Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

After venting her emotions, Yumo finally stopped crying. She wiped the tears on her face and leaned tightly against Su mo.

The petite body can't help twitching, and there are some tears in the dark eyes. The whole person looks like a deer, which makes people unbearable distressed.

After Yaozi parked the car in the parking lot, she turned around, looked at the down and asked, "Yumo is good, tell aunt, why are you alone in the kindergarten?"

Plume, who had stopped crying, suddenly filled her eyes with tears. She looked at Qu Baba, the Yao Ziwei, and said, "that's because Uncle Qingyang didn't pick me up."

She blinked her eyes, such as fan's eyelashes wet with tears, and her mouth tooted up, which was very wronged.

When Yao Zi heard this, her face immediately changed. She stared at Yu Mo and asked, "you mean an Qingyang didn't come to pick you up?"

The volume of her speech was raised several degrees directly, and the frightened plume shrank back. She looked at Yaozi's eyes and nodded firmly.

Hearing her answer, Yaozi was angry immediately. Her eyebrows wrinkled and her eyes were full of anger.

"What's going on? What does an Qingyang want?"

After scolding, Yaozi looked at Yumo and asked softly, "has Momo been bullied alone?"

Her eyes are gentle and distressed, which makes people put down their uneasiness.

Plume looked at her, shook her head and whispered, "no one bullied me in the kindergarten, but I waited too long."

Her voice choked when she said the last sentence.

Su Mo took her in his arms and comforted her softly: "Yumo is good, not afraid, my mother is here!"

She gently patted plume's shoulder with love in her eyes.

The warm dependence made Yumo's mood rare to stabilize. She shook her head and squeezed out tears in her eyes.

"Mom, godmother, don't worry, I haven't been bullied in kindergarten."

After she finished, Su Mo picked up a handkerchief to dry the tears in her eyes.

She coaxed as she said, "Mo Mo is good. I'm not afraid. My mother is right here."

I don't know if it was her comfort that overreacted, and Yumo became particularly wronged.

She twitched and said, "but I've been waiting alone for a long time. I'm so tired."

After she finished, she leaned against Su Mo to make a debt, and couldn't help but want to sleep.

Su Mo held her, gently held her little body in her arms, and gently comforted, "Mo Mo is good, and will be home in a minute."

Yumo was so sleepy that she closed her eyes. She looked at Su Mo and Yaozi and smiled. Then she closed her eyes and fell asleep against Su mo.

Su Mo had to hold her back. It was when she grew up that Yu Mo's weight was not light. Su Mo felt laborious holding her with both hands.

Yaozi looked more angry. Her face was full of dissatisfaction with an Qingyang, but the sleeping plume kept silent.

"Don't be too angry. I'll call Qingyang again."

Su Mo sighed, his eyes full of disappointment and confusion. Seeing her say so, Yaozi was embarrassed to talk more.

Yaozi walks in front of Su Mo and opens the door for her, but the questions in her mind are also expanding. She wants to know where an Qingyang is good. It is so worthy of Su Mo's trust.

Her eyes were full of confusion and effort, and she came to Su Mo's door unconsciously.

When she opened the door, Yumo just woke up. She rubbed her bleary eyes, looked at Yaozi and smiled. Her black eyes twinkled and loved.

But after three seconds, Yumo continued to sleep. She had been crying in the car for a long time, and had been making trouble for a while when she waited for Su Mo in the kindergarten, and spent most of her energy.

"Mom, Dad." she whispered unconsciously, holding her Su Mo, her whole body was stiff, and her face was stunned for a moment, but she soon adjusted.

The man's face and figure flashed in her mind. The man who was so tall, handsome and worthy of her reliance actually carried her away at the end.

Su Mo quickly took Yumo to bed. She shook her head and threw out all the memories in her brain.

Yaozi also heard the voice of Yumo. Her eyebrows frowned and the time came to mind.

Her anger relaxed, as if she had been tired all day and could no longer put forward half of her energy.

Su Mo picked up his cell phone and called an Qingyang, but the phone showed that the other party was not online and couldn't dial.

After making several calls in a row, no one answered. Su Mo was a little upset. She put down her cell phone and looked at Yaozi coming with coffee. Her eyes were full of confusion.

Yaozi gently put the hot coffee in her hand on the table of the two people. She looked at Su Mo and asked: "is an Qingyang still not taking it?"

Su Mo picked up the sugar and put it into the coffee. He bowed his head and replied, "yes."

The tone was slightly unstable, but his face was full of helplessness and disappointment. Yao Zi couldn't continue to say anything. After all, they were childhood sweethearts and their relationship was not generally deep.

An Qingyang, who had just finished the meeting, finally had time to see the information on his mobile phone. He took out his mobile phone as he walked.

The slender legs were wrapped in suit pants. Every step was strong and powerful. The obsession in the eyes of the assistant standing on one side had to show.

An Qingyang walked on the road. His eyes stayed on his mobile phone. His eyes were full of confusion.

He forgot to pick up Yumo and went home. It was already 7 p.m. and Su Mo's missed calls were all on the mobile phone screen. The panic and fear in his eyes came into full play at that moment.

He picked up his coat and rushed downstairs to the parking lot. He wanted to find Su Mo and explain all this.

He called Su Mo while walking, but Su Mo refused to answer. There was only one idea in his mind. He couldn't lose Su Mo!

But the assistant who had been following him suddenly rushed to him and said, "Mr. an, wait a minute. You still have a meal tonight. There is the mayor's daughter. This meal is very important!"

The assistant vaguely guessed what he was going to do, but he couldn't confirm it.

An Qingyang glanced at her with indifference and disdain in his eyes. His tone was irritable and said, "help me push off tonight's schedule."

After an Qingyang finished, he continued to walk forward, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, stopped again, looked back at the assistant and said, "the mayor's daughter asked me out alone."

His eyebrows were full of potential and pride, and the alienation in his eyes made his assistant dare not go beyond half a step.

The assistant stood in place and looked at his back. Instead of taking a half step forward, he turned and left to finish for him.

An Qingyang made several phone calls one after another, and finally Su Mo was willing to answer them.

Her tone was rather flat. She was cooking noodles in the pot. She took her mobile phone and asked impolitely, "what can I do for you?"