C424

When Tang Mohan wakes up, Su Mo Mo is not there.

He got up, rubbed his brows and looked around the room soberly. Then he got up and went downstairs.

However, there was no one in the living room downstairs. Tang Mohan was about to go out to look for it, but he took a casual glance and saw the beautiful figure walking barefoot on the beach through the French window of the room.

Then he went to the French window. Tang Mo Han's lazy hands were inserted in his trouser pockets, and his black eyes were full of doting and tenderness. He looked at the girl himself and was enjoying himself. In the evening, the tide is rising, and the water waves on the beach are higher. Su Mo is picking up when the water waves are coming. Then when it falls, those water splashes all over her body. She exclaims and laughs excitedly. Next time the wave comes, she still plays like this and is not tired.

Don't know how many times, until the last time she accidentally fell on the beach, Tang Mohan body a nervous, just want to rush out, but heard her light laughter spread, he just relaxed did not go out.

Su Mo sat on the beach, obviously did not intend to play any more. Anyway, she was all wet. So she sat for a while, stretched out her arms and hugged the next wave. Finally, she was completely soaked.

Ben was wearing a few clothes, a long sleeve skirt, now close to her body, sitting for a while, she got up. Going inside the house.

Turning around, I saw Tang Mo Han standing in front of the French window. Although she could not see clearly, she knew that his eyes were smiling and tender, and his face was also doting with a smile.

Su Mo raised his arm and waved to say hello, and the previous unhappiness disappeared. His clothes were a little wrinkled because they were sleeping with them, but that didn't hurt his good looks.

"Come on, come on --"

Su Mo waved to let him out, while Tang Mohan came out of the house and gradually came towards her.

Just now she forgot that she didn't wear much. Now her clothes were wet, and standing there quietly, she shivered. The clothes close to her body were wet, which made her more cold.

Don Mohan came out and saw her shrunk. He held her in his arms directly and warmed her with his body temperature.

"Go in first. Don't freeze."

Su Mo grinned and snuffled, deliberately sticking himself tightly in his arms, letting him follow the "wet body".

Tang Mohan dotes on her childish behavior and acquiesces, but does not prevent it. This is the husband and wife who share weal and woe, isn't it?

"Cold?"

The warm breath of his deep voice touched her ears.

"Your temperature, not cold."

Su Mo answers with a smile and hugs his waist tightly to absorb the temperature of his body.

Embracing two people, standing in the seaside sunset, reflected a long entangled shadow, for a long time did not separate.

Su Mo sat at the table, childish with chopsticks, waiting for Tang Mohan to reheat his lunch.

When he is ready for everything, Su Mo looks at him eagerly.

Tang Mo Han a smile, said: "start!"

Su Mo immediately "worked hard", because Tang Mohan made all her favorite meat, which was the biggest welfare for her who was not happy without meat.

Tang Mo Han is spoiled smile, this is his elegant meal. Compared with the "refugee" style of Su Mo Mo, he has a beautiful picture when eating.

After swallowing, Su Mo Mo added his own energy, which satisfied him by patting his stomach, half squinting his eyes, and leaning back on the back of the chair, like a lazy kitten who only got satisfaction, smiling happily.

"I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. There's no improvement in craftsmanship! " Su Mo was full of food and drink, and then began to comment, but the comment was not high, although her expression was so enjoyable and she ate like a dog.

Tang Mohan's comments on her crossing the river and demolishing the bridge are only slightly raised eyebrows, not set or not.

"Fair relative, I cook, you wash the dishes!" He hooked a lip to smile, Su Mo Mo immediately puffed on the forehead.

"Wash the dishes --"

Su Mo could not help flattening his mouth, and his beautiful eyes were reluctant. He was lying on the table slowly. His praying eyes looked at Tang Mohan innocently and pitifully, and murmured in his mouth.

"No dishes?"

Tang Mo Han asked with a light smile.

"You can help me --"

Su Mo exposed her delicate jade finger and presented it in front of Tang Mohan, "don't you know, those detergents hurt my hands the most! You see, you see, do you think my fingers look good? "

Tang Mo Han leaned back lazily, stretched out a hand to hold her hands extended across the dining table. She kneaded and kneaded comfortably. The corners of his mouth were cozy. His black eyes were just with a smile, and he couldn't see what mood he was.

"Good looking?" She asked again.

"Good looking -" Tang Mohan finally replied, kneading her long fingers, thinking about how this pair of delicate hands touched him in countless nights, and lit a cluster of flamesOnly so thinking, Tang Mo Han's black eyes darkened, and his lower body tightened, holding the hands of Su Mo Mo with some force.

Since it is so beautiful, so delicate, it can not let her touch the spring water, which is his welfare.

Su Mo looked at the change of his black eyes. His heart trembled a little. His fingers shrank, but he just picked his palm. The next second, Tang Mohan held her hand harder. He immediately got up and looked at her from above.

"Don't you brush it for me?" Su Mo Mo murmured. Some don't understand how he suddenly reacts?

Tang Mo Han stares at her for a long time, then chuckles and pinches her palm, then lets go and cleans up the residue on the table.

Su Mo Mo looked at him and said, "Mo Han, you are so nice. I love you so much."

Tang Mohan for her always to please himself blurted out love words, it is not much reaction. Just turned around, pecked at her lip, and went on into the kitchen.

Su Mo laughs and goes in. After putting it in place, he retreated behind him, quietly looking at his tall back with appreciation and peace of mind.

This is her husband, the father of her children, who always indulge her, tolerate her, spoil her and love her man.

From the waist, suddenly stretched out two arms, don Mo cold pause, then continue to brush, behind, he can feel the little girl with a small face against his back, arms tightly around his waist, ten fingers crossed in front of his abdomen.

"Mo Han, is it hard to feed me?"

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