"You let go of me!"

The first time I was caught like this, I couldn't help but blush.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked knowingly, "What were you doing just now?"

Han Mo is insidious, he probably knew what I was doing just now, and he deliberately held it back.

I didn't dare to look him in the eyes, so I looked away slightly: "You let me go!"

"Touch my face, don't be afraid, touch it openly, I allow you to touch it."

As he spoke, he took my hand and pressed it on his face, but there was no face at all.

"Let it go!"

It's true, it's twenty-six or seventeen, and his face still can't help but get hot and red, all of which are caused by Han Mo.

When the door was opened, Han Mo and I were stunned for a moment, Xue Jiaying obviously didn't see Han Mo back, and quickly turned around and went out.

I was so stunned that I forgot that Xue Jiaying had my room card in my hand.

Han Mo reacted quickly, and went straight out of bed to wash.

The casual appearance really makes people want to hit him, and if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed.

I was distracted, the mobile phone on the side suddenly rang, I glanced at it, it was Xue Jiaying's text message, just one sentence: "Come down for breakfast in half an hour, the plane is at half past eleven."

I couldn't see her reaction, and I was so embarrassed that I replied with an "oh" and started looking for clothes, and by the way, I packed all the luggage I could.

When Han Mo and I went downstairs, it was already past eight o'clock, Xue Jiaying was already having breakfast, Han Mo and I put our suitcases on the side of her table and went to load breakfast.

Xue Jiaying didn't ask me anything, and I didn't speak.

But I always felt very embarrassed, I held back for a while, I really couldn't stand it, and I couldn't help but speak: "That, Sister Jiaying, he arrived last night."

Xue Jiaying glanced up at me, with a knowing expression on her face: "I thought you didn't wake up, so you went in directly, Han Shao, don't mind."

Obviously, the previous sentence was still directed at me, but the next sentence was directed at Han Mo.

I was a little embarrassed, and Han Mo on the side answered shamelessly: "Mrs. Jiang should knock on the door in the future, in case Fu Yao and I are doing something in the future, it will not be good for you to break in like this."

"Han Mo!"

I couldn't help but stop him, but he glanced sideways at me with a serious expression on his face: "I'm telling the truth."

"Shut up!"

This person's face is really like an iron wall, and he can't scratch it no matter how he scratches it!

Xue Jiaying glanced at me, obviously with a blank expression.

Originally, Xue Jiaying's plane and I were seated together, and Han Mo bought the ticket from behind, so he was separated from us by several rows.

It's just that this stinky and shameless person directly asked Xue Jiaying to change seats with him, which was not polite at all.

Xue Jiaying probably had never seen such a cheeky person, and after glancing at me, she left automatically without saying anything, leaving me there alone to face Han Mo.

Han Mo was angry with his father when he sneaked out of the hospital, and as soon as we got off the plane, we saw Han Mo's father.

I don't know why, I always feel that Han Mo's father has a hatred for me.

"Take him back to the hospital!"

Han Mo's father didn't say anything, and spoke directly to the four men behind him.

Han Mo kept frowning and pulled me back: "You don't need to press me, I'll go back by myself!"

His face was very cold, and he held my hand a little harder, I couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously reached out and pulled his sleeve.

Han Baiyou snorted coldly, and when he turned to leave, his eyes stopped on my body, but suddenly he looked back at me: "You are Fu Yao?"

Han Baiyou's tone was obviously not good, but he was Han Mo's father and elder in the end, so I had to pretend not to know the obvious attack in his tone, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, uncle."

"Hmph." He snorted coldly, then looked up at Han Mo: "You divorced Xu Ran before just for her?"

Han Mo took my hand and tightened it: "Xu Ran and I originally agreed to get married!"

"Fart!"

"Believe it or not."

I have to say that these two fathers and sons are quite similar in personality.

Han Baiyou didn't say anything more, looked at Han Mo for a while, then looked at me again, and then turned around and left.

I always feel that Han Baiyou's dislike for me is not just to the extent of dislike.

"What are you doing? Not hungry? ”

Because the boarding time was a bit awkward, we didn't have lunch, and although lunch was provided on the plane, we couldn't eat it, so we didn't eat.

I retracted my gaze and looked at him and frowned: "I'm not hungry, you better go back to the hospital first."

"What are you going to do when you go back, I can run and walk."

"Han Mo! Did you forget what you said to yourself last night in less than ten hours? ”

He looked at me and his face turned slightly blue, and I looked at him not to be outdone, and it was about five or six seconds before he spoke again: "Let's go have lunch first and then go back."

I thought about it for a moment before I nodded.

Li Qian called me early this morning to ask me how Han Mo was, knowing her son Mo Ruomu, Li Qian didn't need to ask at all, she knew that Han Mo was coming to me.

She didn't say anything, just asked me to take Han Mo to the hospital for a check-up after I returned to City A, and then let him come out to jump after I could be discharged from the hospital.

I was also worried about Han Mo, so I hurriedly ate lunch and forced him to go back to the hospital.

Xue Jiaying didn't want to care about me since she saw Han Mo, she also knew that she couldn't take care of me, and she also had a lot of things to go back to the company to deal with, and she had to arrange the new album.

I forced Han Mo to go for a check-up, although the doctor said that he could be discharged from the hospital, but it was not suitable for any exercise or too much movement, in short, at least he had to rest at home for at least a month before Han Mo could come out for normal activities.

Han Mo didn't like the hospital very much, but he didn't like to go back to Han's house even more, so he asked me to move in with him.

Without even thinking about it, I vetoed: "Impossible."

"Heh, aren't you afraid that I'll be restless at home alone?"

He obviously threatened me because he was injured, I looked at him and sneered: "Don't say I'm unwilling, even Jiang Feiyi is unwilling."

In the past, I thought that Jiang Feiyi and Han Mo must have some deep grudge, but in fact, there was nothing special that could not be overcome. As for why Jiang Feiyi always likes to stumble on Han Mo, it's nothing, it's just because Jiang Feiyi can't look at Han Mo.

In a word, it is: two people who love and kill each other. Well, it may be a bit too much, but that's probably the relationship between the two people.

I thought Jiang Feiyi would be able to block Han Mo's mouth, but he looked at me and didn't care at all, pinched my fingertips and asked casually, "Did Jiang Feiyi agree to move over with you?"

I don't think it's possible for Han Mo to make Jiang Feiyi agree, one of Jiang Feiyi's favorite things to do is to make Han Mo unhappy.

But I'm still afraid of what if, so I didn't completely say it when I answered: "You let him agree!"

In fact, the probability of Jiang Feiyi's disagreement is as high as 99 percent.

But I didn't expect that the one percent was picked out by Han Mo, and when I heard Han Mo tell me that Jiang Feiyi had no opinion, I thought I was hallucinating.

"I don't believe it."

Isn't it just the time for him to make a phone call, less than ten minutes, Jiang Feiyi agreed, just kidding.

"If you don't believe it, ask him yourself."

As he spoke, he dialed the number and handed the phone to my ear.

I didn't expect Han Mo to do what he said, and suddenly I didn't know what to say when I heard Jiang Feiyi's phone call.

Jiang Feiyi answered the phone quickly, and picked up the phone in less than ten seconds, without giving me time to think about the reaction at all.

"What else?"

I guess I was mistaken for Han Mo, and the impatience and disgust in his tone were obvious.

I pursed my lips, but still spoke, "It's me."

Jiang Feiyi on the other end of the phone paused slightly for a second, and then spoke: "What's the matter?"

In fact, it's really hard to talk about.

After organizing the language for a long time, I still couldn't find a more euphemistic and clear way to express it, and finally decided to go straight to the point: "That, you agree with me to move to Han Mo's apartment?"

"Hmm."

There is only one word for Gao Leng, but the meaning is very obvious.

I was stupid when I was holding my phone, and I couldn't help but be a little anxious when I reacted: "What do you mean!" Don't you, be clear! ”

"I agree with you to go to Han Mo's apartment to live."

I was confused: "No, you shouldn't-"

Before I finished speaking, Han Mo snatched the phone from my hand, said two words into the phone, "hang up" and threw it aside, looking back at me, "Is there any more questions?" “

I opened my mouth, to be honest, although I was willing to accept Han Mo again, I always felt that the matter of living with me was still a little too fast.

He seemed to see my thoughts, and his eyes suddenly narrowed, with a bit of danger: "Fu Yao, don't tell me, you never thought about moving in with me at all, and you just wanted to block my words when Jiang Feiyi came out!"

Han Mo at this time was dangerous, but everything he said was what I thought.

I smiled wryly and quickly changed the subject: "I'll help you pack your bags."

As soon as he remembered it, he dragged me back to the sofa: "Fu Yao, your ability to change the topic is as weak as your ability to lie."

“……”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed him, I was caught off guard and opened my mouth slightly, but it was more convenient for him to conquer the city, but in a few seconds, I was already overwhelmed.

I was about to run out of breath, and I felt like I was about to suffocate, so he gave me a hard slap on the lips, and then looked down at me tightly: "Move in tomorrow."

You can't resist at all.