Here, he Yanyi goes to the window to get dinner, while he Yanmo takes out her mobile phone and opens wechat.

It's late August. Why hasn't brother Yin come back yet

She hasn't seen him for more than a year.

He Yanmo's eyes were a little lonely, and her eyes became dim.

Suddenly, someone hit the corner of the table. He Yanmo raised her eyes. In front of her was a red faced boy who was hesitating to chat up with her, "you, Hello, my name is Han Cheng. Excuse me, have you... That... Have you..."

He Yanmo put down her cell phone and patiently answered with her cheek. "Do you want to ask me if I have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, yes. Do you have any?"

He Yanmo understated: "sorry, I'm a minor and can't fall in love."

"Er..."

Han Cheng, who came to chat up, was speechless by this answer.

Minors can't fall in love. Has it been written into the law now?

Otherwise... Why did she say so righteously?

Are there few minors in love?

His little niece was twelve years old and began to be hypocritically trapped in love!

Is the education of the school flower family... So harsh?

Han Cheng turns around and runs away. He Yanmo shrugs and continues to look down at his mobile phone.

The excuse of underage is good. It's always tried.

Not long after, he Yanyi put two identical dishes on the table and was about to speak when he Yanmo's phone rang.

"Hey, handsome dad."

At that end, it's my daughter Nu hechen.

Hearing he Yanmo's soft call, he Chen blew a cigarette, "girl, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, just arrived at the canteen." he Yanmo leaned against the back of his chair. "You call at this time. What's the matter?"

He Chen's legs overlapped on the edge of the table, with a mysterious tone, "go home at night?"

"The school doesn't let the night stay away."

He Chen chuckled. His voice was always spoiled. "Do you need me to call your headmaster?"

"Class ends at five o'clock." he Yanmo curls his lips, "I'll go back with my brother?"

He Chen said, "he's free. I'll let uncle Yong go at 4:30."

After hanging up, he Yanyi asked, "what's the matter?"

"Dad asked us to go home at night. He didn't say anything. I guess he made mom angry again."

....

In the evening, the he family returned to their old house as promised.

They didn't see he Chen when they entered the door. Only their mother Yin Mo sat on the sofa and called.

He Yanmo swayed to her in a loose thin sweater. After sitting down, he began to peel oranges. After peeling, he stuffed them into Yin Mo's mouth.

This is the habit of the he family. The whole family, both men and women, dote on their mistress as a child.

Handsome dad said that their mother's brain is not very good, and she must not be angry, otherwise she will break the rice, food and capital chain.

At this moment, Yin Mo ate half an orange, held up his mobile phone and said with a smile, "Qiao Qiao, I won't talk to you first. I'll go to the laboratory to find you tomorrow and talk to you then."

He Yanmo leaned against the sofa, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Mom, where's my father?"

"You talk well."

He Yanmo carried her shoulder. "Mother, where's my father?"

Yin Mo poked her on the forehead with a smile. "Like your father, no one is good. He's upstairs in the study."

"See the guest?"

Yin Mo cleared his throat and pretended to be mysterious: "it's a distinguished guest."

As soon as the brothers and sisters of the he family looked at each other, they said in one voice: "godfather?"

Generally speaking, her mother's "distinguished guest" is only Godfather Shang Shaoyan except godmother Li Qiao.

This time, Yin Mo touched his daughter's cheek, "you'll know if you go up and have a look."

He Yanmo's character is most like he Chen. She fed Yin Mo two oranges and got up and said, "listen to you. I'll see how expensive this distinguished guest is."

Upstairs study, the door is half closed.

He Yanmo walked over lightly and listened attentively.

But for a long time, there was no movement in the study. She grabbed the horse's tail and took a small step forward.

Still nothing.

He Yanmo screwed off the tip of her eyebrows and gently poked open the door to probe inside.

I didn't see her handsome father, but there was a black figure sitting at the desk with her back to her.

He Yanmo's red lips were slightly open, and his heart beat inexplicably faster.

Without hesitation, she knocked on the door and walked forward step by step.

In the study, there was an indistinct fragrance of medicine floating around.

He Yanmo, 17, stared at the back and gradually approached.

From behind him to his side, the outline of the side face reflected in the pupil gradually became clear.

He Yanmo stood in front of Shang Yin with one hand on the edge of the table. He didn't speak, so he looked at him.

Shang Yin folded his legs and played with the crystal bracelet in his hand. He raised his eyes slightly. The deep bottom of his eyes was a gentle smile, "don't you know?"

He Yanmo is still speechless. Her fingertips draw a circle around the corner of the table. She stands with her eyes down and covers the dark red in the corners of her eyes.

Shang Yin sighed softly and put the ancient crystal bracelet on her wrist again, "Mo Mo, I'm back."

He Yanmo grabbed his finger, "August 10, you didn't come back, August 17, you didn't come back..."

"I'll make amends for the delay?"

He Yanmo turned her back and gently rubbed the crystal on her wrist, "then I..."

Before the words fell, footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door.

He Yanmo shook off Shang Yin's hand, took two steps back, stood next to the bookshelf, pursed his mouth and winked at Shang Yin.

The two opened an appropriate distance as if tacitly, so that when he Chen entered the door, he always felt that the atmosphere was particularly wrong.

Say ambiguous, they are very separated.

It's not appropriate to say warmth.

He Chen's long, narrow and sharp eyes shuttle back and forth between Shang Yin and he Yanmo, "what do you pretend to be strangers? Have you lost your memory?"

The two cubs grew up together in open crotch pants. How sticky is he Yanmo? Can he be a father know?

How did this grow up and become strange?!

He Yanmo has always been generous and frank. At this time, he rubbed his toes against the ground. A girl Huaichun's expression said, "Dad, don't lose memory, don't talk nonsense..."

He Chen sat down and narrowed his eyes endlessly. "Girl, who did you learn to be so artificial?"

He Yanmo glanced at her father and tried to explain, "Dad, I've always been here..."

"This is not your virtue when you gamble on a stool in the casino." he Chen ruthlessly exposed the true face of he Yanmo, "go downstairs to play with your mother, and I'll tell your brother Yin something."

"Oh."

He Yanmo turned around and looked deeply at the merchant Yin who had fallen out of the dust with handsome eyes where he Chen could not see.

I haven't seen you for more than a year. I miss him so much.

But in front of her shrewd father, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous

He Yanmo glanced at he Chen a little disgusted. This father is a little in the way.

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