When she was sent home by He Jingyi, Fu Rong was waiting for her in the living room, and no one else was there.

Mo Jian didn't know where she went, but it was very normal for Zhao Qingnuan not to appear, as far as the relationship between the two of them was now, it was almost a tear in her face, she just pretended in front of Mo Jian, like waiting for Mo Shiwei to come home at night, how could such a thing be done.

"Mom. ”

After Mo Shiwei entered the house, he greeted Fu Rong, who was watching TV.

"Well, are you back?" Fu Rong shifted her gaze from the TV to the door, but at first glance, the smile on her face froze.

"Weiwei, whose clothes are you wearing?" Fu Rong asked with a look of surprise.

As soon as Mo Shiwei heard this, his body suddenly stiffened like five thunderbolts, and his face instantly turned dark and annoyed.

Hell, why did you forget to give your clothes to He Jingyi!

"This ...... This is a friend's," Mo Shiwei subconsciously quickly pulled off his clothes, and explained with a dry smile, his face was so unnatural, "My clothes were accidentally broken by nails, so my friend borrowed me his clothes." ”

Mo Shiwei tried her best to act as if nothing happened, but how awkward her tone sounded, and who Fu Rong was, she knew her daughter's discomfort and concealment at a glance.

Thinking of this, Fu Rong subconsciously looked out the window, and sure enough, under the soft and hazy street lamp, she saw a car slowly driving by.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Fu Rong turned her head with interest to look at Mo Shiwei, who was still standing at the door, and saw her rare embarrassed look, and felt even more amused in her heart.

"What are you doing there, come here," Fu Rong beckoned, waiting for Mo Shiwei to sit beside him, and then spoke again, "Your friend sent you back?"

"yes. ”

Mo Shiwei smiled calmly, at this time, she had regained her composure. Even though there is still chagrin in his heart, he is still calm and calm on his face.

This is nothing to be ashamed of, Mo Shiwei said to himself in his heart, in fact, the matter was as she said, that is, her clothes were torn, and then He Jingyi borrowed his clothes, although they are not friends, but there is nothing to hide, right?

Therefore, Mo Shiwei had to make a calm attitude, she had to let Fu Rong know that the person who borrowed her clothes was also an ordinary person who was not a friend, there was nothing to make a fuss about, even if he sent him home, it was a matter of course, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have gone home so late.

Mo Shiwei thought very well in his heart, but Fu Rong definitely wouldn't think so. Mo Shiwei still remembers that she asked herself about her feelings in the morning, and this night there was such a misunderstanding situation, she would definitely want to be crooked!

Mo Shiwei's heart is like a mirror, she is not unaware of Fu Rong's enthusiasm for her feelings, if she knows the slightest hint, her ears will definitely not be idle.

What's more, she has nothing to do with He Jingyi in the first place, so why let her misunderstand? This is too ridiculous and funny.

But if she thinks so, her mother won't think so, so in a flash of light, Mo Shiwei thought in her heart that she must not be misunderstood.

However, in fact, Fu Rong had obviously misunderstood.

I saw that she heard Mo Shiwei say that it was sent back by a friend, her eyes lit up for a moment, and her smile became gossipy, "Or the boy who borrowed your clothes?"

…… Hearing the words boy, Mo Shiwei's heart trembled suddenly, and he thought of He Jingyi, the boy...... Ahem, Mo Shiwei was embarrassed.

But his face was still busy nodding, "yes, it's all the same person." ”

"Oh, you're really, people have sent you back, why don't you invite people to come in and sit down, look at you. ”

Fu Rong reproached dissatisfiedly, even with dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Mo Shiwei instantly had a headache and invited He Jingyi into the house?

"Mom, we're just ordinary friends, what do we look like to invite someone home casually?" Mo Shiwei said helplessly.

But Fu Rong's eyes widened, and she asked rhetorically, "Don't you look like inviting someone to come in and sit down?"

…… Mo Shiwei was almost choked by saliva, and his face was flushed, which ...... Can this be counted? He sent himself home as a matter of course! If it weren't for him, where would there be so much going on today?

"Mom!" Mo Shiwei was rarely coquettish, looking at Fu Rong's eyes with a slight annoyance, "Don't think about something that you don't have, I have an ordinary relationship with him, ordinary can't be ordinary, there is not a little bit of what you think about, really!"

Mo Shiwei said solemnly, his eyes were calm and clear, but Fu Rong was bent on sending his daughter back, the young man must have an unusual relationship with his daughter, otherwise, with his daughter's temperament, he could let anyone send him home?

"Okay, okay, even if it's like you said, it's an ordinary friend, but people specially sent you back, shouldn't you invite people to come in and sit down?

Fu Rong is still upset about Mo Shiwei letting He Jingyi leave like this, what she is worried about is that her daughter has finally had some situations, how can she have to see what the other young man looks like, as a mother, it is understandable to care about her daughter, isn't it?

The more Fu Rong thought about it, the more curious she became, and the more worried she became, so she just let the person go, and she hadn't seen it yet!

So he couldn't help it, reached out and poked Mo Shiwei's forehead hard, and scolded, "Unconscious girl." ”

Mo Shiwei's head stepped back with the strength of Fu Rong's fingers, and he snorted lightly, then covered his forehead and felt like he wanted to cry without tears, frowned at Fu Rong, and shouted weakly: "Mom, you really think too much!"

"I didn't say anything, why are you in such a hurry to quibble, do you want to cover it up?" Fu Rong didn't bother to scold again, squinting at Mo Shi and snorting coldly.

Mo Shiwei was so blocked by Fu Rong's hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Anyway, if you don't have it, you don't believe it or not." ”

As soon as Fu Rong heard this, her fingers poked Mo Shi's slightly smooth forehead again, "Dead girl, how can you talk, do you talk to your mother like this?"

Mo Shiwei, who was poked again, finally closed her mouth unwillingly, her eyes were full of accusations, she covered her forehead and thought, her forehead must have been poked red, and it still hurts!

I hate it! It's all caused by He Jingyi for her! Mo Shiwei thought hatefully.

Moreover, when he got out of the car just now, he was in a hurry to go home and forgot his clothes, wouldn't he have reminded him? If you want to say that he forgot, who would believe it? Is it for decoration that he has long eyes?

Unlucky!