He Wan'er understood what he meant—meaning, coming for the two of them.

Mo Chunshan took a sip of water and said indifferently: "As you can see, you are being targeted. But don't be nervous, I know who is looking for someone and why. ”

She thought for a few seconds, and her eyes widened: "Is it difficult, is it my aunt?"

"Yes," he said, pretending to be serious, easily hiding a smile, "it may be your handshake, so she became suspicious and asked these people to follow us to see if we were a pretending couple." Therefore, I only came to you for dinner at noon today, and the reason I just said that I will be picked up and dropped off from work is also for this reason. ”

The more He Wan'er listened, the more surprised he became: "Then what should I do? Do what you say, won't I have no freedom at all?"

Mo Chunshan spread his hands: "I have long reminded you to pay attention to every detail, not only did you temporarily decide to go to the class reunion that day, but also preferred to shake off when you shouldn't shake your hands, not calling people well, and not doing what I said everywhere, my aunt had a seven-trick exquisite heart, and now she has such a reaction, which is normal." ”

was beaten down by him, He Guaner knew that he was at a loss, and buried his head: "Then how to remedy it?"

"What else, make up for the dead," Mo Chunshan became calmer the more he spoke, and He Guan'er once again emphasized his insistence, "From today onwards, you will be picked up by me or Qianyang when you commute to and from work, and I will come over to have lunch with you at noon." As for the evenings, I'll take you with me for dinner, and you can go as you like, but you have to stay at home honestly. ”

"Huh?" He Wan'er opened his mouth wide, and immediately realized that his expression was too exaggerated, and hurriedly closed his mouth and whispered in protest, "Do you want this? Do I still have some personal freedom?"

"Don't forget that you gave up on your own," the smile on Mo Chunshan's face was business and perfunctory, "Before sending my aunt away, we all need to be in a state of love and honey, and I am afraid that there is no personal space in such a state." ”

"Honey blending oil?" He Wan'er couldn't wait to squirt a mouthful of old blood to death, "That's not what you said at the beginning, but it's just a wedding? Isn't it good to be so bloody?"

Mo Chunshan replied with a light smile: "You should understand after a little thought, can make my head dizzy to marry your feelings, may be simple and plain?

He Guaner wanted to theorize with him about where marriage is business, but Mo Chunshan had already taken a step ahead of her and forcibly output his opinion: " All problems in modern society can be solved by contract, generally speaking, the two parties want to agree on things are relatively simple, then the contract is relatively simple; if things are more complicated, the contract is also complicated, but the marriage is very peculiar, which is equivalent to the two parties to take out their own resources to run a family business, signed a lifelong wholesale futures contract, but the marriage contract only has a piece of paper without any substantive terms, such a contract contrary to common sense, who will sign it if it is not a fool?"

He Wan'er had already been dazed by his seemingly lofty remarks, and he had no ability to refute, only hearing his conclusion: "Anyway, now you have to listen to me, pass this pass first." ”

She sobered up a little, and said with a bitter face: "Is there no other solution......? Artificial?"

"Do you think I'm idle? I waste two hours a day just about having lunch together. If you don't want me to come over every day-" Mo Chunshan stretched his voice, seeing He Wan'er's face full of anticipation, he said slowly, "If you don't let the driver come and pick you up every day, the steaks in the company won't be worse than here." ”

"Forget it, I promise. He Wan'er hurriedly replied.

Just kidding, I can't escape the fate of having lunch together, of course, it's more convenient for Big Mo to come over to eat, how can she be eligible to disappear for two hours at noon?

"Even if you still know the severity," Mo Chunshan's face was gentle, but the next sentence was merciless, "If it weren't for the fact that you held hands and looked like you had eaten flies, why did you come to this point?"

He Wan'er frowned bitterly, and was extremely annoyed that such a big handle fell into Mo Chunshan's hands.

Well, this time she was at a loss, knowing that she was acting and couldn't cross the hurdle in her heart, she almost messed up Mo Chunshan's affairs, no wonder he was angry.

The corners of Mo Chunshan's lips pursed slightly, smiling slightly, and her eyes were full of her figure.

The peach blossom eyes of the same shape, the tear mole in the same position, and even the mole on the earlobe and the ear piercing are all exactly the same.

When he first saw him, the outline of the thirteen-year-old Xiaocao was fixed in his mind, which was 40% similar to the current He Wan'er, and now the ratio has risen to 80%.

He once told He Guaner about the probability of two people meeting in seven billion people, if someone found someone who was so similar to Xiaocao in order to calculate that even the slightest feature could be combined, what was the chance?

The probabilities collided one by one, and he could quickly draw the most accurate conclusions from the most complicated data in the past, but at this time, he couldn't figure out how to calculate.

Mo Chunshan closed his eyes slightly, silently waiting for the tingling pain in his heart to disappear, waiting for the illusory but overwhelming red in his vision to dissipate, and when he opened his eyes again, his gaze was extremely soft.

He Wan'er happened to look at his somewhat strange behavior, and when he met his eyes, he was stunned.

She never seemed to have seen such sad and tender emotions in the eyes of any man, and she couldn't figure out the deep meaning behind such a profound glance.

For a while, she was messed up again, and it was difficult for her to control her emotions in front of him, so flustered that she didn't know where to look.

"Don't take it seriously, be sober, don't take it seriously, be sober......"

He Guan'er pinched his palms and silently recited her eight-character proverb, and suddenly remembered Mo Chunshan's words in front of the Science and Technology Museum, and remembered the wonderful 0.00487, a surging emotion in his heart overflowed, and he didn't know how to face him.

She knew that her expression must be strange at this time, so she had to pretend to be calm and skim her face.

However, in the next second, I heard him cough lightly, and his voice was indifferent and joking: "The expression is so rich, do you want to train eight-pack abs on your face?"

Just one sentence made all the words related to love disappear in her mind.

This lunch was named "dangerous" in He Waner's dictionary, and after this danger, she was forced to accept the status quo of eating with Mo Chunshan three times a day, and the fact that there were people to pick up and drop off from work.

Fortunately, Mo Chunshan still left her a way out, at least the place where the shuttle bus was parked, and the place where he waited for her to go downstairs at noon every day, were two or three hundred meters away from the newspaper building, if you were careful, the probability of not being discovered by colleagues before the wedding was very high.

In all fairness, such a day is actually good, you don't have to worry about being late in the morning and you don't have to crowd the rush hour bus, you don't have to worry about how to go home after work, and you don't have to change her beloved high heels for convenience.

After swimming, you can still *** cat before going to bed, don't be too happy.

It was a day she had never had before—if she hadn't taken into account that she had pretended to be married.