The soundproofing of the room was quite good, and the movement that Fang Mei had created outside did not reach the room at all.

Jian Mo leaned on the bed, thought about it, and hesitated a little: "Wouldn't you treat your mother badly like this?" ”

"Nothing bad." He Jinqian found a big towel, Jian Mo couldn't blow the wind, and his hair could only be dried in this way.

"I used to give in to her step by step for the sake of her mother, but who knew that this kind of behavior gave her the confidence to make inches." Speaking of this, a flash of obvious anger flashed in He Jinqian's eyes.

If he hadn't cared so much about Fang Mei in the first place, then Jian Mo wouldn't have been injured now, let alone their children......

He shook Jian Mo's hand: "In the future, you don't have to be too conceited to her because she is my mother." Jian Mo, with me, you don't have to back down to anyone. ”

Because, I will be your armor, and I will be your blade.

So, no matter what happens in the future, you don't have to be afraid.

Jian Mo bit his lower lip gently, He Jinqian's facial features were actually a little fierce, especially when he slightly raised his eyebrows, vaguely showing a little impatience to look at people.

But under the light, his facial features were so soft, and his black eyes were more like a gentle sea, enveloping her.

Jumping in, there is only peace of mind.

Jian Mo raised his hand and hugged He Jinqian hard, feeling the breath from him, as well as his steady and powerful heartbeat, and experiencing unprecedented peace of mind in more than 20 years.

He Jinqian lowered his head and gently dropped a kiss on her still somewhat damp hair.

……

When they came back last night, it was already late, and the old man had already gone to sleep.

Therefore, before going to bed last night, Jian Mo also specially mentioned it to He Jinqian, wanting him to wake himself up early so that he could have breakfast with the old man.

"Grandpa, good morning."

The old man's originally drooping eyelids were shocked after seeing Jian Mo, and he said in surprise: "Girl, aren't you in the hospital?" Why did you suddenly come home? ”

"The doctor said that my body is fine, and going home to recuperate will help me recover sooner." He Jinqian put Jian Mo next to the old man, so that it would be more convenient for the two of them to talk.

Jian Mo took one of the old man's arms and said coquettishly: "Besides, I want to accompany you, grandpa." ”

"There are so many people in the family, where can I use your little girl to accompany me." The old man said that after all, the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

"Come, try the skills of the chef at home, if it's not suitable, tell grandpa, grandpa will give you a new one." The old man sandwiched a delicate snack for Jian Mo, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Jian Mo picked it up very enthusiastically, took a bite, and wanted to pretend to make the old man happy, but he didn't expect this pastry to be unexpectedly delicious, Jian Mo couldn't help nodding: "It's delicious!" ”

The old man put another one on the plate for her, and said with a smile: "Then eat more, look at your thinness, it can be blown away by a gust of wind." ”

"This silver silk cake is different from the outside, the process is very complicated, and only a few can be made every day. Grandpa loves to eat this the most, but I can't eat one if I want to. He Jinqian quipped: "Grandpa, you are too partial." ”

The old man scolded with a smile: "You bastard, it's good to have you to eat in one bite, but you still want to grab food with our grandfather and grandson?" Go and go. ”

He Jinqian was still about to say something, but suddenly there was an extra silver silk cake on the plate in front of him.

He looked down and happened to see Jian Mo's hand that was withdrawing the chopsticks.

And the plate in front of her was empty.

was discovered, and Jian Mo winked at him playfully: "Eat quickly, grandpa won't give it to me, I'll give it to you." ”

The old man blew his beard and glared: "If I don't give it to him, don't I give it to you, you stinky girl with your elbow turned out, is that how you treat me?" ”

"Grandpa, don't be angry." Jian Mo hurriedly flattered: "You see there are three left, I will give them all to you, and I won't give him any of them." ”

"That's pretty much it. Wait, it's all mine, how did you give it to me?! ”

Jian Mo and He Jinqian glanced at each other, their eyes full of smiles.

"Ahem!" Two heavy coughs interrupted the joyous atmosphere at the table.

Jian Mo stopped his chopsticks, and saw a ridiculous bandage on the bridge of Fang Mei's nose, and seeing that he had attracted the attention of the whole table, he got up and served Jian Mo a bowl of black chicken soup: "Jian Mo, this is what I asked the chef at home to start simmering last night, you just had a miscarriage and your body is weak, drink this, it's no better." ”

As soon as she said this, the smiles on the faces of the people at the table gradually faded.

Jian Mo touched his lower abdomen with his hand, and there were still bursts of discomfort there.

A reminder of what she had lost not so long ago.

Fang Mei seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and raised her hand to pat her mouth gently: "Look at my mouth." Jian Mo, my aunt is too direct to speak, sometimes I don't have a brain, you must not forget to go to your heart. Quick, try this soup. ”

Jian Mo looked at the steaming black chicken soup, and then glanced at Fang Mei with a smile on her face, not seeing a trace of flawed face.

"I'm sorry, I smell this a little disgusting." Jian Mo leaned weakly on He Jin Qian: "Jin Qian, can you let someone help me fall?" I'm so sick right now. ”

He Jinqian gave him a look, and the maid standing behind him hurriedly brought down the bowl of soup.

He Jinqian nervously touched Jian Mo's forehead: "Where is it uncomfortable?" Was it because I got a cold wind when I came back last night? I'll take you to the hospital right now. ”

"No need." Jian Mo grabbed He Jinqian's sleeve and rubbed his temples: "I can't smell the smell of that bowl of chicken soup, it's much better." Leave me alone, let's eat. ”

Jian Mo said, gave the old man a dish with chopsticks, and said sweetly: "Grandpa, you eat more." ”

"Okay, yes, so are you."

Jian Mo didn't take a few bites, then shook He Jin Qian's arm, and said in a soft tone: "Jin Qian, can you help me serve a bowl of black chicken soup?" ”

Seeing that Jian Mo had finished drinking He Jinqian's own black chicken soup in small sips, and asked He Jinqian to serve her a second bowl, Fang Mei had a dark face and slapped her chopsticks on the table: "Didn't you say that you smelled the chicken soup and felt disgusting?" ”

Jian Mo pretended to be sluggish and blinked: "I, did I say that?" It should be that you misunderstood what I meant, aunt. ”

Jian Mo paused word by word, and especially bit his tone: "I just think 'that bowl of chicken soup' is disgusting, but I didn't say that this chicken soup is disgusting." ”

Fang Mei couldn't bear it anymore, last night because of Jian Mo's nose injury, no one cared about her this morning, and now Jian Mo dared to mock her so blatantly.

Slapping the table hard, Fang Mei said angrily: "Do you mean that I am disgusting?" ”