052 Where will there be a future

I didn't expect him to make such a sudden move, the warm breath hit straight from between his nose and lips and jumped into my ears, I felt as if the whole person was being blown out, hot and hot, both hands subconsciously grabbed the pants on the knees, "Han Shao-"

"Well, that's a good name."

He relieved, reached out and pinched my chin to make me tilt my head to look at him, and the smile on the corner of my mouth made me a little stunned: "Fu Yao, in fact, your voice is much better than Mingyan, besides, you are still a singer, why don't you know, if you can be a little coquettish when you speak, in fact, few people will refuse you."

Han Mo didn't look like he was joking, he really seemed to be teaching me how to please him today.

I looked at him in a daze, I really didn't know what medicine this person had taken today, how could he suddenly tell me this.

He looked down at me, and the smile in his eyes was obvious, "Fu Yao, do you know the initiative?" If I had been in my arms by another woman, I would have reached out and put my arms around my neck and kissed me directly. ”

I frowned, wondering if he meant anything else.

He didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to explain, and looked at me and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was really waiting for my move.

Today's Han Mo really refreshed my perception of him, if I guessed correctly, the meaning of what he said just now was obviously to let me put my arms around his neck and take the initiative to kiss him?

I looked at him for a few seconds, gritted my teeth, and watched as he cautiously raised his hand little by little.

He didn't move, he just looked at me, and I could see that my palms were sweaty, and even my eyelashes trembled when I looked up at him.

But he just didn't speak, he didn't move, he just looked at me quietly, with a bit of a playful smile in his eyes.

Today's Han Mo is really rare to be so good at talking, I understand what he means, my temper is indeed going to change, as a person who is adopted.

The room was very quiet, it was just me and him, and it was nothing, it wasn't the first time we had kissed, and we had even done something more intimate.

But I couldn't help but tremble, my whole body was shaking, and I didn't even dare to open my eyes when I looked up.

When my lips touched his lip flap, I subconsciously wanted to run away, but he directly slapped the back of my head, pressing me and not letting me escape, but there was no other movement, looking at me and raising his eyebrows slightly: "Go on."

The two of us were close together, and as soon as he spoke, the lip flap slid over mine.

He told me to continue, but I didn't know what to keep doing.

"Ah, I didn't mean to!"

Xiao Zhao, who suddenly appeared, was so startled that I pushed Han Mo away, forgetting for a moment that the chair he was sitting on didn't have any chairs, and as soon as I pushed him, his arm hit the side of the cabinet directly.

Han Mo's face suddenly turned blue, and as soon as he moved, my whole body was directly shocked by his action of standing up and almost fell to the ground.

"You go on, I'll go out first."

The culprit, Xiao Zhao, threw such a sentence and ran out directly, and there were only two people in the ward, me and Han Mo.

He stood up and looked at me while rubbing his knocked down arm: "Fu Yao, haven't you figured out the relationship between us yet?"

Han Mo said that if he changed his face, he would change his face, I looked at the usual sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, my heart tightened slightly, and I pursed my lips to suppress my emotions: "I'm sorry, I'm just, I'm not used to being seen by others."

"Huh." He scoffed and looked at my face full of mockery: "Not used to it? You're not used to it when you're in the red? ”

My face stiffened slightly, my hands clutched the hem of my clothes, and I held back my temper stubbornly, pursing my lips and not speaking.

In fact, there have been many times, Han Mo treated me like this, but I was used to it.

If he had done to me like he had just done to me, I wouldn't know what to do. Although he is scolding me now, I am also a little uncomfortable, but at least it is not as frightening as it was just now.

I think I'm probably used to being abused by Han Mo, and I really can't look at him with half a good face towards me.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Han Mo didn't say anything and turned around and wanted to leave.

I suddenly thought of something serious, and couldn't help but reach out and grab him: "Han Shao."

I was in a hurry, so I just didn't want to let him go, and I didn't think about it that much.

When I reacted, following Han Mo's line of sight, I realized that I had directly grabbed his palm.

I quickly let go of my hand and said a little sneeringly: "I have something I want to tell you."

He raised his eyebrows, and Fang Cai's anger seemed to fade a little, "What's the matter?" ”

I don't have a little bottom in my heart, in fact, it's not nothing, I have already guessed what Han Mo's attitude is, that's why I am so weak-hearted.

But Han Mo didn't agree to this, and Xiao Zhao couldn't agree to it, so I had no choice, so I could only bite the bullet and speak: "I think I'm almost recovered, can I be discharged from the hospital in two days?"

He raised his eyebrows with interest: "Didn't the doctor say that he could stay for a week?"

I pursed my lips and staggered my gaze slightly before I dared to speak: "I don't really like to live in the hospital, and I'm recovering well, and it's the same when I go back, the smell in this hospital is not good."

I didn't dare to look at him honestly, Han Mo was right, I wouldn't lie, especially in front of him.

Every time I lied in front of Han Mo, I couldn't help but make small movements, and I couldn't help but look around.

In front of him, I was always easy to be weak and easily seen.

But I knew that I had no choice but to lie, so I forced myself to look at him, and I didn't dare to move at all.

He suddenly pulled his hand out of his pocket, looked at me with a smile for two seconds, and then glanced at the watch on his wrist: "Yes, if you don't want to live, go back to the apartment."

Han Mo is so good at talking today, I can't believe it.

Although I didn't want my emotions to change so obviously in front of him, I couldn't help but hook the corners of my lips.

He obviously saw it, his eyes threw down slightly, and he took a step towards me: "Fu Yao, you're very happy, huh?"

I don't know if Han Mo saw something, his breathing stagnated slightly, and he forced himself to look up at him and smile: "Yes, I don't want to live in the hospital anymore."

"I look at you why not-"

As soon as he spoke, his cell phone rang.

Han Mo didn't speak again, reached out and took the phone and didn't speak again.

He answered the phone, looked at me and turned to leave.

I watched him walk out of the door, and only then did I dare to take a deep breath, reach out and pinch my hand, feel the pain, and realize that I was not dreaming.

I didn't dream, Han Mo really promised me to be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow.

Xiao Zhao came back soon, and when he came back, he looked at me with a smile on his face: "Miss Fu, your relationship with Mr. Han is really good."

If it had been in the past, I would have sneered and asked her how she could see that I had a good relationship with Han Mo.

But today I was in a good mood, thinking that I would be able to leave this place one day, and there would be no need to delay my time to go to closed training, and I didn't care so much about Xiao Zhao's random conjecture.

I smiled and didn't reply.

In the afternoon, Zhao Miao called me to remind me that I had to go to training in three days, and told me to remember to pack my things.

Before hanging up the phone, Zhao Miao had been hesitant.

I really couldn't stand it, so I said directly: "Miao Miao, Han Mo doesn't know about this, but it's useless for him to know, I've already signed the contract, and he can't stop me."

Zhao Miao was obviously not at ease: "No, Yaoyao, I always feel that things are not as simple as we thought, what kind of person is Han Mo, can he be difficult to find with a small contract?"

In fact, Zhao Miao was right, but at this point, I could only break the jar: "I don't care, let's count it after I find out, now he doesn't know, and I'm not afraid."

She couldn't think of any good solution, so she had to do it.

After hanging up the phone, the first thing I did was to ask Xiao Zhao to tell me about the discharge, and Xiao Zhao felt that something was still a little wrong: "Miss Zhao, although you said that you are recovering well, but something like that happened this morning, I still suggest that you stay in the hospital for two more days."

I shook my head, Han Mo agreed, no one could persuade me at this time: "It's okay, I will also cultivate after I go back, and I will be fine today, and I will be almost recovered after staying for another day tomorrow."

Xiao Zhao saw that I was resolute, and Han Mo agreed, so she had nothing to say.

The day I was discharged from the hospital was a rare sunny day, although it was still cold, but there was no snow, and it was very bright outside.

Xiao Zhao took care of me for five days, doing her best, and when she left, she also helped me call a taxi: "Miss Fu, I think you are a good match for Mr. Han, I hope to hear your good news in the future."

She probably knew that I didn't like mentioning Han Mo very much, so she basically didn't mention Han Mo much. Now I guess I thought I was leaving, so I couldn't help but say something to me.

I smiled and reached out to hug her, not answering her words: "Thank you for these days."

She smiled, didn't care, and waved at me in a white short down jacket: "Go back and remember that you still have to eat a little bit in the past two days."

I nodded: "Okay, I know, let's go first, take care."

"Take care."

I pulled the car door and got into the car, Han Mo didn't come to pick me up, and he won't come to pick me up.

Xiao Zhao in the rearview mirror is still waving her hand, she is about the same age as me, maybe a year or two older than me. Her mind is still full of girlish hearts, and she always has many whimsical ideas for me and Han Mo.

I never told her a word about me and Han Mo, and I didn't even take the initiative to mention Han Mo.

She never knew that the relationship between me and Han Mo had never been what she thought, and there would be good news in the future.

Huh, later?

Where did Han Mo and I come from?