I don't know how long it took before Mo Shiwei pulled away the quilt covering his head, blushed and took a breath of fresh air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Whew, almost suffocated.

Mo Shi pouted slightly and said dissatisfied, blaming He Jingyi, who suddenly said that he liked and loved, and caught himself off guard.

But......

Mo Shiwei's gaze shifted to the window, looking out of the window, and unconsciously remembered that he was downstairs just now, and He Jingyi said softly that he liked her and loved her.

That kind of gentleness, such a serious expression, is something Mo Shiwei has never seen. But because of this, she didn't have the idea of questioning, and never thought about whether He Jingyi was joking on purpose, she knew that He Jingyi was serious.

He was confessing very seriously, telling himself that he loved her.

Mo Shiwei thought of this, and he didn't know why, but suddenly he had an urge to laugh, and his eyes became bright.

He Jingyi: He likes himself?

No, he loves himself.

Mo Shiwei couldn't suppress his smile anymore, and thought proudly, He Jingyi, who likes you, who wants you to like it.

Don't you usually bully me and bully me very hard, why did you stick it upside down now?

That's right, it's upside down, Mo Shiwei raised his eyebrows, with an arrogant expression, I don't like you, don't you just post it upside down.

Hmph, in that case, I have to clean you up for a while, so that I can be worthy of my grievances of being oppressed by you for so many years.

Thinking like this, Mo Shiwei suddenly yearned for himself to join He Jingyi's troops.

Knock knock.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Weiwei, have you woken up?"

It was Fu Rong's voice.

Mo Shiwei hurriedly took a deep breath, and then replied in a loud voice: "Wake up, Mom." ”

"Then come down and drink some porridge, I'll make you some white rice porridge." Fu Rong said with concern.

White rice porridge?

Mo Shiwei frowned, why do you want to make porridge for yourself?

Suddenly, she remembered that when she went upstairs just now, she seemed to tell Fu Rong that she had a headache.

"Oh, I'll come down now. ”

Mo Shiwei, who was weak-hearted, hurriedly replied, and then hurriedly got up and got out of bed.

When Mo Jian came back, Mo Shiwei was lying on the dining table drinking porridge.

Looking at the white rice porridge in Mo Shiwei's bowl, Mo Jian frowned, "What did your mother give you to eat?"

She just came back from school, and she didn't cook a meal for her, how could she let her drink porridge?

"Dad, I was a little uncomfortable just now, this is what my mother cooked for me. ”

Mo Shiwei saw that Mo Jian was dissatisfied, and hurriedly explained, lest my mother work hard to make a table of delicious food and be misunderstood, which is also too much of a loss.

"What's wrong with you?"

As soon as she heard her daughter say that she was uncomfortable, Mo Jian became anxious, sat down beside her, and said with concern.

"It's nothing, I had a bit of a headache just now, but now it's fine. ”

Mo Shiwei lied with a weak heart.

"It's okay, but be careful not to catch a cold when you go to bed at night, otherwise you will have a headache again." ”

"Oh......"

Mo Shi agreed sullenly, lowered his head and secretly pouted, on such a hot day, it's not bad if you don't die of heat, but still have a cold?

"You're back?"

At this time, Fu Rong walked out of the study, saw Mo Jian, and said.

"Hmm. Mo Jian nodded.

"Then I'll ask Aunt Wang to give you something to eat, there's a lot left over for dinner." Fu Rong also sat down next to them.

"Well, don't make too much to eat. Mo Jian said in a deep voice.

The soft light shone down, gently enveloping the three of them, and no one spoke at this time, the atmosphere was quiet, but more warm.

After eating, Mo Shiwei sat with his parents for a while before getting up and going back to the room.

Then when I was about to go to the shower, I caught a glimpse of the mobile phone on the table, which was flashing with a green information light, raised my eyebrows, and walked over to pick up the phone.

opened it and found that it was WeChat sent by He Jingyi.

After a pause, he clicked on the message, but he didn't expect him to send a photo.

It was the bouquet of champagne roses that He Jingyi gave before. Mo Shiwei didn't take it when he got out of the car, and He Jingyi would definitely not come in with roses when he came in the future.

So this flower returned to He Jingyi's hands, and he took it home.

In addition to the photos, He Jingyi also sent two messages.

Micro, you forgot about this.

I'll put this at home for you, and next time, I'll give you another bouquet.

Mo Shi pursed his lips slightly to look at his message, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but it quickly calmed down again.

Who wants you to send it again? Roses, how vulgar, she doesn't want.

But after putting down the phone, Mo Shiwei hummed a song into the bathroom in a good mood, the tune was light and beautiful, and any fool could see that she was in a good mood.

He Jingyi was in his apartment, and he did not go back to the old house.

He was looking at the bouquet of champagne roses with a smile on his face.

The flowers had been placed in a vase that he had placed in the living room for decoration, and then in his bedroom.

I don't know what Weiwei is doing at this moment.

He Jingyi's gaze moved away from the flower and thought lazily.

He leaned against the head of the bed, his posture was extremely lazy, and he felt that he was starting to miss Mo Shiwei. After only a few hours of leaving, he had already begun to miss people, this kind of slightly hypocritical feelings, He Jingyi never imagined that it would one day happen to him.

Still, it seems to feel pretty good.

Reached out and grabbed the mobile phone that was put aside, opened it, and then looked at the silent WeChat, and smiled helplessly.

I must have seen the message, but I didn't respond.

Do you want to call? He Jingyi looked at his phone and thought.

Forget it, anyway, it's a long time coming, and it's not too late.

He Jingyi recalled Mo Shiwei's flustered performance after he expressed his intentions, so he gave up, he thought, even if he called, it would be another matter whether the awkward little Nizi could pick it up.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and his eyes darkened.

After being silent for a while, he sent a message to Mo Shiwei.

Weiwei, if you don't want to come to the 32nd regiment, let's pick a good place. It's not a joke, I'm serious, I won't forcibly interfere in your affairs in the future, it's all up to you, okay?

He Jingyi let out a long breath, secretly laughing at himself for being really self-inflicted, and now he has to "set things right", but this can be regarded as a progress for himself, if he can make Weiwei happy, let her relax, if she is not around, she will not be there.

As for herself, she will chase her daughter-in-law in another way, although it may be inconvenient, but the most important thing is that she is happy, and her daughter-in-law is not used to spoil and hurt.

(The second more is sent, and there is another one later, look at me, how diligent, not full attendance and so diligent is simply a little bee, haha, the table beats me~ But dear people should support the genuine version more, Wanwan Mu has full attendance can only rely on everyone's subscription, if there is a reward, it would be better (?>?