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"What are you crying ...... good manners" The man's narrow Danfeng eyes were slightly raised, and the scherzo at the end of his eyes was shallower than just now.

Instead, it was stained with a touch of coldness.

He pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and when a woman cries, he will coax and understand the mood.

But on the contrary, I don't know why, seeing Su Qing crying, Qiao Mohan subconsciously frowned, and there was a touch of coldness in his eyes, which was very displeased.

Qiao Mohan's slender and clean fingers subconsciously lifted up, pressed against the soft and thin skin under Su Qing's eyes, and gently brushed them.

He frowned, the coldness in his eyes was even worse, and he did not hide his displeasure, and even his tone was disgusted.

But the slightly cool fingertips subconsciously lightened the movement.

It can be said that he is very gentle and considerate, wiping away the tears from the corners of Su Qing's eyes.

Su Qing's eyes trembled slightly, and she was frightened by Qiao Mohan's sudden 'gentleness'.

She leaned back, dodging.

But he persevered, and said in a soft voice with a hint of uncertainty and hoarseness: "Qiao Mohan...... You are a big winter melon...... You ......"

"Tsk......" Qiao Mohan glanced at Su Qing unhappily.

The slightly picky Danfeng eyes and the careless scherzo have completely faded: "Miss Su, even if you cry, I won't let you." If you scold people like this childishly, I'll really get angry. ”

Qiao Mohan's eyes flickered, and his ink-colored pupils were soaked in cold water, making people feel cold just by looking at him.

And Su Qing looked at him and looked at him deeply - even if he was not threatened by him with such a look, his heart was already as cold as water at this moment.

The cold was to the bone, and the chill was penetrating to the heart, jumping all the way up from her back to the back of her head.

——

'Do you want to scream, or don't you scream?' Xiao Qingqing, don't give your husband a nickname, and if you don't obey carefully, I'll eat you now......

'You think beautifully...... It's like you won't bully me if I don't call you. Hmph, Qiao Mohan is a big winter melon...... It's a big winter melon...... Five, ten, twenty years...... When you're old, I'll call you that! ’

'Wow, it looks like I didn't pack up my little wildcat. Since you like to call it a big winter melon so much, then call it a lifetime, and when you are old and can't walk, I see how you can escape......

……

Memories are like movies, those days that were once in love, noisy and sweet, and now sitting in front of Su Qing, with a kind of indifference and strangeness, and even some men who looked at her suspiciously.

There is a stark contrast.

She sat here, holding his child, and wept inexplicably because of his words.

And he sat there, beside her, but he was so indifferent.

It's as if they've not just been in a relationship and then separated—Jomohan's appearance looks as if she has long been forgotten.

For Qiao Mohan, she Su Qing doesn't even have the value of nostalgia.

Yes......

Su Qing finally understood in Qiao Mohan's eyes, what his casual and habitually playful eyes represented.

He treated her like a stranger, without love or hate—

She, Su Qing, has already become a passerby in Qiao Mohan's life.

The sudden epiphany made Su Qing gasp uncontrollably.

She thought that she hated Qiao Mohan even more, and she thought that she forgot him even more, but she actually re-established herself with this man in less than a month after returning to China.

On the contrary, it was Qiao Mohan, who deliberately pretended not to remember, not to remember anything.

Even when she scolded him with the 'nickname' when they had loved the most, he could be so unsettling, without the slightest emotion.

Compared to the softening of her attitude, Qiao Mohan is the real ruthless.

can talk and laugh with her, but always keep the most indifferent distance.

This man's eyes are cold, his heart is cold, and love is colder.