Flash marriage into love:Hello,my cold husband!

Cloud ink to the photo of the man, just a look, and quickly put the photo into the page.

He sighed deeply. His eyes were gloomy, painful, and even hateful. But it was only fleeting and his mind was in a mess. When he thought of the man in the picture, many sad things in the past floated in his mind, but he soon recovered his bad mood.

He lifted his hand and brushed his slightly wet hair on his cheek. He squeezed a smile. "I have something else to do. Go to the study. You can go to sleep first."

"Ah Mo?" Qiao Xiaoan is worried.

But he took the book with the picture, surrounded by the bath towel, turned away without clothes, and walked toward the door of the bedroom.

Never come back.

Qiao Xiaoan followed his heels and saw him sitting in front of the desk in the study, unfolding the book and looking at the man in the picture all the time.

Behind him, is the black bookcase, the black curtain, in front of him, is the gray white sofa, the gray carpet.

Even with his gloomy face, the atmosphere of the whole study was suppressed.

In the study, the only bright spot is the pot of swallow's paw on the desk, and the sunflower in front of the desk, which grows bright green and rich.

But still can not suppress the cloud ink around the body sent out the cold.

Qiao Xiaoan was lying at the door of the study, looking at him and biting his lip, "Mo, are you ok?"

He lifted his eyes and looked up. He was smiling at her, but he was very sad. "I'm ok. You should sleep first."

"How about I pour you a glass of water?" She was asking what he meant, but only his silence, as if he was soon lost in thought.

She had to make her own decision. She made a cup of lemon tea and placed it carefully at his desk.

"Ah Mo, what's the matter with you?" Grandfather told him not to ask him about his father. She kept it in mind.

"It's OK. I want to be alone."

"Ah Mo, actually..." She bit her lips, trying to break the dull atmosphere. "In fact, I feel better when I say it."

His eyes were thick and gloomy.

But just looked at her and said nothing.

She had to reluctantly smile, tiptoe said, "then I go back to the room, do not disturb you."

It's more than one o'clock in the night.

A cool breeze came from the window.

The curtain of the cloud curtain in front of the window was rolled up by the wind.

Qiao Xiaoan turned to the usual position and reached for a touch, but it fell into the air.

In the blink of an eye, there is no mo around.

She got up in a little panic.

Did Mo never go back to his bedroom, or did he come back and go again?

Quickly got up, looked at the two bathrooms, no mo figure.

So she put on her pink Kitty slippers and went to the study again.

Far away, I saw the orange light in the study, falling to the ground.

The desk lamp is in front of yunmo's desk. When she left, he turned on the lamp. After she had a sleep, he still had the lamp on and was still sitting in the chair.

Still just around a towel, leaning in front of the desk and chair.

He was covered with orange lights.

The figure of his strong and strong, but also his cold and depression.

Joe was sure that his father must have made him sad.

Otherwise, he won't sit here for a long time, for a long time, without saying a word.

She walked over, took the picture of his father from his hand, squatted in front of his knee, and looked at him with pain in her eyes.

"Ah Mo, shall we go back to the room?"

"JOJO He took her by the shoulders, took her up, and let her sit on his legs. "You won't leave me, will you?"

“……” She was a little surprised.

It's because of the man in the picture that I feel so sad.

Why should I ask her such a sad question all of a sudden.

In her surprise did not answer at the same time, his grip on her shoulders significantly increased.

Tightly, tightly grasping her shoulders, shaking.

And he said, "Joe, you're not leaving me, are you?"

She bit her lip and nodded heavily.

He seemed to be relieved and sighed heavily.

The next moment

He straightened up, took her face, and suddenly kissed her lips.

"Mo, what's wrong with you?" She talks nonsense.

But he didn't answer anything, just more gently and fondly holding her face, kissing her, kissing her.

Now the two people's posture, just he under her.

He sat in the chair and she sat on him.

Obviously, he felt more and more enthusiastic, and his body was getting hotter and hotter.This is the middle of the night.

On this chair.

He and she, for a long time, ups and downs.

At last, he reclined on the back of his chair, and she fell on his shoulder.

He and her heavy breathing sound, bump together, continuous.

"Amo." She side of the head, close to his chest position, listening to his still vigorous heartbeat, murmured, "can you tell me, what's wrong with you?"

“……” He sighed again.

"Is that man in the picture, father?"

After a while, he said, "he doesn't recognize my son."

Qiao Xiaoan raised his head from his chest, looked at his sweaty cheek, and frowned slightly.

He stroked the back of her head and pushed her back into his arms.

"When I was five years old, he didn't want this family, he didn't want my mother."

“……”

"No more granddad."

“……” Qiao Xiaoan is even more puzzled about what cloud father has done to abandon the people of the cloud family.

"Joe, I haven't thought of him for a long time. This picture is just accidentally seen by you. "

"Ah Mo, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask more. I will always be by your side and never leave you."

“……”

"If you are willing to tell me about the past, I will listen carefully and be your loyal audience."

"Joe, I'm sorry, I haven't told you about him."

"It's OK. I just hope you don't get so upset."

They held such a embracing posture that they didn't want to separate for a long time.

Yunmo opened her heart for the first time and talked to her a lot.

"He and my mother were engaged by grandfather. At that time, Yunshi was facing a crisis. His grandfather and grandfather were friends of the world. The only condition for him to help him through the difficulties was to marry my mother

“……”

"But he had people he liked, and he was a childhood sweetheart, but grandfather didn't agree. And that person is my aunt, grandfather's youngest adopted daughter. "

Hearing Qiao Xiaoan here, I suddenly feel that things are so complicated. When I think of Deng Jiaru, who is gentle and elegant, I feel a little pain in my heart.

She raised her head and looked up at Mo with a gloomy face. "But mom likes dad, doesn't she?"

Yunmo nodded.

"Is that Aunt Yun Qian, the mother of Yun Er Shao?"

"No, that's the big aunt. The younger one is my grandfather's adopted daughter."

"Now my father is with my little aunt?"

"Well."

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