"Affectation," Nangong Yan couldn't help spitting out two words, "isn't your home now Crystal Palace? The Crystal Palace is not your home

"You're wrong. It's not like that."

Tong Mo immediately corrected, "home does not mean where you live, but a concept. Where you have family is home."

Nangong Yan doesn't understand.

"It's happy to have your own family, even if you live on the street and support each other and warm each other.

I didn't have a home before. My adoptive parents didn't like me. They preferred boys over girls and only liked my brother. My adoptive parents' home wasn't mine.

Later, I went to the Quan family. The people in the Quan family didn't like me and excluded me everywhere. It wasn't my home either.

Later I got married with Tianqing and had a small house for us, which made us feel at home. Now that we have moved to the Crystal Palace, I really realize what it's like to be at home. "

"How are you treated by the o family?" Nangong Yan finally understood the meaning of Tong mo.

"Good, very good. It's said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not good, but my mother-in-law is very good. When I quarrel with Tianqing, she always faces me. She often makes delicious food for me, chats with me and treats me as her own daughter.

And my father-in-law, he's a little cranky, but he's also good for me. My sister-in-law and I are like sisters. "

As Tong Mo said, his eyes became more red.

"Ou Tianqing is also a lucky man."

Luck is always something that Nangong Yan can't ask for.

"It's not that he is lucky, but that I am lucky to be married to such a good family. I used to think that I would never have a real home of my own in my life.

But I'm really lucky to have my parents and husband who love me so much. "

Tong Mo blinks his eyes, and the tears flow down. Nangong Yan touches a drop of tears with his fingertips.

"What are you crying for?"

"I finally have a home, but I'm going to lose it and live like a duckweed."

Nangong Yan painfully holds Tong Mo in his arms, "I will give you a home."

"Will you?" Tong Mo smiles and tears, "Nangong Yan, imagine your future life."

"Why can't I? There's nothing fancy about it. You can live wherever you want. If you're tired of staying in one place, you can change it. What's wrong? "

Nangong Yan thinks this is a life that many women want to have.

"And you?" Tong Mo's burning eyes directly hit Nangong Yan. "When I'm with Sara, I occasionally come to see me and accompany me. Most of the time I'm alone at home, guarding a big empty house?"

Nangong Yan more or less understood the meaning of Tong mo.

"Little thing, you are so greedy. OK, I can promise you that I will not go to Sara before you die. I will only accompany you and let you have me completely. Is that ok?"

"No way." Tong Mo is still indifferent.

Nangong Yan just looks at her and waits for her words.

"Two people are still too lonely, not to mention I don't love you, I can't persuade myself to live with you all my life, and I can't accept that you are always thinking about another woman."

Tong Mo Chang takes a breath, "so, Nangong Yan, you kill me and bury me with Tianqing. This is my last request, OK?"

"You don't want to die with me?" Nangong Yan's face also becomes indifferent.

It was a mockery and satire to him.

"Yes, I don't want to be with you even if I die. I just want to be with Tianqing, even if I die." What Tong Mo said was very firm.

Nangong Yan's face suddenly with a smile, "dear, do you know what you say is very hurtful? Although my blood is cold, I also have feelings. "

"I don't want to cheat you, I can only hurt you."

For a moment, they looked into each other's eyes.

Nangong Yan suddenly feel Tong Mo very poor.

She's absolutely right. The life she yearns for is about to be destroyed by herself.

That is the life and home she has been longing for for for more than 20 years.

But in an instant, Nangong Yan's eyes became very terrible.

"You cunning little fox, you almost cheated me! You want to use my feelings for you to win my sympathy, and then let you go, right? "

There were tears on Tong Mo's face.

"Even if it's not for you, I'll kill Ou Tianqing. Don't waste your efforts."

Nangong Yan then got up and went to the cloakroom. Soon he put on his clothes and left the bedroom.

Tong Mo slowly closes her eyes. She forgets that Nangong Yan has mind reading skills.

What she said is true. It's just that she has been expecting Nangong Yan to sympathize with her, but she failed.

Yesterday she has been testing, testing Nangong Yan is really feeling for himself.

As a result, she felt that Nangong Yan really had feelings for herself, so she dared to say this today, but she was still seen through.

Tong Mo thinks she is useless. She is an actress, but she can't even act.

On the breakfast table, Tong Mo sees Xiao Wan.

So many days Xiaowan didn't see Tongmo, but she didn't miss her at all, which made Tongmo feel very frustrated.

The small Wan still eats very fragrant, that eats the appearance to also resemble the Tong Mo extremely.

Xiaowan talks with Nangong Yan from time to time.

Tong Mo doesn't want to use Xiaowan. After all, Xiaowan is still small. She doesn't want to talk about this topic in front of Xiaowan.

"Xiaowan, how about going to play with mommy later?"

Tong Mo knows that if Nangong Yan wants to be a vampire, she needs Xiaowan's blood, and she will lose her daughter.

"Not good." Xiaowan very firmly refused, "I'll be with dad in a moment."

"Dad is going to be with mommy today. He can't be with Xiaowan any more. Ask a servant to play with you." Nangong Yan refuses to play with Xiaowan.

Small Wan heard the words of South Temple Yan, immediately pouted up a small mouth.

"Daddy, don't you love Xiaowan?"

"Of course, daddy loves Xiaowan. When he gets home, daddy will accompany Xiaowan well, OK?"

"All right."

Nangong Yan is so powerful, he can coax Xiaowan in a few words.

After Xiaowan had enough to eat and drink, he twisted his butt and left.

Only Nangong Yan and Tong Mo are left in the restaurant. Tong Mo suddenly pats his chopsticks on the table.

"She's only that small. You raised her by yourself. You really have the heart!"

Tong Mo doesn't believe that Nangong Yan wants to start with Xiaowan from the beginning.

She always felt that Nangong Yan had feelings for Xiaowan.

Nangong Yan is silent, he certainly can't bear to have some, he certainly has the sentiment to the small Wan.

"I have a new idea all of a sudden!"