Chapter 111: Tangled 1
But it seems that Mo Lingtian is weird this day, and the feeling between them is weird.
With her eyes closed, Lu Qingqing didn't let herself think too much, she kept telling herself that she was just a lover he bought with money, he would be so good to her when he was in a good mood, and when he was in a bad mood, he wouldn't take care of her!
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On the road outside the villa, Mo Xiaomei was entangled all the way.
"Xiaomei, we're almost there, shall I send you home directly?" Han Tianqi turned his head and asked.
Mo Xiaomei was taken aback, "Why did you arrive so soon?" ”
Looking up, seeing the rainbow lights flickering not far away, Mo Xiaomei frowned, "It's okay to drive the car so fast!" ”
Han Tianqi immediately understood that Mo Xiaomei didn't want to go home so soon.
"But you're going to have to go home." Han Tianqi comforted Mo Xiaomei.
Mo Xiaomei pouted, "What do you know, I don't know how to face my dad now, if I don't tell him about it, I will be very uneasy, but if I tell him......"
Isn't that too much of a deal? Can my brother let her go?
This is the real reason why Mo Xiaomei is entangled.
"Then let's go play for a while, your brother must be back to the villa now, and he also knows that you didn't go to the Music Dynasty today. We'll go now, and if he asks, you'll be more upright. Han Tianqi came up with an idea.
Mo Xiaomei felt that what Han Tianqi said also made sense.
Even one day she couldn't help but tell her father about it, and when her brother asked, she said that she really went to the music dynasty that day, but she didn't allow those people to say it.
K song is a great joy in life, all unhappy emotions, all entanglements can be forgotten and thrown aside in singing loudly.
Mo Xiaomei howled, treating the box as her home.
Han Tianqi frowned, let her relax herself, why did she become a wild boar?
"Xiaomei, can't we sing well?" Han Tianqi snatched the wheat in Mo Xiaomei's hand.
"Didn't I sing it well?" Mo Xiaomei asked rhetorically, she sings very well, OK?
Han Tianqi was helpless, he ordered a song and sang, he wanted to teach by word and deed, this is called singing, this is called art!
Han Tianqi's singing voice is very beautiful, since she was a child, Mo Xiaomei pestered Han Tianqi to sing to her when she was fine.
This time, Han Tianqi's singing voice finally temporarily comforted Mo Xiaomei's irrepressible heart and calmed her down temporarily.
"Pig Bean, do you think I should forget about today's events, I don't want a world war in my family." Mo Xiaomei was in the sofa, her little face wrinkled tightly because of distress.
"Xiaomei, that's someone else's business, it's really just someone else's business." Han Tianqi stroked Mo Xiaomei's wrinkled face and sighed in a low voice, when will you worry about your own affairs like now?
Mo Xiaomei had already fallen asleep curled up.
Gently picked up Mo Xiaomei and helped her change to a more comfortable sleeping position, Han Tianqi sang a gentle love song in a low voice.
This is the song he has long wanted to sing to Mo Xiaomei.
However, he wouldn't sing it to Mo Xiaomei when she was awake.
He knew that his family background was too different from the Mo family, his parents had always been so attentive, he didn't want to put it on Mo Xiaomei, he didn't want others to look at their relationship like that.
Han Tianqi just wanted to guard Mo Xiaomei like this.
However, seeing Mo Xiaomei's quiet and beautiful face, Han Tianqi still couldn't help the impulse in his heart, and his lips unconsciously approached little by little.