He said love is too late

Chapter 706 His pampering, tenderness to the bone

After Jing Mo sang this song, he was directly stunned by his behavior.

He said he hates and despises this mother and daughter, tonight, what a ghost, he actually sang to this little girl.

But since we've all started singing, let's finish it.

Doing things halfway is not in line with Jingmo's style.

Jing Mo was willing to sing for Zhao Zhao, and Tang Su was also very shocked. After a brief shock, he was indescribably happy.

He knew that it was impossible for Jing Mo to have no feelings for Zhao Zhao.

"Dad, okay..."

Hearing his favorite person sing his favorite song, Zhao Zhao felt so happy in his heart.

She kept patting her fleshy little hands, looking happy and content.

After Jing Mo sang once, she still hadn't heard enough, so she continued to wave her little hand, asking him to sing Little Star to her.

Zhao Zhao was so clingy, Tang Su was really worried that Jing Mo would get impatient and lose his temper at her, but it turned out that she was really thinking too much.

Tonight's Jing Mo was surprisingly patient, as if they had returned to the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, she was sitting by the side eating melon seeds, and he was hugging Zhao Zhao, coaxing her to sleep.

Jing Mo sang Little Star to Zhao Zhao sixteen times, before Zhao Zhao fell into a deep sleep.

This time when Zhao Zhao fell asleep, it was different from before, her little face was covered with tears, this time Zhao Zhao's sleep was extraordinarily sweet.

From time to time, she closed her eyes and grinned, and several times, she even laughed out loud.

Seeing Zhao Zhao like this, Tang Su couldn't help but frowned with a smile.

She really hoped that this moment would be eternal.

It seemed that they were still a happy family. Even if she faced Jing Mo, her heart would never beat faster, her face would never blush. She also hoped that they would be together forever and never be separated.

But she knew in her heart that this was nothing more than her wishful thinking.

Jing Mo already has a fiancée, and he is going to get married soon, they are no longer a family.

Haicheng is really a bustling city, colorful and eye-catching. She is also in Haicheng, where she encounters better scenery and can have a more dazzling life.

But she still misses their small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, their home.

Because there is the warmest Jingmo in the world.

In this world, there will be no eternity.

A person like Jing Mo has a lot of things to do every day, and Zhao Zhao is already asleep, so it's not good for her to continue taking up his time.

She covered Zhao Zhao with the blanket, and said softly to Jing Mo, "Jing Mo, thank you tonight, thank you for making Zhao Zhao smile so happily."

"Zhao Zhao is asleep, so I won't waste your time, Jing Mo, you should go back too, get some rest earlier."

Jing Mo didn't speak, he turned around and walked out of the ward quickly.

She thought that he had gone back to work on his affairs, and he would definitely not come back again. After she was in a daze for a long time, she planned to close the door of the ward, and she also lay on the bed to have a good rest.

Somewhat unexpectedly, just as she was about to close the door, Jing Mo turned back.

Moreover, in his hand, he was carrying a medical bag, which contained sterile cotton balls, bandages, and powder to stop bleeding.

"Tang Su, sit down!"

When Jing Mo saw Tang Su standing there like a fool, he directly picked her up and put her beside the bed.

She was wearing socks on her feet, and at this moment, the socks had been stuck to her open wound.

When Jing Mo saw the socks tightly stuck to her wound, his pretty brows couldn't help but frowned again, especially when he saw her wound where a large piece of flesh had been scraped off, his brows frowned even more. An obvious wrinkle.

When he coaxed Zhaozhao, his eyebrows and eyes were warm, and he seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

But now, he looks very angry.

He didn't even talk to Tang Su anymore, he took the tools in his hand and quickly treated the wounds on her legs and feet.

He suddenly tore off her socks. Tang Su's lips turned white from the pain. He heard her panting. Although he didn't speak, the movements of his hands softened so much that she couldn't feel it. It hurts.

Jing Mo gave her a different feeling from Nangong Yin and Lu Huaizuo.

When getting along with Nangong Yin, she will always feel an indescribable awkwardness, and when getting along with Lu Huaizuo, her heart will always beat violently.

And when getting along with Jing Mo, there is a kind of family warmth.

It is indescribably comfortable, and there is also a feeling of quiet time.

I always think, just let time stop like this, and they will be with each other for a lifetime.

Tang Su raised her face, she quietly looked at Jing Mo in front of her, his eyes were very focused, faintly, there seemed to be some pity and concern.

Looking at Jing Mo in front of him, Tang Su suddenly had the illusion that they were still in that small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River.

It seemed that he still loved her the most, Jing Mo, and she was still the little girl held in his palm.

She remembered that in the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, once she went to pick flowers. It had just rained and the road was slippery. She accidentally fell down and a large piece of skin was wiped off her foot. Her feet, treating the wounds on her feet bit by bit.

If he had never left that small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, if he had never experienced the prosperity of Haicheng, if he could always love her and Zhao Zhao so much, Tang Su would be very happy even if he was used as a substitute for others all his life. happy.

When she woke up from a serious illness, her only memory was Jing Mo. All her joys and sorrows were related to him. He suddenly didn't want her and Zhaozhao. That was, a piece of flesh was plucked out from her heart. !
It may be that Jing Mo at this time is too much like the Jing Mo in the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, Tang Su couldn't help being a little hypocritical.

Facing Jing Mo in the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, she didn't need to pretend to be strong. If she was in pain, she could act like a baby, play tricks, and let him coax her unscrupulously.

The memory of the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River overlapped with the reality bit by bit, Tang Su seemed to have become the vexatious little girl next to him again, she flattened her mouth at him in aggrieved way, "Jing Mo, my leg And my feet hurt so much..."

The movements of Jing Mo's hands stopped, and when he raised his face, he saw the ugly monster with black spots on its face, and two lines of tears hanging on its face pitifully.

His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but want to say, "You're an ugly monster, whether you hurt or not has nothing to do with me!"

"Ugly people make troubles! Even if you die from pain, you deserve it!"

However, facing the mist in her eyes, he couldn't say such cold words.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't help rubbing her little head lightly, "Tang Su, I'll take care of it for you soon. After the medicine is finished, your wound won't hurt anymore."

He is so gentle...

Tang Su felt that Jing Mo in that small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River seemed to be back again.

After coming to Haicheng, she has been working hard to be very strong, but in fact, her heart is not so indestructible.

She once walked past him with her chin held high, saying that he was not good enough for Tang Su, but she wanted to take him home even more.

She couldn't help but threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Jing Mo, let's go home! From now on, don't leave me and Zhao Zhao again, okay?"

(End of this chapter)