene just now was a dream.

This feeling is like the surprise you would feel when you suddenly saw an ancient emperor and then yelled "Mother" to the mother of a commoner's wife.

But thinking about it carefully, I actually made a fuss. If the other party didn't call my mother that, what else would she call her?

After struggling so much, Yuan Guxiang finally figured it out.

"What are you thinking about?"

Just as she nodded thoughtfully, a man's voice suddenly came from above her head.

Realizing that it was Hao Mohan's question, Yuan Guxiang couldn't help raising her eyes, and the moment she raised her eyes, she happened to meet Hao Mohan's eyes.

Deep, revealing a bit deep.

It was a bit unpredictable, as if her sanity would be sucked in as soon as she looked into it, making her lose her mind for a while.

Such a mysterious feeling is even more mysterious under the mask.

She was suddenly curious, and wanted to raise her hand to take off half of the mask on his face, to see clearly what the man standing beside him looked like.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise her hand to do so.

When she raised her hand and slowly approached the man's cheek, even she herself didn't realize that she had made such a dangerous and bold move.

Until suddenly, the elevator door opened with a ding, and at this moment, at the moment when her fingers were about to approach, another strong wrist grabbed her hand, making her hand suddenly stiff and unable to move.

Yuan Guxiang realized what she was doing when she realized that her hand was suddenly grabbed by Hao Mohan's. She was startled from the bottom of her heart, and subconsciously moved her eyes away. .

"You want to see my face?"

The man didn't hold her wrist very hard, he didn't exert any strength, he just held it tightly.

When the elevator door opened, he continued to walk out of the elevator with his arms around Yuan Guxiang's body, but at the moment he stepped out of the elevator, his voice wafted into her ears in a moderate manner.

Hearing Hao Mohan's rhetorical question, Yuan Guxiang took a deep breath, and then passively followed Hao Mohan, she replied nervously but not afraid of death, "En."

Originally thought that hearing her affirmative answer, the other party would be very angry, but it was rare that Yuan Guxiang didn't feel any anger on the other party's body.

She knew that if he was angry, she could feel it.

But no, he still seemed to be calmly holding her waist, and continued to walk in the direction of the hospital gate without haste.

After walking out of the hospital gate, someone had already parked the car there. After the car door opened, Yuan Guxiang sat in, and Hao Mohan immediately sat beside him.

After the car started, the compartment suddenly became quiet.

Hao Mohan still put his arms around her waist as before, so that her forehead could rest on his shoulder.

It's just that this time it's different from the past, Yuan Guxiang didn't dare to lean her head on his shoulder too hard, he suddenly stopped talking, this kind of aura was a bit cold, she was not used to it.

As if aware of Yuan Guxiang's restraint, Hao Mohan reached out and pressed her forehead directly on her shoulder, then said softly,

"Don't worry."

Feeling the heat from the big palm on his forehead and the soft helplessness in his words, Yuan Guxiang suddenly became courageous again, and asked without fear of death,

"You...you're not angry with me?"

Hearing Yuan Guxiang's question, Hao Mohan slightly opened his eyes with closed eyes.

He lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, she was leaning on his shoulder at this time, her eyes were looking out of the window, and he also turned his eyes out of the window, looking at the scenery with her eyes .

"You really want to see my face?"

Suddenly, Hao Mohan's cold voice rang in his ears, and he repeated the question he had just asked.

She didn't expect Hao Mohan to ask such a question at all. Yuan Guxiang sat upright in a jerk. After that, she blinked her puzzled eyes and looked back at Hao Mohan. She couldn't tell whether he meant anger or sullenness in his words, so She wanted to raise her eyes to see his expression clearly.

It's a pity that she couldn't catch the expression under the mask, even if she saw it, it would be useless.

Recalling the answer just now, she still nodded affirmatively.

Since they are always asking this question, she might as well ask it out.

Seeing Yuan Guxiang's reaction, Hao Mohan suddenly raised his hand to caress her delicate skin with his slender fingers, and asked with a sense of probing,

"What kind of face do you want to see?"

Yuan Guxiang never expected Hao Mohan to ask her like this, so after hearing this sentence, her eyes couldn't help being deeply astonished.

She stared blankly at Hao Mohan for a long time, the carriage was extremely quiet, and all that lingered was an awkward atmosphere.

However, after a while, Yuan Guxiang took a deep breath before speaking,

"how you look like."

"What do I look like?"

The face under the mask was thoughtful, although no one could see his expression, but under the mask he frowned slightly, revealing a somewhat meaningful expression, Yuan Guxiang's words made him unable to resist asking back Repeated.

In this tone, there is a bit of confusion, a bit of speculation, and a bit of deep thought.

Hearing Hao Mohan's question, Yuan Guxiang nodded affirmatively, looked at Hao Mohan seriously and asked softly,

"Yeah, I just want to see what you look like, what you really look like.

I don't get it sometimes, why do you keep wearing a mask?Can't you face outsiders with your true face? "

Yuan Guxiang's words darkened Hao Mohan's eyes a little. He didn't answer Yuan Guxiang's words directly, but continued to raise his hand to move on the smooth skin of her face. After a while, he spoke softly and asked Yuan Guxiang in a low voice,

"What if I'm already disfigured? Could it be that I'm already disfigured, and can't I use a mask to cover it up? Do I have to show my ugliest side to everyone? Could it be... don't I even have the right to cover up my ugliness?"

Hao Mohan's voice was neither loud nor soft. When he uttered these words, he was neither too slow nor too urgent. It was just a question that was uttered sentence by sentence, with increasing oppression. Yuan Guxiang almost asked the question. out of breath.