He said love is too late

Chapter 705 This Night, So Warm

"Jing Mo, you misunderstood, I didn't pretend to be weak in front of you. And I think I'm pretty good, I'm not weak at all."

Tang Su didn't want Jing Mo to misunderstand her like this, she tried to jump out of his arms with all her strength.

When she made such a move, Jing Mo's face became darker, and he glanced at her coldly, "Tang Su, if you dare to move me again, I won't go to see that bastard again!"

Tang Suzhen felt that Jing Mo's behavior was very inexplicable.

He despised her so much, he definitely didn't want to hug her, he should be very happy when she jumped down, but he was even angrier when she wanted to get down from his arms!
Tang Su couldn't fathom a man's mind or a needle under the sea.

However, when he kept saying that Zhao Zhao was a bastard, Tang Su really felt it was quite harsh.

She protested softly, "Zhao Zhao is not a bastard! Zhao Zhao is the best and cutest child!"

"To shut up!"

Jing Mo's temperament has always been relatively calm, he is rarely irritable, and for some reason, every time he faces this ugly monster, he can't calm down.

Especially listening to her talk, there are countless strange emotions rushing out of his heart. This kind of feeling makes him feel extremely uneasy, so he really doesn't want to hear her talk again.

Tang Su was a little angry with Jing Mo, who looked like a tyrant, but she was afraid that she would accidentally annoy him and he would stop looking at Zhao Zhao, so she quickly shut her mouth.

When Tang Su took Jing Mo to Zhao Zhao's ward, Zhao Zhao was still awake.

Her eyes were closed, her fleshy face was wrinkled in pain, she was indescribably pitiful.

Qin Muyan had just carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but in the blink of an eye, crystal clear tears oozed from the corners of her eyes again.

"Zhao Zhao, don't cry, don't cry..."

Qin Muyan gently held Zhao Zhao in her arms, and coaxed him over and over again, but Zhao Zhao still pouted, occasionally calling pitifully, "Dad."

Just now she was afraid that Zhao Jingmo would dislike her, Tang Su had been trying her best to hold back her tears, but seeing Zhao Zhao's appearance now, she couldn't hold back her tears no matter what.

She got down from Jing Mo's arms and walked up to Zhao Zhao, "Zhao Zhao don't cry, your father is here to see you."

"Jing Mo, can you give Zhao Zhao a hug?"

Qin Muyan also disapproved of Jing Mo's behavior of taking Tang Su away without telling everyone, but she knew that Tang Su had always longed for the reunion of their small family, and she felt that it seemed a bit awkward for her to stay here now. Like a light bulb.

She still left the hospital first, and waited for the next morning before coming to see Zhao Zhao.

Jing Mo didn't move at all, he stood coldly on the spot, his body condensed like a layer of cold moon frost.

Apart from Xiaoshen, he doesn't like other children, so he naturally doesn't want to hold an ugly girl doll.

Seeing that Jing Mo didn't intend to hug Zhaozhao at all, Tang Su couldn't help feeling a little anxious, "Jing Mo, Zhaozhao really wants you to hug her, please, just give her a hug, okay?"

"Tang Su, why should I hug this bastard?!"

I don't know if Zhao Zhao heard Jing Mo's voice in her sleep, her tears fell a little harder, and her throat was choked with sobs, which was indescribably painful.

The suffocating pain once again swept Jing Mo's heart, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and hugged Zhao Zhao in Tang Su's arms.

He thought that he would dislike this ugly girl, but when he held her in his arms, he realized that he didn't hate her that much.

His heart was soft, like a feather brushing against the heart lake, endlessly soft, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, as if to comfort, and gently patted the little girl in his arms.

"Zhao Zhao..."

Jing Mo called out Zhaozhao's name a little bluntly, but when he called it for the second time, he became more natural in an instant.

"Zhao Zhao, don't cry..."

Hearing Jing Mo calling her name, Zhao Zhao slowly opened her big round eyes.

Zhaozhao's eyes are particularly bright and beautiful, usually watery, like black grapes.

Now, she has shed too many tears, her big eyes are red like a bunny, no matter how you look at it, it makes you feel distressed.

"dad……"

Obviously, Zhao Zhao didn't expect that her father, who has been unwilling to talk to her for a long time, would still be willing to hug her. Her small face was full of obvious surprise.

Children are the least hostile and the easiest to rejoice.

At this moment, nestled in Jing Mo's arms, Zhao Zhao had already forgotten all the bad things he did to her, she just felt that her father's arms were so warm.

Her eyes were red, and she smiled crookedly, "Dad, give me a hug, take care..."

Zhaozhao wanted to say that it was good for Dad to hold Zhaozhao, but Zhaozhao couldn't say a word coherently, so he could only express his joy in this way.

Jing Mo stared at the little baby in his arms complicatedly, he wanted to say, I'm not your father.

But for some reason, seeing the undisguised joy in her eyes, he couldn't say these words.

"Dad, dear..."

When Jing Mo smiled, he was like the warmest jade in the world, but when he was not smiling, he was extraordinarily cold and distant.

Zhaozhao likes to see him smile the most. With such a cold face, Zhaozhao thinks that her father must be unhappy, and she wants to make him laugh.

In that small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhao Zhao was the best at making Jing Mo happy. Every time she kissed him on the cheek, he would make him smile like a spring breeze.

Zhao Zhao hugged Jing Mo's arm flatteringly, she raised her face, and gave him a hard slap on the cheek.

"Dad, smile..."

Jing Mo's handsome face froze instantly, he never thought that this little girl would actually kiss him.

Seeing Jing Mo's terribly dark handsome face, Tang Su's heart jumped wildly. She was afraid that he would throw Zhao Zhao out in a fit of anger, so she quickly stretched out her hand and said to him, "Jing Mo, thank you tonight If you want to see Zhaozhao, I'll just hug her."

"Dad, sing..."

Zhao Zhao likes Tang Su very much, but it was hard for her to be hugged by her father, she would not want to be separated from him like this.

She shook Jing Mo's arm, and blinked her big eyes expectantly. It was obvious that she asked Jing Mo to sing to her and lull her to sleep.

Zhaozhao likes to listen to Jing Mo's singing the most. Her father's songs are warm and beautiful, and she can't get enough of them in her life.

"Star……"

Zhaozhao wanted Jing Mo to sing to her Little Star, but she wouldn't say it together, she could only make a small hand gesture that he taught her like in the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, indicating that she wanted to listen. It's little star.

"Zhao Zhao, can mother sing to you?"

"Dad, the stars..."

Zhao Zhao pursed his mouth, and stubbornly spoke to Jing Mo.

Mother's singing is not good, she wants her father to sing to her, the little star that father sings is really nice.

"Jing Mo, I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao is still young, she is not sensible, don't mind me! I'll sing to her later."

Tang Su felt that Jing Mo would definitely not sing to Zhao Zhao, but unexpectedly, just after she finished speaking, Jing Mo's warm and pleasant voice rang out in the ward.

"Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are……"

(End of this chapter)