Hearing this, Quan Mo glanced at her with disdain and said, "Sit down and say." ”

Sit down? It's on his leg again, no.

An Ge struggled to move the bulky chair across from Quan Mo to his side, then sat down, raised his face and looked at him seriously, "First, how can you think I'm a miscarriage?" ”

“……”

Kwon Mo's thin lips pursed.

"Second, when you rushed in, you were panicked and scared, why? You are a very calm person, even if I do have a miscarriage, you will not be afraid of this. An Ge continued.

Calm as he is, how can he panic like a child.

“……”

Quan Mo sat still, lowering his eyes, so that people couldn't see what was going on in his deep eyes.

"And one last question." An Ge leaned his face close to him, and the words were clear, "What do you mean by believing in fate and accepting fate?" What does it mean, what does it mean...... Not. ”

She was aggressive.

Kwon turned his face to face her, his thin lips covering her chattering mouth.

An Ge subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Quan Mo had already left her lips first, reached out and patted her face, and said indifferently, "That's what you think." ”

The ring on his hand hit her face, hard, not comfortable.

That's what she thought......

"You like me?" An Ge asked bluntly.

"If I marry Bai Xuan, will you stay with me?" Quan Mo didn't answer the rhetorical question, and his dark eyes were as deep as the sea.

"I'm not going to do anything immoral." An Ge shook his head.

"What about gambling on your father's reputation?"

An Ge frowned, "You still want to force me, do you want to ......see me torment you?"

"Okay, needless to say, I got it." Without waiting for her to finish, Quan Mo interrupted her coldly, reached for a document, and began to flip through it.

It was as if the conversation between them had ended without a hitch.

"Hey, hey." An Ge was stunned, "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

What does that mean what she thinks? Do you like what she means?

"I answered." Quan Mo said.

That's also called the answer?!

An Ge was speechless, "Okay, just answer the third question, what about the first one, what about the second?" ”

"You get some sleep first."

Kwon Mo tapped the corner of the table with a pen.

"I don't want to sleep."

"Sleep."

"I don't want to sleep."

"If you want to know the answer......"

"Bang-"

An Ge lay directly on the corner of his table, using his arms as pillows, and his head was pillowed, facing the direction of Quan Mo, obediently like a cat.

Quan Mo didn't look at her, he lowered his head and flipped through the documents, and the corners of his lips gradually hooked up a shallow loneliness, hanging doting.

——★——★——★——★——

An Ge quickly fell asleep on the corner of the table, his long black hair hanging down on his arms, his eyelashes were very long, brushing a layer of shallow shadows, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

Quan Mo couldn't read any documents.

He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at her sleeping face, quiet, simple, no annoyance.

"Quan Mo, you know I like you."

"Maybe I'm too lonely, I'm too dependent on you."

"Maybe it's from what I found out that your poisonous tongue is helping me every time."

"Maybe when I thought we were going to be entangled for the rest of my life, I fell in love with the man I wanted to spend my life with."

“……”

Looking at her unmasked face, he could clearly remember every word she said.