It's not that he doesn't understand Su Wei's intentions, and he can't resist and refuse, so he attacks him with words and asks him to treat Su Mo well. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Su Wei's old fox can be like this, and it can be regarded as having a heart for Su Mo. It was precisely because of Su Wei's sincerity that Netherworld didn't bother with him, but once again threw it out of the window mercilessly.

Although he knew that the image of Garfield was not chosen by Su Wei himself. But I saw Su Wei's old fox, with a cute cat face, dangling in front of him. He couldn't help but itch his hands.

How can people's likes and dislikes be changed overnight?

Standing in front of the window, the Netherworld seemed to be looking at the soft night outside, but his heart could not be as calm as the night......

Su Mo leaned on the bed, with a thin quilt on his body. The soft bedside lamp light gives the room a hazy yellow glow. Su Mo's fingers seemed to be afraid of being burned, and he carefully touched the stinging wound on his lip. My mind is in a mess, and I can't tell what to think about anymore.

For as long as Su Mo can remember, he knows that he is different from others. During the years of living in the Guo family, her mother Molly always flew around with Guo Huaan. All year round, the time spent with her can be counted on both hands.

At that time, Guo Bin was older, and although he had a calm personality since he was a child, he didn't care about Su Mo, a sister who was not related by blood. Guo Yao always likes to tease her, but the little broken child who is not a few years older than her knows how to take care of the child. often treats her as a living doll, pinching her face without knowing how heavy.

The nanny who is responsible for taking care of her is used to turning a blind eye, after all, it is not wise to offend the little young master for the sake of a milk doll who doesn't know anything.

Guo Yao likes to watch Su Mo cry, even to the point of being fascinated. I feel that the child is holding his mouth, and the look of tears and grievances in his eyes is cute and stupid. But after Su Mo cried a few times, he seemed to find out the reason for Guo Yao's debt, no matter how hard Guo Yao pinched her, he never shed a single tear. It's just that on the face, there are often bruises and purple marks on the body. And these, the careless Molly did not know until now.

Lao Su, who knew it, was hindered by Guo Yao's own fact that he was a child who had not grown up, so he didn't really care about Guo Yao, but secretly obstructed it.

Since then, Su Mo seems to have forgotten what crying is. No matter how many injuries you have suffered when practicing magic, how many grievances you have suffered in your stumbling life. No more crying pain, no more crying.

Because little Su Mo knew early that no matter how painful his body was, no one would really care. No matter how many tears are shed, it will not help.

Life is so realistic and cruel, it will not change because of any person's likes and dislikes, and it will not stop because of anyone's pain and sorrow. No matter how desperate it is, the sun still rises on time every day, and no matter how frightening, night will fall on time.

No matter how reluctant it is. One day, Lao Su will still be lost.

And in this world, except for Lao Su, there will be no one like that. Show her the way when she hesitates. When she is grieving, accompany her in grief. When she was scared, he hugged her gently and said to her, "Don't be afraid, baby. ”

Su Mo rolled over, his eyes were sour, but he couldn't shed a single tear. On such a quiet night, the mood is unsettled, which is too suitable to think of Lao Su. Tossing and turning, Su Mo closed his eyes unconsciously.

The sound of steady breathing, echoing through the room. In front of the bed, a ghostly figure slowly appeared. I don't know how long he waited silently in front of the bed before Su Mo fell asleep and revealed his true body.

He sat quietly at the head of Su Mo's bed, his eyes unblinking, staring at Su Mo's delicate and small facial features. Fingertips on the eyebrows, slowly outlined. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem to be enough. Fingertips roamed over the center of his eyebrows, gently smoothing Su Mo's frowning brow. He didn't know what Su Mo was hiding in his heart, but he felt her deep sadness. The sadness made him feel distressed.

Seeing that Su Mo had slept peacefully. The Netherworld was about to get up, and Su Mo inadvertently hugged the corner of the quilt, and hugged the Nether's arm together.

The Netherworld paused, lest it wake Su Mo up. After hesitating for a moment, he still lifted the quilt and lay down beside Su Mo. His cheeks were pressed against the top of Su Mo's head, and he smelled the faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and slowly closed his eyes with peace of mind.

This night, Su Mo rarely had a good night's sleep, and did not have the nightmare that had haunted her for many years.

In the morning, Su Mo was awakened by the rich aroma of steamed buns. In a trance, she returned to the days when Lao Su was there, and completely forgot that it was not Lao Su who lived with her, but another man.

"Old Sue."

Su Mo was wearing a loose nightdress, rubbing his long unkempt hair, and Ta pulled a pair of slippers, and walked into the kitchen in a trance.

Nether turned around with a spoon in hand, wearing a lace apron with Mickey on it, clearly undecent.

Su Mo couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the person in front of him, and he looked at the Netherworld and forgot to react for a long time. It seems that it is still trying to remember, what is going on in front of you.

The Netherworld was not in a hurry to disturb Su Mo, and let her stay in a daze so that she could enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of her. The baggy nightdress, which slides naturally, reveals a rounded shoulder, and down the delicate collarbone, the slightly raised edge of the hill is visible. The skin is as white as milk skin, smooth and attractive, and people can't help but want to kiss and suck on it. Just looking at it, I already feel that the taste is excellent. Below the knee-length nightdress were a pair of straight and even calves, slender feet, painted with bright red nails.

"Ahh Su Mo came back to his senses, let out a panicked scream, and ran back to the room with a red face. Closing the door, he began to feel deep chagrin at his fuss again. How do you think, how do you think that you should calmly say good morning, and you shouldn't run back here without three hundred taels of silver.

What can yesterday's kiss represent?

In the eyes of the Nether, maybe nothing. It's just a momentary boredom, or a momentary whim. After all, if any woman can do it, she will be the most suitable candidate. She is a member of the Su family, so she is destined to be sent by this man in her family for the rest of her life.

I thought that I might just be a temporary pastime. Su Mo felt a loss that he had never felt before, as if something had stabbed him hard in his heart. I can't say how much it hurts, but it's uncomfortable.

While eating breakfast, Su Mo always felt awkward and couldn't let go. But the Netherworld seemed to be fine, and there was no abnormality at all. It's as if those ambiguous things never happened. The day before yesterday was no different from yesterday, yesterday was no different from today, and today and tomorrow will no longer be any different.

It's like the relationship between the two.

Su Mo's mind slowly calmed down. Being alone with the Netherworld is more cold and alienated than ever.

According to the address provided by the rat spirit, Netherworld and Su Mo successfully found the location of the dog demon in City A. Perhaps in order to hide his identity, the dog demon just rented a simple rental house in the slums. The rooms in the rental house are not large, you can see them all at a glance, and there is a messy bed in a room of more than ten square meters. It was a barely supportable standing cabinet, and a chair with miscellaneous items piled up at the head of the bed.

Judging by the mess of the room, it must have been rummaged through. The Netherworld had no desire to turn over again, just looked around and landed on the chairs littered with garbage.

The chair sits at the head of the bed, directly opposite the bed, and is clearly used as a bedside table. In this position, people will always inadvertently put some commonly used things in their hands.