The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

Chapter 92 No matter how busy you are, remember to eat
"But our house only has two rooms." Sang He was also serious.

Mianmian tilted her head and smiled, "Mianmian can sleep in Dad's room."

"Where does daddy sleep?" Sang He frowned.

It seems that it is not good for a man who is close to 1.9 meters tall to sleep on the sofa.

Mian Mian is very natural, "Dad and Mom are sleeping, Mom's bed is so big, it's okay to sleep with another Dad."

Luo Wenmo knew that Mianmian was creating an opportunity for him, so he couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Mianmian.

Sang He didn't speak for a moment, Mian Mian was afraid that she would refuse, and shook her arm again, "Mom, how are you?"

The soft little milk voice is almost cute.

Sang He had no choice but to agree.

Mianmian couldn't be happier, hugged her lamb doll and ran to the second bedroom, obediently climbed onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt and closed her eyes.

Mianmian had already agreed, and Sang He couldn't say anything about letting Luo Wenmo sleep on the sofa at this time.

She finished drinking the water in silence, went to the master bedroom and sat by the bed, watching today's news headlines.

Luo Wenmo was exceptionally natural. After he walked in, he closed the door of the master bedroom, and changed his clothes directly in front of Sang He.

Raising his head inadvertently, even though Luo Wenmo deliberately blocked it, Sang He saw a layer of gauze on Luo Wenmo's waist with sharp eyes.

"Why did your waist hurt?" Sang He asked subconsciously.

I can't help but have some doubts in my heart, will the work of the National Academy of Sciences still be injured?

After Luo Wenmo changed his clothes, he thought for a while.

He didn't intend to tell Sang He about this at first, but now that he thinks about it, if Sang He doesn't know, Chang Yan and Tang Xinyao will use it as a demon in the future...

With that in mind, Luo Wenmo decided to tell Sang He.

From discovering that Mian Mian's life experience was exposed and he was found out to be Tang Xinyao's doing to Chang Yan's design of him, Luo Wenmo told Sang He everything in detail.

After Luo Wenmo finished speaking, Sang He was silent for a moment.

My mind also became complicated.

After a while, Sang He changed the topic, got up and found the medicine box at home, "I ran all day today, and the medicine should be changed."

After Sang He finished speaking, he sat on the sofa and took out gauze and alcohol.

Luo Wenmo knew that Sang He was going to help him change his medicine.

I can't help feeling a little happy.

I even thought it was worth the pain.

Because the injury was on the waist, Sang He sat on the sofa and changed his dressing, while Luo Wenmo stood, and the two of them were very close to each other, with an ambiguous atmosphere slowly rising.

Luo Wenmo quietly watched Sang He with a serious face, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Okay, don't get wet recently, and pay attention to light diet." Sang He said while putting away his things.

Seeing Sang He got up and was about to leave, Luo Wenmo subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab her.

Sang He's body was slightly stiff, and he froze.

Luo Wenmo felt something was wrong with Sang He.

At this moment, Luo Wenmo had a very strong feeling in his heart, and Sang He had a knot in his heart.

You must know that when he first met Sang He, Sang He's temperament was exceptionally gentle, but now Sang He is full of alienation and indifference.

In the end what happened?
Luo Wenmo still couldn't figure it out.

But he knew that Sanghe was somewhat resistant to him, even if he wanted to sleep with Sanghe in his arms, he could only restrain himself.

"Is there any extra quilt? I'll sleep on the sofa." Luo Wenmo said hoarsely, and at the same time let go of Sang He's hand.

Sang He nodded, put the medicine box away, opened the cabinet and took out the quilt.

But instead of putting the quilt on the sofa, she put it on the bed.

Luo Wenmo frowned at her.

Sang He looked calm, and used the quilt to divide the bed into two halves.

"You have injuries, you are not suitable for sleeping on the sofa, let's sleep on the bed," Sang He said, and suddenly thought of something, and added, "But you promise, you will never move around."

The one in her room was a small sofa, which made it uncomfortable for her to sleep on, let alone a big man with injuries on his body.

Luo Wenmo pulled his lips and smiled, "I promise."

Sang He originally thought that she would not be able to sleep tonight without Mian Mian's company, but what she didn't expect was that she slept soundly.

The next morning, Luo Wenmo got up lightly. After making breakfast for the mother and daughter, he wrote instructions on a sticky note, and then left the Lijing community and returned to the scientific research institute.

As soon as Luo Wenmo left, Chang Yan received a message from his subordinate who had been secretly watching Luo Wenmo.

Chang Yan immediately called Tang Xinyao.

Tang Xinyao on the other end of the phone was still sleeping, and after the ring rang for a long time, she finally answered in a daze, "Hello, cousin, what's the matter?"

As she said that, Tang Xinyao yawned.

"Luo Wenmo has already joined the scientific research institute, you find an opportunity to hand over those photos to Sang He." Chang Yan narrowed his eyes with a sinister expression.

Hearing this, Tang Xinyao became energetic in an instant, and sat up slowly, "Okay."

When Sang He got up, there was no one around him, and the quilt had already been folded and put in the cabinet.

She was silent, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, she wanted to make two sandwiches for her and Mianmian's breakfast, but as soon as she got out of the master bedroom, she saw the sandwiches and fritters prepared on the table, as well as a lot of soy milk.

There was also a sticky note on the table, and Sang He walked over to take a look.

[No matter how busy you are, remember to eat. 】

Sang He put the note away and went to the second bedroom to wake Mian Mian up.

The mother and daughter sat quietly at the dining table to eat, when Sang He's cell phone on the table rang suddenly.

It was a call from Zhu Li, a famous painter she used to be strong at the art exhibition.

"Hi Sang He, is it convenient to meet up? There are some things I want to talk to you about cooperation."

As soon as the phone was connected, Sang He heard Zhu Li's voice.

Anyway, I'm fine today, so Sang He agreed, "Okay."

Zhu Li was very happy, "I'll see you at the International Mall in an hour."

An hour later, the two sat in the coffee shop of the International Mall.

There are not many people in the shopping mall at this point, and this coffee shop is very private, so there is no need to worry about being recognized.

Sang He lowered his head and stirred the coffee in front of him, looking extraordinarily careless.

After a few words of pleasantries, Zhu Li went straight to the topic, "I'm planning to open a studio."

Hearing this, Sang He raised his eyebrows, "Congratulations."

"It's just that the establishment of the studio still needs your help," Zhu Li smiled shyly, "Although I have a good reputation, it's not enough. The studio still needs a guarantor. You are famous, and I still like you very much, so I found you rashly."

Holding the coffee cup, Zhu Li said, "Don't worry, you won't be missing from the welfare compensation."

Sang He listened quietly, then took a sip of coffee.

"You can tell if you are dissatisfied, and we can still discuss it." Zhu Li said again.

She pondered for several days, and only Sang He was the most suitable candidate.

(End of this chapter)