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【106】Fortunately it's you

So...does this mean she likes Jun Sutian?

Squatting in the kitchen of the villa, Yang Mo packed away the utensils for baking cookies. Suddenly she felt like a housewife, as if she was doing it for her husband...

A pair of arms silently hugged her waist from behind, and then pulled her, and her whole body suddenly fell into a wide embrace.

"Ah..." Yang Mo whispered, feeling her ears warm, and the familiar cold voice sounded low in her ears.

"Why don't you let the servants clean up?" Jun Sutian asked.

"I can just clean it up myself. There is no need to trouble the servants." Yang Mo said, "It will be cleaned up right away."

"Want me to help you?"

"Then just help me wash these utensils."

Yang Mo said casually, not thinking that Jun Suzhen really knew how to wash. However, what surprised her was when he actually picked up the utensils and started washing them under the faucet.

The fingers are as long and slender as an artist's. They seem so incompatible with the washing action, but they are also strangely coordinated.

Weird feeling.

Yang Mo stared blankly at Jun Sutian, who was standing in front of the sink. At this moment, he was wearing a beige shirt and casual trousers, looking like a homely man. When she first saw him, I was afraid that she would be confused anyway.

She would not believe that one day she would see this cold and arrogant man doing such a thing in front of him because of her words.

It wasn't until she saw that his sleeves were wet due to the water flow that she came back to her senses and said quickly, "Don't move yet, I'll roll up your sleeves."

"Okay." He stopped as expected.

She walked up to him, first untied the cuff of his left hand, and then carefully rolled the cuff twice and pushed it up.

She rolled up his sleeves very carefully, and he lowered his head. From his angle at this moment, he could see the center of her head, her downcast eyes, the tip of her small nose, her slender neck, and the hanging

The silver necklace around her neck.

He had an impression of this necklace. He had seen it when he helped her change clothes and when he kissed her neck.

"Do you like this necklace very much?" he asked suddenly.

"What/?" After rolling up his left sleeve, she went around to his right side and rolled up his right sleeve in the same way.

"Do you like the necklace hanging around your neck?" Because he always saw her wearing this necklace.

Yang Mo paused and slowly rolled up Jun Sutian's sleeves, then raised his hand, took out the necklace from his neck, and put the pendant in his hand, "This is a gift from my father when I was a child.

My necklace, now, I always wear as an amulet."

His expression changed slightly. At first, he had investigated her information and found out that her father died when she was five years old.

"Amulet?" He murmured lowly, took her hand, and looked at the necklace pendant in her hand. It was an oval silver pendant with a rose flower pattern engraved on the surface. It was very delicate.

, and the most exquisite thing is that on the left side of the pendant, there is a small gear, similar to a combination lock.

To make a pendant like this, it usually needs to be customized.

"Is it custom-made?" he asked.

She nodded, "It was my fifth birthday gift from my father."

"Are there photos inside the pendant?" He once thought that he would no longer be curious about anything. But it seemed that as long as it was related to her, he couldn't help but be curious, curious about things related to her.

Everything, curious about what he doesn't know.

"It's a photo." Yang Mo said, "I put a photo of my father in it." She said, carefully pressing the small gear on the left side of the pendant, once, twice, three times... and kept turning it for the seventh time.

When I arrived, the pendant was opened. On both sides of the ovals and on one side was a hollow space, which contained a photo of a man who looked to be in his 30s.

Jun Sutian looked at the person in the photo quietly. Is that her father? The man who gave her life. Without this man, wouldn't she exist?

So, will his destiny become someone else?

Just thinking about this possibility in his mind, he felt that he couldn't bear it! It was like, his destiny should be her, it couldn't be anyone else, and he didn't want to be anyone else!

"Fortunately, it's you!" He hugged her suddenly, buried his face in her shoulder, and murmured lowly.

"What's so lucky?" She felt as if all the air in her lungs was about to be squeezed out. His embrace was too tight, and his arms were like steel bars, surrounding her waist and

Her back made her almost breathless, and the bones in her body seemed to be rattling.

But he didn't answer her words, he just murmured to himself, "It seems that I can't imagine it was someone else. If it weren't for you, what would I be like?" Maybe he would never realize that he could be like that.

To care about someone so much.

"Mo." He put his lips against her neck and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Fortunately, you are the one who can make me fall in love with you."

It's not someone else, it's just her! In the past, maybe he wouldn't care who his life depended on.

But now, it can only be her! I just want it to be her!

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Her father's photos can bring back too many memories for Yang Mo. Whenever she feels sad and scared, stroking the chain and looking at her father's photos seems to give her endless courage.

"Our Momo is the bravest child, so don't cry!" These were the last words her father said to her.

Father, what he wanted to see was her happy appearance. So, she tried not to let herself cry, as if she was fulfilling her father's wish.

Her body still retained the touch of him hugging her, and she couldn't help but hug her back when he hugged her, and when he said that luckily, the person he could fall in love with was her.

he.

Her hands passed through his armpits and hugged his waist.

His body, slender and straight, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and straight legs, is like a masterpiece carved by God. Just standing like that will give people a feeling of ultimate beauty.

If you like the famous family, please vote for the gold medal for this article. Thank you. I will try my best to write the famous family well and present a different senior cadre campus story [152]. In the last two lines of chapter [152], Mu Xueqiang’s pen mistakenly wrote Hua Zi
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