After the divorce, Mr. Lu was addicted to clinging to her

After staring at Lu Wenfeng motionlessly for a while, Lin Mo said, "Lu Wenfeng, when did you come in?"

Lin Mo looked guilty and flustered, Lu Wenfeng stared at her blankly for a while, then walked into the room unhurriedly, and said casually, "I can't hear the phone call?"

Lu Wenfeng asked lightly, and Lin Mo raised a smile: "How could it be!"

In order to conceal the lingering emptiness in his heart, Lin Mo went on to say, "I'm on the phone with Dean Zhou, asking about work."

Lin Mo's explanation, Lu Wenfeng raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "It's rare that you still explain to me today."

"..." Lin Mo.

This said, it seems that she is usually a very difficult person to communicate, as if she usually does not explain.

Looking at each other, Lu Wenfeng saw that Lin Mo was looking at him without speaking, and he gently stroked her face again: "Seventeen, you have been a little abnormal these days."

Raising his hand to grab Lu Wenfeng's wrist, Lin Mo avoided his eyes: "It's okay."

He denied Lu Wenfeng's suspicion, but Lin Mo couldn't help thinking of the inspection report this morning, Zhou Jinnian, and Song Wenwen lying in the ice coffin.

Thinking of these things, although Lin Mo wanted to hide his emotions, the smile on his face was not as calm as usual.

After all, she still couldn't hide her emotions.

Raising his right hand, Lu Wenfeng gently stroked Lin Mo's face. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Mo stretched out his arms and hugged Lu Wenfeng.

Resting her chin on Lu Wenfeng's shoulder, she let out a sigh of relief: "Third Brother, I'm so tired today."

Lin Mo called "Third Brother", Lu Wenfeng turned around and kissed her face.

When she called third brother, Lu Wenfeng knew that she was changing the subject, and she didn't want to discuss some things with herself.

Holding Lin Mo's waist with one hand and stroking her back with the other, Lu Wenfeng didn't ask her what happened or why she was in a bad mood.

After Lu Wenfeng's comfort, Lin Mo leaned his chin into his neck, and said to him with a little tiredness: "I went to see Song Wennuan with Zhou Jinnian today, and I was very impressed."

Lin Mo said that she went to see Song Nuannuan today, and Lu Wenfeng gently grabbed her arm, pushed her out of his arms, and said to her sternly: "Seventeen, you are pregnant now, You don’t go to those places in the cold room.”

Moreover, Song Wennuan's body had been stored for many years, so Zhou Jinnian might not have handled it without danger.

Lu Wenfeng was nervous, Lin Mo raised his hand and grabbed his face: "Understood."

Looking down at Lin Mo and her obedience, Lu Wenfeng also fell silent for a while.

After being silent for a while, Lu Wenfeng stroked her hair and reasoned with her softly: "Seventeen, I didn't want you to have contact with Zhou Jinnian, or to see Song Wenfeng, but your current The situation is special, and I hope you will put your own health and safety first."

Lu Wenfeng's earnest words, when Lin Mo looked at him, the smile on his face suddenly felt awkward.

Today's Lu Wenfeng is too reasonable, he always feels like he knows something, that's why he said the above words.

Eyelids looked at Lu Wenfeng without blinking. After looking at him for a while, seeing that he didn't continue to say anything, Lin Mo smiled and said, "Got it."

After finishing speaking, she quickly stood on tiptoe again, and hugged Lu Wenfeng again.

Lin Mo obeyed him, and Lu Wenfeng hugged her back tightly.

At the same time, he was thinking in his heart, his seventeen thoughts are still a bit heavy!

She still hasn't completely opened her heart to him, she still has something to hide from him!

You still have to educate yourself.

Afterwards, the two hugged like this for a long time, until Lin Mo couldn't open his eyelids, Lu Wenfeng picked her up from the ground with a swish, and put her on the bed.

"Third brother, I'll go to bed first, good night!" Lin Mo said with a little tiredness, eyes closed.

Leaning over and kissing Lin Mo, Lu Wenfeng said softly, "Good night, Seventeen!"

With that said, Lu Wenfeng casually turned off the headlights in the room.

In the gloomy room, Lu Wenfeng stared intently at Lin Mo who had closed his eyes. He exhaled softly, hoping that Lin Mo could confess to himself and not keep everything in her heart.

With his right hand on Lin Mo's forehead, Lu Wenfeng stroked her lightly, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Xiao Mo, you are my warm child, right?"

"Xiao Mo, why are you lying to me? Why won't you admit to me?"

"Xiao Mo, do you know how hard it has been for me to find you for so many years?"

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo..."

"Xiao Mo, the person who saved you back then was not Third Brother, but me."

"Seventeen, don't listen to Zhizhou's nonsense, come quickly."

In his sleep, Lin Mo was in Song Nuannuan's old house, in Song Nuannuan's cold room, and returned to the square where he was lost.

In my mind, it was Song Wenwen for a moment, Zhou Jinnian for a moment, Gu Zhizhou for a moment, Lu Wenfeng for a moment.

Sitting up suddenly with his hands on the bed, Lin Mo was sweating profusely, even the pajamas on his body were sweaty.

During this time, she was always having nightmares.

Today I got her and Zhou Jinnian's inspection report, and suddenly, her dream became more complicated.

Sitting on the bed panting, the headlights in the room were suddenly turned on. Lin Mo propped his left hand on the bed, and raised his right hand to block his eyes.

During this time, her sleep quality was too poor.

Lin Mo raised his hand to cover his eyes, Lu Wenfeng took her hand away, and then pinched her nose point: "Are you having nightmares again?"

After closing his eyes and letting Lu Wenfeng massage himself, Lin Mo gradually regained his senses, and then gradually opened his eyes.

When he saw Lu Wenfeng, seeing him looking at him seriously, Lin Mo let out a breath, then nodded and answered his question just now: "Yeah!"

Lin Mo looked tired, Lu Wenfeng tidied up the hair on her face, and said, "Seventeen, I hope there are no secrets between us, I hope we can be honest with each other, I hope you can tell your problems to me. I listen."

"Maybe there may be some problems that are not easy to solve, but it's better than you being pressed in your heart."

When Lin Mo looked at Lu Wenfeng's words, his eyes widened.

Lu Wenfeng's words were too obvious.

Seeing that Lin Mo stared at her and did not speak for a long time, Lu Wenfeng gently stroked her face: "Seventeen, you haven't had a nightmare for a long time, and you haven't woken up in the middle of the night for a long time."

She has always been like this since she was a child, but if there is something in her heart, she will have nightmares at night.