Han Mo looked at the newspaper in Han Zhenzhen's arms, his face became more and more cold, and he spoke only after he spoke: "Don't Zhenzhen believe Dad?" ”

Han Zhenzhen was a little hesitant, although her father was usually very fierce to herself, but he always seemed to be the first to stand up about her mother's affairs.

And the woman in this photo is not as beautiful as her mother's hair.

After thinking for a while, Han Zhenzhen reluctantly spoke: "I believe in Dad, but this-"

"Liar, Zhenzhen, Mom loves you very much, doesn't she? You don't want your mother to be sad, right? ”

Although Han Zhenzhen is only seven years old, when she heard that her father was obviously going to throw the pot on herself, Han Zhenzhen was upset: "You are the one who makes my mother sad!" ”

The daughter is too smart, and Han Mo is a little big: "Han Zhenzhen, if you dare to show this thing to your mother, you will die!" ”

"I'm going to tell my mom that you're killing me!"

It took more than ten minutes, but Han Zhenzhen still didn't let go at all, and Han Mo directly took out the killer idea: "Then you can say it, the plan to go to Disney during the winter vacation has been canceled!" ”

"Wow-"

As soon as she heard Han Mo say that she wouldn't go to Disney, Han Zhenzhen cried directly.

Han Mo glanced at Han Zhenzhen, knew his daughter's urine, closed the car door, walked to the driver's seat to drive, and directly filtered Han Zhenzhen's crying.

Han Zhenzhen didn't show the newspaper to Fu Yao in the end, she thought about it with her smart brain, and felt that Fu Yao would be very uncomfortable if she knew about it, and she didn't want to make Fu Yao uncomfortable, so she tore up the newspaper.

But because of this incident, Han Zhenzhen didn't give Han Mo a good face for several days.

Fu Yao looked at the two fathers and daughters who had not paid attention to each other in the past few days, and she couldn't cry or laugh a little, and only after Han Zhenzhen went to school did she turn to look at Han Mo: "Why did you make Han Zhenzhen angry?" ”

Han Mo glanced at her, a man in his forties, still like a child: "Little girl's heart, it will be fine in a few days." ”

That's what he said, but looking at Fu Yao's eyes, it was obviously a little cautious.

That thing was unexpected, Han Mo didn't expect it to make trouble in the newspaper, it was impossible for Fu Yao not to know.

But these days, she seems to be as usual, not saying a word about that matter, which makes him feel a little like pins and needles.

Ten years ago, when Fu Yao was silent, what he threw out could be regarded as a thunderbolt, he couldn't dodge, and the person disappeared all of a sudden.

Although Han Zhenzhen is now more than seven years old and almost eight years old, Fu Yao should not be like ten years ago, people just leave.

But who knows, Fu Yao has always been ruthless to him, maybe one day when he wakes up, his wife and daughter will not be gone.

In order to avoid such a tragic thing from happening, these days, all the entertainment has been pushed away, and it is really impossible to push it off, so he let the general manager of the company go, anyway, he doesn't go out until work time, and he will go home to wait for Fu Yao who picks up Han Zhenzhen when he gets off work.

Fu Yao also went to the entertainment industry because she liked to sing, and she herself had no idea about the entertainment industry. Since Zhen Zhen was born, she has slowly shifted her focus to her family, and she may only hold two or three concerts a year, and she is not short of money anyway.

Therefore, Han Zhenzhen's classmate took her neighbor Zhao Jinzhi's car back to school in the morning, and Fu Yao basically picked her up after school.

But Han Zhenzhen found that Lu Jinhua and Zhao Jinzhi have been getting too close recently, and that Lu Jinhua always talks to Zhao Jinzhi through the question, although Zhao Jinzhi doesn't pay much attention to her, but Han Zhenzhen feels that her identity as the only playmate of "Zhao Jinzhi" has been threatened.

So during the meal, Han Zhenzhen put forward her own suggestion very sensibly: "Mom and Dad, you all seem to be so busy lately, so you don't have to pick me up, I'll just take Zhao Jinzhi's car back." ”

"No way!"

Han Mo was the first to object, Zhao Jinzhi of the family next door was eyeing Han Zhenzhen, and he would never allow his daughter to fall into the tiger's mouth.

Fu Yao looked at Han Mo faintly, "Why are you reacting so violently?" ”

"Zhen Zhen is still young and needs our company, if she doesn't even have time to spend time with her after school, she is very likely to lack family affection."

"Every time my dad picks me up, he puts me in the back seat and doesn't say a word, where does the family care come from."

The daughter demolished the stage without giving any affection, Han Mo glanced at Han Zhenzhen: "I'm your father, if I say no, I can't do it." ”

The little Jiujiu Fu Yao in Han Mo's heart didn't know, she just felt that Zhao Jinzhi and Han Zhenzhen were too old, and the two children just played better, where was it as exaggerated as he thought.

"Okay, Zhen Zhen's proposal is good, it's been closed recently, isn't there a lot of things in your company?"

"No matter how many things there are in the company, can't you squeeze out the time to pick up your daughter?"

He made a lot of sense, but Fu Yao didn't listen at all: "Then that's it, Zhen Zhen will come back with Zhao Jinzhi in the future, remember to be polite, you know?" ”

Zhao Jinzhi is picked up by the housekeeper every day, and he is often alone at home at a young age, so his personality is very indifferent.

When Han Zhenzhen heard Fu Yao's words, she hurriedly smiled sweetly: "Mom is the best." ”

completely ignored Han Mo, whose face was already dark.

Although Han Zhenzhen is a daughter who has no worries about food and clothing, Fu Yao has endured hardships before, and although she loves Han Zhenzhen, she has never indulged her.

Han Zhenzhen's upbringing is very good, such as taking a bath by herself, brushing her teeth, sleeping, and doing her homework.

After eating, Han Zhenzhen returned to her own little world, Fu Yao washed the dishes and chopsticks, and Han Mo had already finished taking a bath.

is old, and she is still shameless like a little fresh meat, and when she saw her, she directly fished it into her arms: "Yaoyao." ”

He kept his head down and kept his hair around her neck.

Fu Yao was suddenly grabbed by him, and he didn't react at once, and his hand didn't find the focus point, so he pressed it directly on his chest.

What does it look like for other men to be forty-five?

Even if it doesn't have a big belly, it's a little old.

But as for the man in front of him, forty-five years old is like thirty-five years old, and those ten years don't seem to hurt him.

She is already in her thirties, her skin is not as tight as before, and she has stayed up a lot late, and the dark circles under her eyes seem to be irreversible.

Fu Yao was a little distracted, so much so that Han Mo was very dissatisfied, and directly tore her clothes.

The tearing voice made Fu Yao come back to his senses: "What are you doing!" ”

He looked down and bit her earlobe: "You're distracted." ”

With that heavy breath and a hoarse voice, Fu Yao felt that her breathing was a little messy.

Han Mo hooked his lips and smiled, hugged her and pressed her directly to the bed, no matter how Fu Yao resisted.

"Don't make a fuss, Zhen Zhen hasn't slept yet!"

"It's okay, she's not coming in."

"Mom, may I come in?"

As soon as Han Mo's words fell, Han Zhenzhen's voice came.

Fu Yao stiffened, and hurriedly reached out to push Han Mo, but he didn't want to accidentally touch Han Mo, but thinking of Han Zhenzhen, Fu Yao had no choice but to blush, wrap the sheet around Han Mo's body, and get out of bed and walk to the door.

Han Zhenzhen has been taught since she was a child that she must knock on the door of someone else's room, so she has to wait for Fu Yao's response before she dares to open the door and enter.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Yao opened the door and saw Han Zhenzhen holding a test paper: "The teacher wants to sign." ”

Han Zhenzhen is good at everything, even mathematics, and she is always miserable, so now with the test paper, she doesn't dare to say anything superfluous.

Fu Yao glanced at the scores on the test paper, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but she still endured to sign it.

In the end, I couldn't help but touch my daughter's cheek: "Zhenzhen, my mother hopes that this score can be a little higher." ”

Han Zhenzhen knew that looking for her father would definitely be scolded, but looking for her mother was different.

However, she has always been thin-skinned and has learned everything well, but she is just math, and now that Fu Yao says this, her little self-esteem has been shaky: "I know, Mom." ”

Looking at her daughter's expression, Fu Yao couldn't say anything more, so she had to kiss her forehead: "Go to sleep, good night." ”

"Good night mom."

Han Zhenzhen took the test paper and turned around and went back to the room, but Fu Yao was a little hesitant to hire a tutor for Han Zhenzhen, after all, this math score is really not ordinarily bad.

Just thinking about it, he was hugged by Han Mo who didn't know when he came over in the next second.

Fu Yao was caught off guard and couldn't help but scream: "Ah! What are you doing! ”

She didn't pay attention just now, but now she realized that Han Mo, who was shameless, was wearing nothing on his body!

Fu Yao's eyes suddenly widened, and Han Mo liked to look at her in surprise the most.

Stretched out his hand and threw her on the bed, and before Fu Yao could sit up, the person pressed up.

"Han Mo—"

"Too slow?"

He raised an eyebrow, deliberately misinterpreting her, and quickened his movements as he spoke.

Fu Yao snorted and chirped, and couldn't speak.

In the end, she couldn't stand it, she hugged him and kept begging for mercy: "Han Mo, I can't do it, woo, Han Mo!" ”

Han Mo looked down at the person below him, ten years had passed in the blink of an eye, and he still couldn't believe it.

Thinking of the day she gave birth, his movements finally slowed down, and all the tenderness of his life was used at this time.

Fu Yao gasped, but felt that this was even more tormenting.

But he didn't expect to raise his head and see that those black eyes were full of tenderness.

Her heart moved slightly, and the hand around his neck was slightly forced, pulled herself up, kissed his lips, and then spoke: "Hurry up, okay?" ”

Han Mo came back to his senses, his eyes rolled, and Fu Yao only felt that his scalp was numb.

She regretted what she had just said.

At the end, Fu Yao had no strength, he was carried by Han Mo to clean, and when he was brought back, he habitually fell asleep in his arms.

The bedside light was dim, Han Mo looked down at the person in his arms, the anxiety of the past few days seemed to be gone all of a sudden, and he reached out and hugged Fu Yao and pressed it into his arms.

In the darkness, a thick voice pierced through the years: "I love you, Yaoyao." ”

The person in his arms seemed to have a sense, his head arched, and a confused voice followed: "Well, I love you too." "I'll write two more chapters to make that thing clear. Baidu direct search: "Tianqing Academy" is free, no problem!

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