After a while, Jiang Ci said, "Don't worry about it for now, I'll deal with it."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Mo, and Lin Mo seemed to have a close relationship with him.

I immediately understood what he meant.

Tomorrow, it may be officially announced.

...

After the dinner, Lin Que originally wanted to follow Hei Xu's people.

But Lin Mo missed him a lot, so he left him in the hotel.

That night, Lin Que successfully spent time with his mother, and realized his first time more than two years later, and the two slept in the same bed.

Dad lives next door.

night.

Lin Que and Lin Mo were lying, and both looked at the ceiling and did not sleep.

Lin Xiaoque asked his mother, "Mom, are you a little nervous because you are going to play tomorrow?"

Lin Mo put his hands outside the quilt, his eyes empty, and he looked at the ceiling.

"No, I just feel a little bored."

"Momo? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lin Xiaoque showed a worried look.

Lin Mo shook his head, "No, hey, maybe he's nervous."

For some reason, she felt... a little empty.

The kind of feeling that something is not very described but is empty seems to have something to happen.

It's really not very comfortable.

"Do you want Lin Que to tell you a story?" the little guy suggested seriously.

In the past, Lin Mo told him stories.

Now, it was his turn to tell Lin Mo.

Lin Mo turned his head and glanced at him, and smiled, "Can you tell stories?"

"Hmph, I can still tell jokes."

“Oh? For example?”

"Mama, listen." Lin Xiaoque began to tell jokes to Lin Mo seriously.

"Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong made an appointment to meet in the playground, but they both had concussions."

Lin Mo: "?"

So cold?

Seeing that his mother had no reaction, Lin Xiaoque was a little embarrassed, so he followed up with the second one.

"There is a hen who can talk. One day, a person asked it, hen, what is your name? The hen replied: My hen."

Lin Mo has gotten this time and applauds with great shame.

Lin Xiaoque was happy and continued immediately.

"There is a child who is ranked fourth in the family. Everyone calls him Fat Four because he is very fat, but he doesn't like people calling him Fat Four because he doesn't regard himself as Fat Four."

Lin Mo laughed out loud.

"Where do you think of these?"

“On the Internet.”

"You can go online at such a young age?"

"I can." Lin Xiaoque blinked his eyes. He didn't dare to tell his mother. In fact, he... he just didn't long ago, black fans' accounts on Weibo...

But, he didn't say it.

He thought that if he said that, his mother's love education would be online again.

"Moma, can you tell me the story between you and your father?" Lin Que wisely changed the topic.

"Didn't you say it before?" Lin Mo was puzzled.

"You told me before that the grass on my father's grave is two meters high." Lin Que really didn't want to admit that this was a story his mother made up to fool him.

He believed it so much back then.

Until later, every time he asked his mother different questions, but it was all related to his father.

But my mother always answered differently.

He began to express his deep suspicion of his mother's stories.

When Lin Mo heard this, he was embarrassed and reluctant to admit it, "Ah? Is there any? Have I said that? I don't?"

Lin Que: "You said your father's mother gave you a million and asked you to leave him."

Lin Mo: "Oh, this, the right life, the right lie, this is a kind lie, you know?"
Chapter completed!