Mo Shen's eyes glanced at her mobile phone. Her face was smiling, but what she said made Ye Mu feel a little cold: "are you not afraid that I'll take the photos and delete them?"

Ye Mu a Leng, in the heart banned a second. Then, with a mobile phone, he deliberately approached Mo Shen, smiling very brightly: "my little uncle is the most trustworthy, so he won't be."

She said, a pair of watery eyes staring at Mo Shen, want to let Mo Shen refuse her hard.

"Not necessarily." Mo's slender fingertips flicked her forehead to make a sound.

Ye Mu body pressure on the sofa, half lying on the edge of the sofa, discontented raised his hand rubbed his forehead: "this picture, I will keep it. I promise I won't take it out until I have to. "

As a last resort?

Mo Shen's eyebrows came together with some doubts in his eyes. What kind of situation is the last resort for ye mu?

Having said that, ye Mu stood up from the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief: "OK, I'll take my bag out for a turn."

"Take it out for a walk?" Mo Shen maintains just posture micro motion, a pair of deep eyes is to glance to the bag.

Ye Mu took the traction rope from the flower rack and put it on the bag. Without looking at Mo Shen, he said, "well, I'm going to start work tomorrow. The bag has been here for so long that I have never taken it out for a walk. When I start work, I don't have time for another few months. Take it out to get some air today. "

She said, secretly spit out a tongue. It can be said that she is going to take her bag to have a ventilation, or it can be said that she is going to take herself to have a ventilation.

"Little uncle, do you want to come with me?" Ye Mu puts on his cap and looks at Mo Shen.

Mo Shen raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was still early. He had time to accompany her.

Ye Mu led the bag out of the house. As soon as he got out of Huajing, the bag seldom saw the new world outside and rushed out like crazy. Ye Mu almost did not pull, fortunately, Mo Shen took the rope in time.

"It's so small. It's so powerful." The rope is delivered to Mo Shen's Ye mu, who shakes his arm, which is too painful, and mumbles.

Although Mo Shen and ye Mu came out with their bags, they didn't forget what ye Mu had promised at home, reminding: "little lady, don't forget the exchange terms of photos."

Ye Mu massaged the other hand with one hand, his face was stunned, then he quickly showed a smile: "I know, I just take it out for a turn."

For ye Mu's answer and reaction, Mo Shen is very satisfied. Holding the bag in his hand, he didn't let it off the rope.

Baobao thought that ye Mu brought it out to let it go wild. As a result, a traction rope bound it. It could only walk obediently and slowly, but could not run.

Today, the park is very busy and full of people. Into the park, ye Mu saw someone come, immediately pressed his hat, head down to hide himself.

Mo Shen slowed down a little, looking at Ye mu with his head down, pulling his hat, walking in a hurry and tension, his cold mouth slowly pulling a smile. He naturally raised his hand over her shoulder, big hand deliberately pressed her hat, said with a smile: "like a pervert."

"Are you kidding or are you serious?" Ye Murong looked up at Mo Shen and asked.

Mo deeply nodded to her, not like joking. His hand pulled Ye Mu's hat to the normal height: "naturally, it won't attract attention."

Ye Mu didn't stretch out his hand to pull his hat. He took a look at Mo Shen and put his eyes on Bao Bao.

Bao Bao with a cute appearance in the park quickly captured a small fan. In the park, a few children flying kites have been around the bag, bending over to touch the head of the bag. They all like "lovely pig, pink pig, ah, so lovely..."

"Sister, can I hold it?" A little girl, about five or six years old, was sitting beside her bag, pointing to it and looking up to ask Ye mu.

Ye Mu shrugged, deliberately teased her, said: "the rope in his hand, oh, can only say with him, said with me useless."

The little girl follows Ye Mu's fingertips and looks at Mo Shen. Mo Shen's indifferent face makes the little girl a little timid. She looks at Mo Shen with worry in her eyes: "Uncle Can I hug the pig? "

Perhaps Mo Shen knew that his expression was too serious to scare the child. He tried to soften his face and nodded: "yes, but be careful not to let it kick."

"Thank you, uncle." With permission, the little girl sat down to hold her bag with a happy smile on her face.

In order to make it easier for the child to hold the bag, Mo Shen deliberately bent down and lightened the rope.

The little girl is very cute. She has curly hair. She should have just run. Her hair is a little sweaty. She is half sitting on the ground holding her bag. She likes it so much that she keeps talking with it. Mo Shen and ye Mu also did not urge the child, looking at the child's lovely appearance, Mo Shen's eyes unconsciously brought a trace of father's love.

The little girl accompanied the bag for a long time, until her mother called her name, she let go, to find her mother."Thank you, sister." The little girl stood up and patted her hand, lying beside Ye Mu's face and kissing Ye mu.

After the kiss, she looked at Mo Shen timidly. She just said "thank you uncle" and ran away.

Mo deep looking at the little girl's back, with a smile frown, turned to ask Ye Mu: "I have so terrible?"

Ye Mu also bent over half sitting, her palm supporting chin, just like the little girl, hear the deep question, smile happily: "may think little uncle is a strange uncle."

"Blame uncle?" Mo deep pick eyebrows, rhetorical tone with obvious displeasure.

Ye Mu stood up and laughed more and more brightly: "it's normal for children to think so. When I first met my little uncle, I also thought it was a strange uncle."

She's quite serious. She can't laugh or cry. In her heart, his first impression is that he's blaming his uncle

"Do you remember seeing me for the first time?" Mo Shen didn't care with her. She asked.

Ye Mu nodded, pulling the traction rope in his hand: "remember, in the restaurant, I was drunk, you gave me a business card."

Don't look down at her eyes and smile bitterly. So, she remembered it was this. He thought that she really remembered seeing him for the first time.

"Now think about it, little uncle is really like a strange uncle." Ye Mu's face with effort to recall the smile: "who will promise to marry a woman who only met once?"

Mo deeply embraces the fingertip of her shoulder and nods a few times without rhythm: "then who only meets once and proposes to get married?"

Ye Mu looked up at him and showed his teeth with a smile: "so, I'm also a strange child."

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