Jane Huan thought of the way she heard people say in the company: "you can chew gum or eat other snacks."

Huo Mo Ting smiled softly.

Jane Huan thought he was laughing at his "childishness", pretended to stare at him angrily, stood up from the bed, took the changed pajamas and went to the bathroom.

After a simple wash, I came out and found that the people on the bed were gone and the randomly stacked paper was gone.

Huo moting is sitting on the sofa looking at the notebook screen. The paper is spread on the tea table. Occasionally, he picks up one and puts it down.

Jian Huan stood at the door of the bathroom and quietly looked at his focused appearance. A crack was opened in the glass window behind him. The smell of smoke in the room had dispersed a lot. Her eyes fell on him. The fabric of the Nightgown was very close to his body, and the muscle lines of his chest and arms were relaxed, thin and full of strength.

Suddenly, the man looked up and Jane Huan couldn't dodge. He just caught him.

Her cheeks were red with shame, turned her eyes, and went out in a sullen voice, murmuring: "where did the lotion in the travel suit go? Why didn't you see it?"

The man behind him didn't say anything. Jane Huan found her own skin care products next to the TV.

As she poured the toner into her palm, she turned around and said, "I want to sleep with grandma tonight."

Huo Mo Ting looked over and looked very straight, but he didn't answer.

"I have a lot to say to my grandmother." Jane Huan was a little nervous. It was like a pupil asking for leave from a strict head teacher.

Huo Mo Ting bowed his head and continued to work: "there is plenty of time to say during the day."

Jane Huan frowned, "that's different."

"What's different?" he looked up at her again.

"The atmosphere, the atmosphere is different."

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Jane Huan lay in bed, tossing and turning, closed her eyes and couldn't sleep. She had to sigh the terrible habit.

The grandmother who had been breathing fine and fell asleep suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head and looked at Jane Huan who was moving around and smiled: "if you really can't sleep, go back."

When the old man saw through his mind, Jane Huan gathered the quilt in embarrassment and refused to admit: "it's refreshing to drink a cup of coffee at night."

Grandma looked at her rosy cheeks as soon as she lied: "you move around like this, I can't sleep. I'm old, but I can't stand your toss."

"It's agreed to sleep with you tonight and don't go back." Jane Huan hugged the old man like when she was a child.

Grandma patted her on the arm: "it's all the children's mothers. It's the same as not growing up."

"By the way, Mo Ting sleeps with nianyan at night. The child sleeps differently. He is a big man. He doesn't know if he will wake up at night to cover the child."

Jian Huan said that Huo nianyan slept alone when he was very young. The old man was relieved.

After a while, Jane huancai asked her grandmother why she didn't call herself before she came. The old man smiled and said with emotion, "I was shocked myself. A young man drove to the door and said that Mr. Huo asked him to pick up people. He cleaned up too quickly and forgot to inform you."

"Why, didn't Mo Ting tell you I was coming?" grandma was surprised.

Jane Huan shook her head. His mouth was tight. She couldn't find out what she didn't want to say.

Grandma smiled, "maybe he wants to surprise you."

The grandparents and grandchildren chatted for a while. Grandma suddenly said, "just now, Mo Ting's mother told me a lot. After the depth of field, I've been thinking that the words handed down by my ancestors are indeed right. It's wrong if the door is not in the house. No matter how long Lang's affectionate concubine intends to stay."

"Before Mo Ting took you away, he promised me that he would not let you be wronged One day."

Jian Huan couldn't imagine Huo Mo Ting saying such emotional words. His face was slightly hot: "did you trust him so much at that time?"

"Hehe, it's not that you won't look away if you spend a long time together. It's mainly the eyes of people. When he said this to me, his eyes were very straight. Just one look, I'm sure that no matter what happens in the future, he can at least protect you."

Jane Huan's eyes were red and she didn't know what to say.

"Mo Ting's mother is a very good person. In such a family, she doesn't look at people with her nostrils. It's valuable." grandma sighed. She inevitably thought of the Yan Family and shook Jian Huan's hand: "grandma doesn't know where to start about your mother."

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