Zhou Jingmo pinched the little pitiful man in his arms, and asked in a deep voice: "Can't you speak well?"
Yun Shu pursed her lips and pushed him away, without saying a word.
The two of them pulled and pulled, and Zhou Jingmo stuck her arm with force on his hands, trying to touch her eyelids.
But Yun Shu didn't know what he was going to do. Seeing him slap him, she subconsciously leaned back, grabbed the sheep toy on one side and sucked it on him.
"Hiss." Zhou Jingmo turned his head, raised his hand and touched his lower face, and a red mark appeared on the lower jawline.
It was the four-leaf clover bracelet on the sheep's neck scratching his face.
He turned his head and looked at her like that, his expression a little scary.
Yun Shu calmed down and stopped moving, and grabbed the sheep and looked at him nervously.
"I know how to be honest?" Zhou Jingmo said coldly.
Yun Shu bit the corner of her lower lip and whispered: "The bracelet you bought yourself."
"So I'm still blaming me?" He swept the sheep toy, grabbed it and threw it aside.
"Can you speak well now?"
She looked resistant, but at least she was honest and didn't struggle anymore.
Zhou Jingmo calmed down his tone and asked again: "What's wrong with the eyes?"
"Can't you see it?"
"Cry? Have a nightmare?"
"It's not your business."
"It's not my business? I think it's very much my business," Zhou Jingmo pinched her chin and touched her eyelids with his fingers. "How long have you been crying like this?"
"It's all your business..." She said that, and then she cried and turned her head to think that she would wipe away the tears immediately.
But her chin was still being pinched. Zhou Jingmo didn't allow her to turn her head, and just stared at her and tears flowed down her.
After a while, he hugged her in his arms and put his palm on her thin shoulder blades.
"Okay, I'm so swollen that I'm still crying."
Yun Shu's emotions came out, and she could persuade her with just one word. She buried her head in the side of his neck and cried happily.
Even more aggrieved than after running away from home last time, Zhou Jingmo felt soft-hearted, and the question that he had thought before, "Is it really a good thing to let her calm down like this?" has emerged again.
I'm afraid the one who cried was not what happened a few days ago, but he didn't show up these days, right?
He lowered his head and kissed her head, his voice slowing down again: "What a pity."
"It's very pitiful," she sobbed and raised her head, looking at him with tears in her eyes, "You want me to come from Ning Siyun, just as a pet? If you don't say you don't say you don't say you don't say you don't...
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Such accusation will only make people feel hot.
"Did I say I don't want you?" His fingers gently stroked the soft hair in her ears.
"But that's what you did. You don't explain, you don't comfort me, you don't come to see me. There is no one here, I don't know who to talk to. It was thunder that night, and I'm so scared..."
Tears were rolling in my eyes, my eyelashes were wet, and there were still tears falling on the top, which looked fragile.
She seemed to be trying to express her fear of not venting these days, and even a little incoherent, and even interspersed with a perfect sound, doubled the effect.
Zhou Jingmo found that he liked her appearance very much. The strange feeling of indescribable preferences being poked made him unable to help swallowing his Adam's apple.
"Are you finished accusation? Is there any?" He slowly approached, pressing his palm against the back of her head, and kissing the thin lips to remove a little tears from her cheek.
Yun Shu's crying paused for a second.
Then she buried her head in his arms and never looked up again.
The accusation continued, with a floating tone.
"You are so annoying. I was so uncomfortable that day. I wanted to hear you comfort me, but you just told me not to complain. If you didn't get off the bus with me, you locked me here alone. I can't know your news.
, I am like a frog that is just stuffed into a jar..."
Zhou Jingmo interrupted her with a chuckling: "Who compares himself to a frog? Well, good girl, get up and wipe her tears."
"I don't want it." Yun Shu didn't move, and her breathing became hot as she burst into tears. She felt a warm feeling when she buried her head in his neck like this.
Zhou Jingmo patted her back, looked at the kitchen and said, "Aunt Qiu is going to prepare the meal, don't you get up to eat?"
"don't want."
"What are you going to do? Just stick to me like this?"
Yun Shu didn't answer, so he decided the answer by himself.
"The monster spirit has become clingy spirit." He said with a funny look, holding the person up.
He looked taller than Gu Xing, but his arms were unexpectedly powerful. He could pull out his hands to draw tissue when holding her.
"Look up and wipe your tears."
Yun Shu went to take a tissue and wiped it by herself, just not looking up.
At this time, Aunt Qiu prepared a few dishes and brought out the soup that had been stewed a long time ago.
That is bone soup, which Yun Shu often drinks recently.
Zhou Jingmo held the man and sat at the dining table: "Can you get down? Just sit down when you have a meal."
Then he took a look at the soup and pressed it slightly on the palm of her back: "It's better than before. Aunt Qiu takes good care of you."
"Auntie is very good."
"So you should prove it to her if you are crying. If you ask you to look up, you will not listen. If you mention others, you will be positive."
Yun Shu: "No."
"Is it really up to me? Don't eat?"
"Can't you hold me when you have a meal?" she asked expressionlessly.
Maybe it was because I was so uncomfortable alone these days, Zhou Jingmo sighed slightly.
He usually pays attention to rules in his meals, because everyone in his family does this, and even if he coaxes a child, he doesn't have the reason to hold him to eat.
After thinking for a while, he still acquiesced to her entanglement.
"How do you eat? Feed you? Is it the same as a child?"
“…No.”
Yun Shu then got off him, and when she couldn't see his slightly regretful expression, she sat opposite her.
Aunt Qiu arranged all the food and served her a bowl of soup first.
She drank slowly and ate slowly. The whole lunch time was infinitely extended. After Zhou Jingmo had finished eating, she was still counting rice grains and scattering bites.
Zhou Jingmo looked at it for a while, frowned and preached: "Eat seriously, don't make trouble."
She chewed the meat and asked him, "Are you leaving after you finish eating?"
It turned out that he was afraid that he would leave too soon? Zhou Jingmo let go of his eyebrows and said warmly: "If you don't leave, can you eat delicious?"
Yun Shu changed to the normal speed of eating.
After dinner, she was next to him again, but she stopped crying, just lowered her head and didn't look at people as if she was a little embarrassed.
Zhou Jingmo's hands twisted the hair loose behind her back and said nothing to say: "It's time to cut the hair. Let's go out with me later."
"Um."
"What are you doing with your head down? Are you worried that I will leave? You won't say anything if you don't leave."
"Don't you think I'm complaining too much?" she said lightly.
He was so awkward to get over the old debt again, Zhou Jingmo hugged her and hugged her in his arms.
With the previous two times, he has done this kind of hugging now very skillfully and naturally.
If he saw her staying on the sofa as before and not approaching him, he would feel that something was missing.