Gu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he is fine.
When Si Monan woke up, Gu Mo was sitting beside his bed and looking at her: “Gu Mo?”
“Are you awake?” Gu Mo looked at him with concern: “Do you feel any discomfort?”
Si Mo Nan suddenly smiled: “Sure enough, you only look at me like this when I’m down.”
Gu Mo raised his hand and twisted his arm: “Si Mo Nan, please respect life.”
He raised his eyebrows: “I have always respected life.”
“Then don’t talk nonsense to me in the future, I don’t want to listen.”
“I didn’t mean to threaten you, but your performance made me think of this.”
“Then I’ll go now, it’s okay if I don’t show it to you.”
Gu Mo stood up and left, Si Monan pulled her sideways, with a sad voice: “Don’t go, Gu Mo, don’t leave me.”
She looked back at him with a look of helplessness in her eyes.
With a strong arm, Si Monan pulled her to his side and hugged her into his arms.
She fell beside him, struggling to get up, but was held tightly by him.
“Don’t move, can you stay with me quietly for a while? I’m really… very uncomfortable.”
Gu Mo gritted her teeth, she reminded herself in her heart.
Just this time, only this time, not the next time.
In the afternoon, guests came to the house.
The nanny had already opened the door, and a thin woman in a black dress and black high-heeled shoes walked into the entrance.
When Gu Mo saw the person coming, his whole body trembled.
It was Jiang Yingshuang.
Five years have passed, and Jiang Yingshuang has gone through many vicissitudes.
A woman in her forties, no matter how you look at her, she is just a mid-mature girl.
The unique charm of her body in previous years has long since disappeared.
It can be seen that this woman should have experienced many things over the years.
She looked at Gu Mo, although Gu Mo was thirty years old, compared to herself, Gu Mo was still so beautiful.
Even because of the growth of age, there is a touch of elegance on the face.
Standing in front of Jiang Yingshuang, Deng’er said, “Auntie, are you here to see my great-grandmother, or to see my uncle Si? My uncle Si is sick, so he can’t see guests now.”
Jiang Yingshuang pursed her lips and smiled at Deng’er: “What’s your name, kid?”
“My name is Deng’er. Deng, who ascended the throne as the emperor, is not a light bulb or a stool.”
Gu Mo walked up to Deng’er’s side and rubbed Deng’er’s little head.