Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 521 Banquet (2)

A sudden cold male voice startled the crowd around the little boy taking pictures.

The deep male voice didn't have any warmth, it coolly permeated everyone's ears and reached to the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone shuddered unconsciously, and turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

A man wearing a mask stood there with a cold aura. He put one hand in his pocket and looked sharply at this side. The powerful aura on his body made people feel fearful.

"You, you are..."

"Since others have already rejected it, you should just leave, right?" The man spoke again, and the words from his thin lips were unkind, like sharp arrows,

Several people's faces were a little ugly, because Ye Moshen's words were too ugly.

"You, why do you say that about us? We just took pictures and didn't do anything to him, you..."

One of them pushed back fearlessly, but in the middle of the conversation, Mo Shen's cold eyes shot at her, and she was so frightened that she swallowed all the words behind, and then said pitifully: "I, I see, I will immediately Just delete the photos on your phone."

After speaking, she took out her mobile phone and deleted all the photos she just took in front of everyone, then turned around and left.

The masked man in front of him is not an ordinary person at first glance, and the people invited by the Han family are either rich or noble. Before coming, the family told her not to cause trouble, so she should leave quickly.

The one who took the lead just now was obviously a little unconvinced, but seeing that everyone else deleted the photos and left, it was hard to say anything.

She angrily took out her mobile phone and deleted the photo just now, and the others hurriedly followed the deleted photo and left.

After the crowd dispersed, Ye Moshen withdrew his eyes, sneered inwardly with disdain, and then turned to leave.

It's really not quiet anywhere.

So he never liked this kind of occasion, and if he hadn't had to, he wouldn't have come here in such a dress.

After walking two steps, a childish voice came from behind.

"Thank you uncle."

Ye Moshen's steps stopped like this, and after a moment of silence, he turned his head slowly.

Under the faint light, a small figure stood there. He was wearing a small suit prepared by adults, but he was wearing an inappropriate cartoon mask on his face.

mask? ?
Ye Moshen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the pair of eyes like black glass beads exposed behind the little boy's mask.

For some reason, Ye Moshen felt that these eyes had a feeling of deja vu.

Where have you seen it?
Xiaomi Dou Chaoyemo smiled deeply, and reminded in a childish voice: "Uncle, I am thanking you."

"..."

Ye Moshen came back to his senses, and said in an indifferent voice: "So?"

There was a slight surprise in those glass-bead-like eyes, and after a while he said seriously, "When others apologize, shouldn't uncle say, you're welcome?"

Hearing this, Ye Moshen sneered, his tone still cold.

"You're welcome?"

Xiaomi Dou nodded, then walked towards him with short legs, stopped in front of him, and waved to him.

Ye Moshen stood there with a cold face.

"Uncle, can you bend over?"

Ye Mo frowned deeply, and said displeasedly: "What the hell are you doing, you little fellow?"

"Oh, I think the mask Uncle wears is so special, so I want to study it, okay?" After finishing speaking, Xiaomi Dou immediately looked at him with pitiful eyes, looking very expectant.

For some reason, Ye Moshen became inexplicably irritable when he saw his eyes making such a gesture, and reprimanded in a cold voice: "Speak well, stand up straight!"

Xiaomi Dou was startled by him, and panic flashed across his black eyes.

"uncle?"

"As a man, how can you show such an expression and eyes?" Ye Moshen scolded him displeasedly like an elder, completely forgetting that he was only meeting this child for the first time.

"Oh." Xiaomi Dou stared at him blankly, "Can uncle teach me?"

"Hey, let me teach you?" Ye Moshen narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Can you afford the tuition?"

Xiaomi Dou pursed her lips and nodded vigorously: "My mommy is very rich."

Suddenly mentioning his mommy unexpectedly, Ye Moshen actually became a little interested, he slowly squatted down in front of Xiaomi Dou, his voice was still cold: "Your mommy?"

"Yes, my mommy is rich, so can uncle teach me?"

Ye Moshen stared at him thoughtfully. He was far away just now, but now he was getting closer. Ye Moshen found that there was a faint familiar aura about him. His thin lips moved before he could speak. Then I heard Xiaomi Dou say again: "Uncle, can I touch your mask?"

"Can……"

No...

In fact, Ye Moshen said so in his heart.

Ye Moshen is not the kind of caring person, how could he agree to such a rude request from a child.

But today he made an exception to save the little guy in front of him, and even agreed to his request to touch his mask.

After he agreed, the broken kid actually reached out and reached for the mask on his face.

He frowned, looking at the white and tender little hand, which looked so soft that he actually had the urge to touch it.

Ye Moshen: "..."

What the hell was he thinking?
Just as he was thinking, Xiaomi Dou's hand touched his mask.

Even through the mask, he could still feel the touch. Ye Moshen was rarely so close to people, so he stepped back uncomfortably. Who knew that when Xiaomi saw him backing away, he actually reached out with his hand. He poked at his mask again.

"Hee hee, do you want uncle to touch me too?"

"No need."

Ye Mo refused coldly.

Xiaomi Dou continued poking at his mask, seemingly enjoying himself.

Snapped--

Ye Moshen grabbed his soft little palm impatiently, and instantly marveled at how a child's hands could be so soft?Softer than cotton.

"Uncle?" The little guy looked at him with his head half tilted as if curious. The cartoon mask on his face made him look extra cute.

cute……

Ye Moshen always thought that putting this adjective on boys was a kind of humiliation.

Whether it is an adult man or a minor man.

So in the past he was very shameless about these things.

But now... he actually thinks that the little guy in front of him is very... cute? ?

Ye Moshen was a little confused, squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Didn't your mommy teach you not to get too close to strangers?"

"Why?" Xiaomi Dou tilted her head again.

"Because strangers are generally not good people."

"I believe my uncle is a good man."

The little guy's soft voice fell into Ye Moshen's ears, and he realized that his voice was completely soft.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he looked down at the small palm in his palm.

"Why do you believe that uncle is a good person?"

(End of this chapter)