Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

"Can you invite Miss Su to have dinner with you?"

"OK, you make fun of me again." Su Mo tooted his small mouth, seemed dissatisfied, then bit his fingers and bowed his head for a while.

"Well, Miss Ben, let's have dinner with you." as soon as she said it, she couldn't help laughing. She put her hand over her mouth and tried to hold back her smile.

"OK, I'm waiting for you tonight." an Qingyang shook his head helplessly. Even if Su Mo became a mother, his character hasn't changed. He is still lively and straightforward.

After hanging up, he hurried through his work. As soon as it was time to get off work, he immediately picked up his briefcase and left the company.

He drove to pick up Su Mo, called downstairs to inform Su Mo to go downstairs, and began to wait. After waiting for half a minute, I was a little impatient. I looked at my watch and looked out of the window.

A few minutes later, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. It was su mo.

Su Mo wears a simple white T-shirt with a pair of jeans, which is simple and lively. Wearing light makeup and holding a little doll in his hand.

The little doll is very delicate. She is wearing a milky white skirt, with her hair scattered and a hair hoop. Her face is full of smiles. It seems that she is talking to Su mo.

Su Mo sees an Qingyang and beckons to him. An Qingyang gets off the bus. The little doll next to Su Mo immediately runs to an Qingyang and hugs an Qingyang.

"Uncle, you're coming." an Qingyang picked up Yumo and Yumo kissed an Qingyang's face.

"Yes, have you listened to your mother these days?"

Feather foam's small head straight: "yes, I'm obedient."

Su Mo walked to them and smiled. He always felt that they were a father and daughter, and he was like a passer-by watching.

Su Mo patted an Qingyang on the shoulder: "well, stop talking. Where are we going to eat?"

"Hmm..." an Qingyang thought for a moment, turned his head and asked Yumo in his arms, "what would Yumo like to eat?"

Feather foam rubbed his belly and Wei qubaba said, "I want to eat the new steak shop over there, but my mother said it was too expensive and didn't take me."

Then she winked at an Qingyang, and an Qingyang's heart suddenly sprouted.

"Will uncle take you to eat today?"

"Ah -" Su Mo felt something wrong and came out to retort: "how expensive it is. You are too used to this child."

"It's all right." an Qingyang smiled at Su Mo, very gentle and elegant: "I have money, let the children have a good meal, let's go."

The three people were fighting and walking in the street. Plume was inserted between Su Mo and an Qingyang. The three people held hands, just like a family of three.

After the three came to the restaurant, an Qingyang ordered two steaks and three glasses of juice according to the taste of plume.

"Eh? Why are there only two steaks?" plume asked foolishly. He looked at other tables and was greedy.

An Qingyang smiled and whispered in Yumo's ear, "you're still a child and can't eat so much, so eat with your uncle, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Yumo nodded happily. She was very smart and whispered in an Qingyang's ear, "then why does Mommy eat one?"

An Qingyang scraped his small nose: "little fool, you see your mommy is so thin. How can you eat more?"

Plume nodded vaguely.

"What are you two talking about behind my back?" Su Mo was a little helpless. They whispered to each other. Did you pay attention to her or not!

"No, no!" Yumo's fleshy little hands covered his mouth, as if there was a little secret.

"You'll know later." an Qingyang picked up the plume and asked her to sit up straight, waiting for the arrival of dinner.

After a while, the steak came up.

Su Mo subconsciously pulls a steak in front of him, gracefully cuts off a piece and puts it on Yu Mo's mouth. Who knows, feather foam not only didn't eat, but also shook his head.

"No, Mommy, uncle said, this steak is yours."

"Hmm?" Su Mo wondered, "what do you eat?"

"Of course I eat with my uncle!" plume happily pulls an Qingyang's arm and looks at an Qingyang with an expression of praise.

An Qingyang touched Yumo's small face: "well, Yumo is very good." instead, he looked at Su Mo's skinny arm: "look at you, how thin you are. Eat more."

Su Mo looked at the steak in front of him and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "but I can't finish such a big one."

"It's all right." an Qingyang smiled, revealing a row of white teeth and curved eyes: "if you can't finish eating, pour it out. You're so economical, you should be reluctant to give up? So eat it obediently."

Su Mo wants to cry without tears, but he can only follow an Qingyang.

After dinner, the three men took a walk in the street.

Chatting, an Qingyang suddenly looked at Su Mo seriously. Su Mo was a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and waved in front of him: "what's the matter?"

"Hmm..." an Qingyang was silent for a moment: "look at the license. When will you get it?"

As soon as he heard that it was a license, Su Mo's little face suddenly turned red, lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing Su Mo's silence, an Qingyang continued, "this matter has been put on hold since Yu Mo got sick last time. Why don't you get it again sometime?"

"Get the certificate? Yes, yes!" Su Mo didn't say anything, but the feather foam child jumped out and was more worried than Su mo.

"Mommy, get the certificate earlier. You don't want Yumo to have no father all the time, do you?" Yumo uses the bitter meat meter, and his small eyes blink. It's very cute.

In Yumo's heart, his mommy and uncle are just made for each other, and he also wants them to be together.

An Qingyang was very satisfied with Yumo's practice. He rubbed his big palm on Yumo's head: "Yumo is so good." instead, he looked at Su Mo seriously: "the children said so. When are you going to get the certificate?"

Su Mo kept his head down and didn't dare to respond. Because in my heart, I always feel ashamed of an Qingyang. After all, over the years, an Qingyang has been taking care of himself and Yumo and silently contributing to our mother and daughter.

When an Qingyang got home, he saw that Su Mo was worried and felt that something bad would happen, but he couldn't tell what he was worried about.

So the atmosphere in the room was dull and terrible. In order to activate the atmosphere in the room, an Qingyang took the lead in saying, "what's the matter? Who made you unhappy today? How worried?"