Half an hour later, in the kitchen of the homestay.

Luo Wenmo and Sang He stood opposite each other, and both of them remained silent.

"you……"

"you……"

After a moment, two voices came out from both of them at the same time.

Sang He shook his hands gently, pursed his lips and said, "What's the matter?"

"I'm here to see you." Luo Wenmo explained softly, and while speaking, he was also paying attention to the changes in Sang He's emotions.

Upon hearing this, Sang He just nodded slightly but stopped saying anything.

The atmosphere between the two became very awkward again.

"Okay!" Mianmian nodded vigorously, as if she had received some important task.

She had long wanted to tell Luo Wenmo, but she had no choice but to broadcast it live, and her father took the video again, so she had to endure it.

However, he was still a little confused, why is Sang He still so cold to him?

Is it because his mother forced her to have a baby?

Thinking of this, Luo Wenmo still gave up Sang He's concerns.

In her heart, of course, the most important thing is that mother.

Meanwhile, the kitchen door was pulled open a small crack, and a furry head came into view from outside.

I am always afraid that someone will accidentally hurt Sanghe.

Sang He fell steadily into Luo Wenmo's arms.

Luo Wenmo's eyes were deep, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Mianmian subconsciously hugged Luo Wenmo's neck, and the atmosphere between the father and daughter was particularly warm.

The two of them were very close. Sang He was wearing pajamas and then experienced the big move of falling and being pulled up. The collar of the clothes was slightly tilted, just revealing her delicate collarbone.

only……

His thin lips moved, and he was about to say something, but he heard Sang He say coldly: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Fortunately, Luo Wenmo didn't care. His mind was full of joy in Sang He's mood.

Of course, Mianmian did not forget Sanghe. She looked back at Sanghe, then raised her head and said sweetly: "Mom misses her father too."

In desperation, she had to speak out: "Let me go."

After coughing lightly, Luo Wenmo asked, "Are you still happy here?"

Mianmian turned her head and looked at Sang He and said solemnly: "Mianmian can take good care of her mother!"

After hugging him for a while, Luo Wenmo didn't feel embarrassed and pretended to be nothing but withdrawn his hand.

"Yeah." Sang He replied in a low voice, without any intention of taking the initiative to continue talking.

Sang He's heart was instantly filled with warmth, and she reached out and rubbed Mianmian's head.

Looking at Sang He with heartache, Luo Wenmo slowly stepped forward, stretched out his arms, and wanted to hold Sang He into his arms.

[He left me behind when he came.]

Since she learned that Sang He was taking psychological treatment medicine, Luo Wenmo has a little bit of not knowing how to get along with her.

Luo Wenmo didn't know what she thought of again, but just looked at Sang He's appearance, his heart seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, making him breathless.

Luo Wenmo took the lead in looking over, and what caught his eye was Mianmian, who was as cute as porcelain dolls.

But Sang He's eyes suddenly became clear and he calmly avoided Luo Wenmo.

It’s not that she has never regretted it, but she really doesn’t want to repeat the same mistakes. Compared to those invisible things, it’s far less true than the real company.

What's more, although she has come out now, when she sees Luo Wenmo, she will inevitably think of her dark time and the dead baby. She can't even see her biological father until she dies.

"No matter what, I don't agree to the divorce." Luo Wenmo slowly said this.

Hearing my mother's heart, Mianmian tilted her head and showed a sweet smile at Sang He.

After all, he was still a child. He forgot what happened just now. Hearing this, he replied softly: "Mianmian wants to go to the bathroom, but he didn't see his mother, so he came down to look for it."

"Dad, Mianmian miss you so much." Seeing Luo Wenmo at this time, Mianmian smiled sweetly, and then hugged Luo Wenmo's thighs.

Sang He raised his eyes and looked at Luo Wenmo.

Luo Wenmo seemed to have not heard what she said, and still hugged her like this, because only in this way could Sang He listen to him quietly.

"Dad misses you too." As he said that, Luo Wenmo leaned over and hugged Mianmian.

Luo Wenmo smiled gently.

Sang He also noticed that Luo Wenmo was strange, but she didn't think much about it.

Sang He suddenly felt that Luo Wenmo really hated and wanted to share some of the love.

Sanghe: "..."

Luo Wenmo looked up at Mianmian and asked, "Mianmian usually needs to take good care of her mother."

Sang He was a little surprised for a moment.

She loves her father because of her mother and her father is really good.

But she couldn't blame Luo Wenmo. If it weren't for her, her baby wouldn't have been...

Even she herself did not realize that Mianmian was a very, very important existence to her.

He opened his mouth slightly, his low voice sounded even better on the quiet night, "I have already handled my mother, the divorce matter...you should think about it."

Thinking of this, Sang He smiled bitterly at the corner of his lips.

Even his biological father didn't even know her existence.

Sang He's face had returned to normal color. She asked without answering, "Why are you coming down?"

【Is it me to take care of Mianmian?】

"Mom and Dad, what are you doing?" Mianmian opened the door and walked in, asking innocently.

She never expected that Luo Wenmo went over to see her because she was happy.

What he said was true. Bai Wanchang has never called her again since Luo Wenmo found him and expressed his attitude last time.

Sang He was a little uncomfortable when he was staring at her, and a blush appeared on her fair cheeks. She struggled for a while, but found that Luo Wenmo hugged her very tightly.

Sang He's pupils suddenly tightened. Just when she thought she was going to have an intimate contact with Mother Dadi, her slender wrist was pulled by Luo Wenmo. Then Luo Wenmo tried his best and brought Sang He up.

Luo Wenmo put his hand on Sang He's waist and rubbed it carefully.

"I have decided, I don't need to think about it anymore." Sang He turned his eyes away and fell on the furnishings beside him.

I don’t know if Xiaotuanzi will wake up. What if I see that she is not by my side and are afraid of worrying?

Maybe because of some concern, Sang He didn't pay attention to his feet, and he tripped and fell forward uncontrollably.

Taking advantage of Luo Wenmo's lack of concentration, Sang He hurriedly broke free from his arms.

Sang He raised his eyelids and looked at Mianmian with a smile on his face.

After standing up straight, he took care of his slightly messy hair and clothes.

Sang He pulled the corner of his mouth, and the three of them didn't continue talking about this.

After staying for a while, Luo Wenmo put Mianmian down, then stretched out his big hand and patted Mianmian on the head, saying, "Okay, you guys hurry up and go back to bed. Isn't there still a task tomorrow?"

"Yeah, goodbye dad." Mianmian waved obediently.

Sang He didn't make a sound, and was about to pull Mianmian away when Luo Wenmo's low voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Sang He."
Chapter completed!