Chapter 390: The right hand grabbed her thin wrist

Frowning and pushing the car door, Tang Moshen strode over.

Unbuttoned the suit, he neatly took off his coat, stretched out his arms, and put his clothes on Pei Yunqing, who was running over.

There was a driver, and it was in public, so it was inconvenient for her to hold him.

Pei Yunqing could only stretch out his palm and hold his arm, satisfying his desire to get close to him these days.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

"Come and have a look."

"Minister!"

The driver jumped out of the car in a hurry and handed over the paper bag with the "Betty Desserts" logo on it.

Taking the paper bag, Tang Moshen raised his hand and delivered the cake to her.

"Go back, it's okay to rest early!"

In the air, there is the tempting sweet aroma of caramel cake.

You don't have to look to know that he must have brought her her favorite caramel cake.

An extra hour of detour, just to deliver her a cake?

The paper bag in Pei Yunqing's hand suddenly became heavy.

With her fingers closed, she gently pinched his shirt.

"Uncle ......"

The man lowered his eyes in confusion and met her eyes with concern.

"Is it that Luo Lao's physical condition is not very good?"

She shook her head slightly.

"They're bullying you again."

She shook her head again.

"I am...... A little homesick! ”

Even though it was supposed to be her home, she always felt out of place here.

In comparison, it is the Tang Palace that gives her more of a sense of home.

There, she stayed at ease and comfortably.

But in the Luo family, everything is awkward.

The Luo family was polite to her on the surface, but the alienation and vigilance in that look made her more uncomfortable than arguing with her.

If it weren't for Old Man Luo, she wouldn't want to stay in Luo's house for a day.

And, not only homesick, but also him.

Even though I was in the same city with him, I couldn't see or touch him, as if I was so far away from a world.

After being reborn, this is the longest time I have been away from him, and I always feel a little lost in my heart.

Tang Mo lowered his face, stared at her for a few seconds, stretched out his palm, and snatched the bag in her hand again.

"Let's go!"

"Where?"

Pei Yun asked lightly.

Grabbing her thin wrist with his free right hand, Tang Moshen turned around and led her to the car.

"Go home!"

Pei Yun was stunned for a moment, and then happily followed, sat in the back seat with him, and remembered one more thing.

"My stuff, and the car keys!"

Going downstairs in a hurry, she only grabbed a mobile phone.

"Come back!" The big hand clasped her wrist, and Tang Mo ordered in a deep voice, "Drive!" ”

The driver started the car, and Pei Yun looked at the Luo family's mansion in the distance.

Spreading her fingers, she quietly fumbled for his fingers and gripped them.

The man was on the seat next to him, his back was as straight as loose, his face was still facing forward, and he didn't squint.

The palm of her hand slowly closed, holding her small hand tightly in the palm of her hand.

Pei Yun laughed softly, Tang Moshen didn't smile, but there was a soft light flashing in his eyes.

It's only been a few nights, but it seems like I've been separated from her for the rest of my life.

In the past, I always felt that the ancients were too exaggerated, and what "I don't see for a day, such as every three autumns".

Only now do I understand that this is an exaggeration, and it is clear that it is not enough.

If you don't say hello, you will pick people up in the middle of the night, if it was Tang Moshen in the past, he would never be so impulsive.

Since her return, he seems to be no longer the Tang Mo Shen before!

But......

Fingertips caressed the soft little hand in the palm of his hand, Tang Moshen didn't feel anything wrong.

Occasionally, it seems like a good idea to try to play cards out of the ordinary sense!