Mo Yu didn't like the police station very much, and he didn't like to be interrogated like a prisoner. Purple Pavilion

But she must cooperate, she must find a way to prove her innocence, even if the police don't believe it at all, she firmly believes that the dark clouds can't hide the bright sunshine.

The haze that had been in the police station all day disappeared with the appearance of Yan Yize.

Mo Yu never thought that Yan Yize would return to Runcheng, never thought that he would come back so soon.

Mo Yu, who was going to face everything alone, had something to rely on, at least spiritually.

Yan Yize's face was wrapped in gauze, and he couldn't see what the expression was, but there was still obvious distress and pity from his eyes, he gently patted Mo Yu's back, and pressed her tightly in his arms with his other hand.

Feeling the warm and generous palm gently patting on his back, and feeling the pressure of Yan Yize's palm on his waist, Mo Yu's heart melted......

"I'm sorry I'm late. ”

The soft voice followed the warm breath into Mo Yu's ears, and at this moment, Mo Yu's strong mask shattered.

She is a woman, a woman who needs to be hurt and loved.

She doesn't like the shopping malls that are deceitful by nature, and she doesn't like to deal with those hypocritical businessmen who put money first, but she can't help it.

Yan Yize has been missing all these years, if she can't hold up the sky of the Yan family, the Yan family can only collapse, and there is no other possibility.

So even if she doesn't like it, she has been holding on.

When hearing Yan Yize's words, Mo Yu felt that her efforts and persistence in the past year or so had meaning.

She raised her head from Yan Yize's arms, pursed her lips and shook her head at Yan Yize, her eyes faintly shining with tears.

Yan Yize couldn't see the woman crying, and Mo Yu couldn't see it crying, his lips moved and he was just about to open his mouth to soothe it, but he didn't want Mo Yu's green fingers to cover his lips.

"You don't have to say anything, I know. ”

Mo Yu's tearful face was filled with a happy smile, but his eyes were full of distress, seeing Yan Yize reaching out to remove her fingers, Mo Yu hurriedly shook his head at him and laughed.

"Yi Ze, let's go home. ”

With that, she broke free from Yan Yize's arms and took his hand and walked towards the car parked on the side of the road.

Song Yuanchao had been waiting next to the car for a long time, and when he saw the two of them holding hands, he opened the car door for them with a smile.

On the way back, Yan Yize wanted to speak several times, but was stopped by Mo Yu.

Not long after Yan Yize's face had surgery, his words would affect the wound, and if he couldn't get this plastic surgery, it would be in vain.

Mo Yu loved him deeply, so naturally he couldn't tolerate this kind of thing, and naturally he couldn't tolerate Yan Yize's pain.

After a few times, Yan Yize gave up, just holding Mo Yu's hand tightly, staring at her eyes affectionately.

The eyes of the two met, and although they did not speak, they could clearly feel each other's affection from each other's eyes.

Except for the faint roar of the engine, the carriage was silent, and the two looked at each other speechlessly, but in fact, they exchanged eyes I don't know how many times, it can really be said that silence is better than sound at this time.

Answering that the Yan family was almost midnight, Mo Yu was worried that Yan Yize would be hungry and wanted to cook for him personally.

Yan Yize signaled that he was not hungry, and Mo Yu suddenly said with a straight face, "You have been flying for so long, how can you not be hungry?" ”

Seeing Mo Yu's back disappear at the door of the kitchen, Yan Yize slowly turned his gaze back to look at Song Yuanchao on the side, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Song Yuanchao hurriedly walked over and whispered in detail what had happened in the past few days.

Before coming back, Yan Yize had some understanding of this, and he had made certain psychological preparations, and when he heard his story, he only occasionally narrowed his eyes slightly, and he did not express any opinions from beginning to end.

In fact, it is difficult for him to speak in his current situation.

"Young master, look at this......" Song Yuanchao looked at Yan Yize in embarrassment, "Otherwise, you should take the young grandmother to the United States." Runcheng really can't stay. ”

Yan Yize raised his head and glanced at Song Yuanchao quietly, his eyes narrowed, and he was about to say something, when footsteps sounded in their ears.

Without turning his head to look, Yan Yize knew that it was Mo Yu who came out of the kitchen.

After all these years of marriage, everything about Mo Yu has been deeply embedded in his body, and he is familiar with Mo Yu as well as his own body.

Yan Yize waved his hand, and Song Yuanchao hurriedly left, not daring to stay and disturb them.

In the distance, Mo Yu was holding a delicate soup bowl in his hand, staring at the bowl with his eyes, and walked over cautiously with broken steps.

Yan Yize hurriedly got up and walked over, and smelled a faint fragrance from a distance, which was emanating from the soup bowl.

Seeing Yan Yize stretching out his hand to pick up the bowl, Mo Yu hurriedly shook his head at him, "You go and sit, I'll come." ”

Yan Yize stood still, pursed his lips and shook his head at her resolutely, his two hands had already grasped the edge of the bowl, and forcibly snatched the soup bowl with noodles from Mo Yu's hand, then smiled and nodded at her, turned around and walked to the coffee table.

Looking at Yan Yize's back, Mo Yu smiled dumbly and quickly followed.

On the coffee table, the oily noodles that exuded an attractive aroma made Yan Yize's eyes a little hazy.

As if going back in time, every time he came back late from work, Mo Yu would make a bowl of oily noodles and send it to his study, place it on his desk, and then sit opposite with a smile on his face and watch him eat noodles.

Those seemingly ordinary pictures in the past, looking back at this time, still make Yan Yize feel extremely happy.

Yan Yize looked through the hot steam rising above the noodle bowl, looked at Mo Yu, saw the familiar smiling face, and saw this woman who could turn him, a man like a hundred steels, into a woman who was soft around his fingers.

After sitting down for a long time, Mo Yu didn't see Yan Yize move his chopsticks, and asked curiously, "Yi Ze, why don't you eat......? I'll feed you. ”

While speaking, Mo Yu had already picked up chopsticks, picked out some noodles, and carefully sent them to Yan Yize.

"Open your mouth. Ah......h

Yan Yize smiled dumbly, Mo Yu's appearance at this time was like feeding Xiao Yu, full of maternal brilliance, making him unconsciously open his mouth.

The smooth noodles entered his mouth and fell down his esophagus into Yan Yize's stomach, warming his stomach and his heart even more.

Seeing that Mo Yu was going to continue, Yan Yize shook his head slightly, took the chopsticks in her hand in Mo Yu's stunned gaze, and put them into the bowl, and then picked out some noodles and sent them to Mo Yu to signal her to open her mouth.

"Eat together. ”

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth obediently and swallowed the noodles sent by Yan Yize.

After a simple swallow, Mo Yu smiled, laughing happily than ever.

The two of them were here and I were feeding each other bite by bite, and the breath of happiness spread throughout the living room and radiated to the outside.

Song Yuanchao, who was standing at the door, watched all this from afar, with a bright smile on his face.

Glancing at the crescent moon hanging high in the air, and then turning his head to look at the two people who were sweetly feeding, Song Yuanchao gently pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and exhaled a long breath, at this moment his eyes were extremely complicated.

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