Almighty Dad: I have so many cute babies

Chapter 297 Random thoughts

"No, no."

Han Mo panicked, and immediately pressed his phone to prevent Zhou Yang from taking it away.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yang's palm was pressed by Han Mo, but it didn't twitch for a while.

"I... this is my privacy, you can't read it."

Because of Han Mo's panic, his face was stained with a thin layer of pink.

A pair of moist almond eyes looked at Zhou Yang nervously, and the white teeth subconsciously bit their lower lip.

Zhou Yang raised his hand and gently placed it on top of Han Mo's head.

He smiled, "Okay, I won't watch."

Han Mo, who was ready to fight against Zhou Yang, was stunned and looked at Zhou Yang foolishly.

"I'm going to cook, you take a rest first."

Zhou Yang looked as usual, rubbed Han Mo's hair, and was about to get up and leave.

"Zhou Yang..."

Han Mo stretched out his small hand to grab his sleeve, with a little hesitation on his small face.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yang asked patiently.

Han Mo bit her lower lip, but still took out her mobile phone and placed it in front of Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang was taken aback for a moment, then the corner of his mouth twitched, "If you say you don't want to watch it, you won't watch it, I'm not angry."

"No, actually... I didn't see anything..."

Han Mo felt that her explanations were getting more and more chaotic, and her little face suddenly collapsed. She turned on the phone and put it in front of Zhou Yang, "Look."

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, "Really show me?"

"Uh-huh."

Han Mo nodded.

But her restless fingers were entangled with her clothes, and Zhou Yang noticed her nervousness at a glance.

What's in this phone...?
Zhou Yang took advantage of the situation and sat next to Han Mo, letting her lean in his arms.

Han Mo was also very well-behaved, lying on his chest without moving.

When I turned on the phone, I saw several sets of wedding dresses, and when I turned forward, I didn't know whose wedding photos.

Zhou Yang didn't know the people inside either.

Zhou Yang was puzzled, tapped the picture, and immediately returned to the page where Han Mo and Zhang Ting were chatting.

He didn't intend to read the chat records between the two, but Zhang Ting's words immediately attracted Zhou Yang's attention.

"If you want to make a wedding dress, you can find me, and I will give you a friendly price."

There is also a funny emoticon package attached at the back.

Zhou Yang's body shook, and he subconsciously looked down at Han Mo.

At this time, Han Mo also knew that Zhou Yang saw the chat records of the two of them, so he was too ashamed to look up.

She buried her face in Zhou Yang's arms, and tightly grabbed Zhou Yang's clothes with her fingers.

Like an ant, crawling on his heart, itching.

Seeing his wife's shy look, Zhou Yang suddenly laughed.

Perhaps because he was too happy, his chest was also vibrating with his laughter.

Han Mo felt it for a while, then raised his head in shame and annoyance, "What are you laughing at!"

"I, that photo was sent to me by Teacher Zhang. What's so funny?"

Han Mo retorted angrily.

She didn't know why Zhou Yang laughed, could it be because of seeing the wedding dress?
Still chatting with Mr. Zhang.

Or... Knowing her intention to get married, she suddenly doesn't want to get married?

Han Mo had a vicious expression on his face, but he couldn't help feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

She was thinking uncontrollably, maybe Zhou Yang didn't want her anymore.

Han Mo's eye sockets began to turn red little by little, and tears poured out of them unconsciously.

Zhou Yang, who was in a happy mood, panicked when he saw Han Mo crying.

"Momo? Why are you crying?"

Zhou Yang hurriedly hugged Han Mo in his arms, and wiped away the tears from her face with his thumb.

But this trick obviously didn't work, because Han Mo's tears grew more and more, and even formed a small stream on his face.

Zhou Yang felt very distressed, he had no idea why his wife was crying.

"Don't cry, I feel sorry for you crying."

Zhou Yang held Han Mo's hand tightly and comforted him softly.

At this time, Han Mo was completely immersed in his own world, and round tears kept flowing down.

"you go……"

Han Mo didn't know why, but suddenly felt wronged.

Her voice choked up, and she turned her back to Zhou Yang, not wanting him to see her crying.

Zhou Yang became anxious, "Momo, tell me if I did something wrong."

He stretched out his arm, straightened Han Mo's shoulder, and looked directly at her.

Han Mo's almond eyes were completely soaked with tears, and his wet appearance looked like an abandoned deer.

Makes people miserable.

Zhou Yang felt more and more distressed, and possessed himself to kiss the teardrops on her face.

"No, I was wrong..."

Han Mo said something with a choked voice, and turned away from looking at Zhou Yang.

She shouldn't have shown Zhou Yang the phone. Would she think she was forcing a marriage?

But...but she really wanted to be with Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang wiped away her tears and whispered, "Then tell me, why are you crying?"

Han Mo bit her lower lip and shook her head, her expression full of grievances.

She didn't know what to say.

"I, I'm fine, just let me be quiet."

Han Mo twitched, covering his face with his small hands.

"Momo, we are husband and wife, you must tell me anything."

Zhou Yang hugged Han Mo, feeling very helpless.

Han Mo raised his tear-filled eyes, sniffled his nose, and tears began to come out of his eyes again.

She opened her bright red lips, as if she wanted to say something.

But Han Mo opened his mouth, but still didn't speak.

Zhou Yang sighed helplessly, hugged Han Mo with both arms, and let her sit on his body.

The two faced each other, and Han Mo couldn't avoid it at all.

She bit her lip and hung her head down.

"Tell me, are you upset because I just looked at your phone?"

Zhou Yang pinched her chin and made her look at him.

"No."

Han Mo shook his head slightly and spoke softly.

Not because of this?

Zhou Yang frowned, and something suddenly flashed through his head.

"Is it because of the wedding dress?"

Han Mo froze, and hurriedly explained, "No, it's not because of this."

If it's not, she shouldn't be in a hurry to explain.

In this way, it feels a bit like trying to cover up.

Zhou Yang figured it out in an instant, and smiled helplessly.

"What the hell is going on in your head? You think I'll be angry when I see this?"

Zhou Yang almost didn't understand the little girl's brain circuit.

Han Mo pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

"You, you, everything is stuffy in your heart, how would I know if you didn't tell me?"

Zhou Yang couldn't laugh or cry.

It seemed that her own laughter had misunderstood her just now.

But the little woman didn't say anything, but cried instead.

"I'm just afraid..."

Han Mo looked at Zhou Yang aggrievedly, his eyes full of anxiety.

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhou Yang sighed, and said, "Afraid I mistakenly think you are forcing a marriage?"

"Are you afraid that I don't want you anymore?"

Han Mo's body froze, his face almost buried in his neck.

Knowing that he guessed her idea correctly, Zhou Yang was angry and funny.

"You, just like Qizai, don't let me worry."

Zhou Yang stretched out his hand, pinched her fair and tender cheek, and exerted a little strength.

"pain."

(End of this chapter)