The next day, very early on, Lin Mo felt someone outside his house. Even in the morning, she was still very scared. Things like burglary and the like flashed through her mind.
So she picked up the bracket she used to shoot the video, and was about to subdue the other party the moment the door opened.
Lin Mo closed his eyes tightly, clutching the bracket in his hand hard, and was about to smash it down hard, as if he was restrained by something.
"I'm going to murder my future husband this morning!" Mr. Z's voice suddenly sounded, and Lin Mo dared to open his eyes one by one. The stand is put down.
"Husband?" Lin Mo seemed to repeat subconsciously.
"Hey!" Mr. Z answered quickly, which made Lin Mo a little embarrassed, and there was a trace of blush on his sleepy face early in the morning.
"Mr. Z, why didn't I realize that you are such a Mr. Z?" Lin Mo rubbed her eyes. Many times she wondered if she didn't like Mr. Z that much. It's without makeup. (Mr. Z: That's because you got up too late)
"What is this like?" Mr. Z asked with a smile.
"" Lin Mo said after a moment of silence, "It's a bitshameless."
"In the future, you will know that face is more important than daughter-in-law." Z Xiaosheng said nonsense in a serious manner.
"I haven't agreed to be your girlfriend yet." The blush on Lin Mo's face proves that she is indeed moved, but in reality there are too many factors that stop them. If they are together now, they will indeed be very happy, but in the future What lies ahead will be even more difficult.
For some reason, Lin Mo suddenly remembered the high school recess many years ago. At that time, Mr. Z would sometimes talk to Lin Mo in a serious manner like a magician.
"I've done the math, your future husband's surname is Z."
At that time, Lin Mo asked Mr. Z with a look of admiration.
"How did you know?"
After the questioning, there seemed to be no more to follow. I only knew that the atmosphere at the time was really awkward.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? You haven't eaten yet." Mr. Z snapped his fingers and interrupted all Lin Mo's memories.
"How do you know I didn't eat anything this morning?" Lin Mo asked.
"Uncle and aunt are not at home, and you don't know how to cook, so you must have nothing to eat. Do you need to think about it?" Mr. Z said very naturally, "I don't know who once said that he would cook for me. It¡¯s all right, I even learned how to cook first.¡±
"Did I say that?" For this type of commitment, Lin Mo always has selective amnesia. Cooking is not difficult for her, but she is really lazy.
"Hey, some people always have selective amnesia." Mr. Z said.
"Hey" Lin Mo ate the meal that Mr. Z brought him in embarrassment.
? Seems to be back to the past again, when facing Mr. Z, she doesn't need to pretend, as long as she is happy.
"Let's go, I'll take you to work." After Lin Mo packed up, Mr. Z said, "But other people's makeup looks like plastic surgery, how about your makeup as if you only washed one face?" The key It takes less time than others.
"Eh" Lin Mo had an urge to unscrew Mr. Z's cap. "Next time you can't talk, just stop talking!"
Lin Mo originally thought that Mr. Z would be angry, but he didn't expect that the corners of Mr. Z's mouth were still slightly raised. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com