Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

Mu Baoer kept her head down, without saying a word, and was dragged out by Ji Mo.

Until he got on the helicopter, he still lowered his head and sat quietly on the sofa, like a well-behaved kitten.

"Why are you still crying?" Ji Mo looked at her softly hanging hair, her head was so low that she couldn't see her face at all.

It's rare to see this girl with such a weak and humble posture. She usually has a carefree expression, the sky is falling down as a quilt, and she doesn't care about anything.

It makes people feel that this girl is heartless, no matter how hard she is hit, she will not be hurt, as long as she is not dead, she will still be very happy in the next second, and continue to live heartlessly.

Obviously she has been saved, why not be happy again like before, so sad at the moment, crying all the time, really not like her style!

But such a gesture will make people who see it feel a subtle feeling of affection.

"I haven't." Mu Baoer said slowly and hoarsely.

Ji Mo ordered lightly: "Then raise your head and let me see."

"..." Mu Baoer stopped talking, still lowered her head, twisting her fingers.

"Look, my hands are full of your tears."

Ji Mo raised the hand that was holding her just now, the back of the hand was wet with water, it wasn't dry yet.

Just now her tears fell drop by drop on the back of his hand, even though there was no sound, he knew she was crying hard.

Mu Baoer lowered her head even more, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she was even more speechless.

"If you don't save you, you cry, if you save you, you still cry... It's really troublesome, just cry when you feel uncomfortable." Ji Mo rubbed his temples helplessly.

For a person like him who is accustomed to iron and blood, even if he sees his subordinates seriously injured, he will only tell them that he will avenge them instead of comforting them.

He is even more inexperienced with women. This kind of weak little animal always has so many tears, and his thoughts are delicate and complicated, so he doesn't know how to comfort her.

But when Mu Baoer heard his words, she actually burst into tears, covered her face with her hands, and began to cry unscrupulously.

Tears kept flowing from between her fingers, like a river without an embankment, out of control.

A drop fell on the glass table in front of the sofa.

Probably no one would understand why she cried so much after being rescued.

Who can understand her feeling at the moment, not because of fear or emotion.

She just couldn't help but think of the abandonment and suffering she has suffered for more than 20 years, and she has been bearing all the sorrows alone. No matter how painful and tragic, no one has ever extended a helping hand to her.

Who would have understood that this was the first time she was rescued in more than 20 years.

He didn't abandon her again because of interests or because of her humbleness!

The first time she was cherished, the strength she had been pretending for many years suddenly collapsed, and all the grievances poured out.

It turns out that it's not that she doesn't want someone to take pity on her, it's just that there are too many cruel realities, too many deceptions and uses, so she never dares to expect that someone will love her.

She really hopes that she will not always be a grass root, but can eventually become someone else's treasure.

To be cherished, to be loved.

"I told you to cry, you really cried, you cried so miserably, others thought I was bullying you!" Ji Mo looked helplessly at her crying so painfully.

Suddenly, I realized that I didn't know this woman that well.