Chapter 229

Name:My Contract Tender CEO Author:Lao Na
Scared to take a look at Ling Mo fan, he is also looking at me, a look to see how you explain.

I buried my head deeper, and my whole face would be in the bowl.

"I'm finished. I'll take a bath first."

Just when I felt uncomfortable with everything, Ling Mofan left the table first.

Ling Mo fan left, and the air on the table was much more relaxed.

I was relieved. Diandian jumped up and down in the cage, making the cage clatter.

As long as it has enough to eat every day, it has endless energy to vent. I think that I'm going to call my mother to go out with him before I take him out for a walk tonight.

"Mom, let's go out for a walk after dinner, and take a walk by the way."

When I came to Diandian's cage, I opened the door.

Dot quickly came out and rubbed around my feet.

"Well, I'll clear the table first." My mother returned, and then picked up the table.

I wait for her busy, when the stars just came with its elegant pace.

Pour some cat food in its bowl, while it was eating, I just touched its body.

It's very proud recently. I don't even want to touch it. I'll touch it when I have something to eat.

"Wang." Little see I ignore it, dissatisfied with the cry, but also trying to grab the stars in the bowl of food to eat, and was beaten by the stars, the gray fled to me to seek comfort.

I pushed his dog's head away and continued to touch the stars.

Behind me came the sound of footsteps. I thought it was my mother. I didn't care.

I didn't realize it was Ling Mofan until a white hand appeared on the star.

"Why didn't you take a bath?" I asked in horror.

"You should think about how to explain to me what happened just now." His eyes were still on the stars, and there were no mood swings in his eyes.

"I Yes, it's what I just said "

my hand is still caressing the star, and I can't even find that it's gone after eating cat food.

Ling Mo fan's hand was still hanging in the air. When the stars left, he turned his head slightly. His face could not believe it or not.

"Well, Jinyun, it's over. You can tie the dog rope to Diandian."

When Ling Mofan and I looked at each other, my mother came out of the kitchen and was wiping the water stains on her hands.

"Ah, good." I should be a, get up to look for a little bit of dog rope, with a sense of escape.

Ling Mofan also stood up and watched me put on the dog rope.

"My mother and I are going out for a walk, together?"

Out of the guilty heart, I asked Ling Mo fan.

"No, you go. It's cold outside. Put on more clothes." He sat down on the sofa and told us.

"Yes, Mo fan is right. Jinyun, you have to wear more. Don't freeze." My mother helped me put on the coat hanging at the door and put a scarf around my neck.

"Mom, you should wear more yourself." I don't think she has a very thick look on her body. She said something uneasily.

"I know. It's thick. You can relax. Let's go, let's go. It's not good when it's dark. " She patted the clothes on her body and said with disapproval.

"So, we're going?" I finally said a word to Ling Mo fan.

"Well." He didn't look at me, he said casually.

I in my mother's urging, led a little bit out of the door, but this heart is still uneasy, also don't know how to come back, anyway, I have a hard time.

It's getting dark early in winter. Even if we are in a hurry, it's already completely dark.

Because of the cold weather, pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, occasionally there are one or two cars speeding by. Few of us go out to walk the dog at night, except us.

Alaskan dogs are very sensitive to winter. They are very excited in winter.

Little did not expect that it was ready to move at home. As soon as I went out, I tried my best to run away. I was dragged by it when I was holding it, and I didn't know whether I was walking it or it was walking me.

My mother wanted to take the dog rope several times, but I didn't let her lead it. We young and strong people couldn't hold it. Her small body had to be towed away.

After running for a while, I couldn't run any more, so I tied Diandian to a park bench and let him dig in the bushes nearby.

"Jin Yun, you are with Mo fan now Are you all right? "

Sitting in a chair, my mother suddenly asked.

She may have noticed my strange interaction with Ling Mofan just now, or she may have worried that I had such a trouble before Ling Mofan lost his memory, and she is a little worried about my relationship with him.

"It's OK. It's fine.""That's good. If there's anything to tell me, if he bullies you, you can tell me. Mom will take revenge on you."

I laughed, but I was a little surprised.

This is my mother's first time to speak for me in my relationship with Ling Mo fan.

But it's not for me. Before, she always told me to cherish Ling Mofan. Today, it's a little strange that so many words pop up.

"I will." I leaned on her shoulder and said.

Now that my father has passed away, my only relative by blood is my mother.

Although there is another Yu Qingguo in the strict sense, I have not regarded him as my biological father in my subconscious mind. His name has disappeared for a long time.

"There's something about your father. It's not easy for me to comfort you here. I always said I wanted to see you, but I didn't see you. What a pity." My mother put her arms around my shoulder and sighed deeply.

It's a pity for me all the time. My mother always wants to meet my father, because she knows that the only one who is good to me in the family with his mobile phone, but my father has such a thing before we can meet.

It came so suddenly that we didn't expect it.

But maybe I didn't think of it. Even my father has been ill for so long.

This may become my lifelong guilt and regret.

The atmosphere suddenly became sad, and my mother realized it. She rubbed her hands and covered my hands when it was warm.

Vicissitudes still have a little hard hand, but it is particularly warm at this time.

The silence of the night was broken by the noise behind. Now there is no one in the park, and there are only a few people who can make so much noise.

I thought that Diandian should be noisy, so I wanted to take it back.

Go back to lead a little bit, I was silly.

The whole claw is covered with mud, and the face is also stained with a lot of dirt.

In the back, a pit as big as its head was dug, and it stood by, wagging its tail, like inviting credit.

I think the soil in winter is very hard, but I didn't expect it to be ploughed open. It seems that I underestimated its perseverance.

I'm so angry, but I can't help it. It's so dirty now that I don't want to touch it.

My mother is laughing, but I can't laugh now. I don't have a headache for the mud on it. I'm just worried about what Ling Mo fan will do with it later. If he sees a little bit like this, he won't even let it in.

All the way back home, I was like a thief lying at the door listening to the movement of the house.

Ling Mo fan may have gone upstairs, but there was no movement in the room.

I relaxed a little bit. As long as Ling Mo fan didn't see Diandian, everything would be easy to say. Then I could shut it in the cage without telling him, and he wouldn't pay attention to Diandian.

Quietly enter the password, I opened the door, a warm current only face the door.

The air conditioner in the room has been turned on to the highest level. Maybe Ling Mo fan turned it on for fear that we would come back from the outside.

He's always very careful about such small things.

Ling Mo fan did not go upstairs, but sat on the sofa and fell asleep, two long legs overlapping on the coffee table, still holding a folder in his hand.

Seeing this, my mother told me to cover him up, so she went back to her room first.

Gently closed the door, I put a little bit into the cage, it obediently lying on the stomach, maybe tired of playing, even the energy to cry.

I poked its head across the cage, scolded it in a low voice, "let your skin."

I dare not bring it back even if I toss myself like this.

He turned his head and put his eyes on Ling Mo fan, who was sitting on the sofa. He didn't wake up.

I went over and picked up the blanket on the sofa to cover him, only to find that the top two buttons of his shirt were open.

Maybe the air conditioner is too high. He's a little hot and sweating on his forehead.

I used to turn down the air conditioner. Originally, it was a physical test to go for a walk, so I didn't experience any cold outside just now.

Looking at Ling Mo fan's delicate clavicle, I swallowed.

Looking up, I found that he was still wearing a pair of gold glasses.

The glasses on his face originally showed a sense of literature and art, but looking at the shirt with two buttons undone below gave me a totally different feeling.

Gentle scum.

That's how Ling Mofan feels to me now.

This feeling of coexistence of literature and art and abstinence should be described by this word.

Put the blanket down, I sat down next to him, took the folder out of his hand and put it on the table.

Looking left and right, I want to take the glasses off his face again.But just half of his hand, he caught it.

"Ye Jinyun, more and more do not learn, how always want to take advantage of my sleep to do something." Ling Mo fan opened his glasses and his eyes were a little confused and smiling.

"No way!" I crawled away from him, but my hand was grabbed by him again and pulled back.

"What did you just want to do?" With a trace of banter on his face, he asked rather vaguely.

"Take your glasses off."

"I'll let you take it now." Ling Mo fan lowered his head and looked obedient.