"She? Yours...... Mother? "The relationship between Duan Yanchen and her mother doesn't seem to be a normal mother-son relationship. Lu Yao originally wanted to talk about her mother, but when she thought that Duan Yanchen would call her mother, she changed her words.

"Hmm." Duan Yanchen hummed lightly.

Lu Yao heard his tone indifferent, and turned her head to look at him: "You treated Amy like this just now, aren't you worried about your mother being angry?" ”

"When you blow your hair, don't move it." Duan Yanchen reacted quickly and took the hair dryer away to prevent Lu Yao's head from hitting it.

"Oh." Lu Yao sat down obediently.

Duan Yanchen waited for Lu Yao to sit down before he continued: "I didn't protect you well, forget it, can't I still be angry for you?" That woman planted eyeliner in the company, forget it, she shouldn't have brought her mother to trouble you. ”

She is not by her side to be wronged, even if she has to suffer, he will get it back for her.

Lu Yao's heart warmed when she heard this, she was not a fake good person, and she was not angry when she was splashed with water.

Duan Yanchen was angry with herself like this, and she was only surprised but moved.

It turns out that if someone is angry for himself and angry for himself, he will not be angry, and he will be in a good mood.

"Thank you." Lu Yao said sincerely, she was very fortunate to meet such a man who loved herself, no matter how indifferent he was to others, but he was warm to herself, and that was enough.

"I didn't say thank you."

"Yes, no thanks. Isn't your relationship with your mother bad, though? ”

"I don't have a bad relationship with her, it's not a relationship. She wasn't my birth mother. Duan Yanchen didn't hide Lu Yao, in his heart, she was not an outsider.

Lu Yao was shocked when he heard this, and quickly turned his head to look at him: "Not biological?" ”

Duan Yanchen frowned: "Don't move!" Otherwise, I won't blow it for you next time. ”

If it weren't for her quick reaction, her head would have hit the hair dryer.

Duan Yanchen found that Lu Yao was not restrained at all in front of him now.

I still remember the first time I helped her blow her hair, she sat up straight and didn't dare to move her head.

Now she is like a child, unable to sit steadily. Although he said this, the upturned corners of his mouth revealed his satisfaction with Lu Yao's change.

Lu Yao didn't believe that he didn't help himself blow it! But she still sat down obediently.

She had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but she was worried that it would hurt him to reopen his scars, after all, it would not be a good story, Lu Yao thought about it, and he couldn't let him think of sad things because of his curiosity.

Duan Yanchen helped Lu Yao finish blowing her hair, pulled her to his lap and sat down, and then encircled her whole person in his arms.

"Don't you have anything to ask?" Normal people are curious, right, this girl didn't ask anything.

"Yes, but I'm worried about the sadness that will arouse you, and I want you to be happy, so I won't ask. I want you to be happy! ”

When Duan Yanchen heard this, he circled Lu Yao's hand tightly.

The girl began to take care of his mood, which showed that she was becoming more and more important in her heart.

Duan Yanchen was very happy, there was nothing more pleasant than the love he gave and getting a response.

"Lu Yao, I'm very happy." He put his head in the socket of her neck.

"Huh?" Duan Yanchen's voice was too vague, Lu Yao didn't hear it clearly, and glanced back at him.

"You can ask anything you want to know. You have the right to know my past, to share my secrets, to participate in my present, and to join hands in my future. Duan Yanchen raised his head, and after speaking, he buried his face in her hair: It's so good, you can smell her hair fragrance, her charming breath.

Even if his sense of taste and smell is lost, as long as he smells her, he will have no regrets.

Lu Yao's heart was shocked: understand his past, share his secrets, participate in his present, and join hands with his future?

Does he want to present his life to himself without reservation? Neither past, present, nor future.