Almighty Star Daddy

During the meal, Chen Yuehong gave Han Mo a wink and wanted him to serve Shu Ya more food, but Han Mo kept pretending not to see it. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

Chen Yuehong has been reprimanding her son "Shaft" with her eyes.

Han Mo ignored his mother. He knew too much about the pain that he couldn't eat it, and other people tried so hard to put food in the bowl and couldn't help but eat it, so he didn't want to put such pressure on Shu Ya.

More importantly, Han Mo knew in his heart that female stars like Shu Ya should pay attention to their diet, especially dinner, they usually don't eat a lot. Mom and Dad's double-edged sword today is full of hard dishes. Calories, if Shu Ya eats too much, she will have to exercise to consume the excess calories when she goes home at night, and he doesn't want Shu Ya to work hard.

Of course, this is all his mental activity, and others don't know it.

Especially Shu Ya even saw that her aunt wanted Han Mo to serve her vegetables, but Han Mo pretended not to see it. Are you so unwilling to serve me food? Shu Ya muttered angrily in her heart.

Chen Yuehong single-mindedly matched Shu Ya and Han Mo, she had long seen that Shu Ya still wanted to get back together, but unfortunately her stupid son had never been enlightened.

What can I do? My son doesn't want to serve food, so he can only serve it himself, and she tries hard to serve Shu Ya. After a while, a small hill was piled up in Shu Ya's bowl.

Han Mo's guess is right. In order to maintain her figure, Shu Ya doesn't eat much at night, especially high-calorie foods. If she eats too much one day, she will definitely consume the calories by exercising before going to bed. She is right My body is very strict.

Shu Ya looked at the bowl full of all kinds of meat, and was embarrassed to refuse Chen Yuehong's kindness. She could only bite the bullet and put it in her mouth, but she was silently calculating how much more exercise she would need to go home for a while.

Chen Yuehong and Han Jun kept saying, eat more, eat more.

Shu Ya nodded politely and agreed, but Han Mo could see at a glance that she couldn't eat it at all.

"Can't eat it? Give it to me." Han Mo whispered, then he stretched out his chopsticks and took the "Xiaoshan" full of Shu Ya's bowl into his own bowl. He didn't say much, and started to eat.

Chen Yuehong didn't understand why her son not only didn't pick up the dishes, but also grabbed the food from others' bowls. She was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to speak, Han Jun gently kicked her under the table. He swallowed the words again, and continued to eat without saying a word.

Only Shu Ya knew that Han Mo was helping her, and said softly, "Thank you." Her eyes were full of gratitude.

"Dad, Xuanxuan can't eat it, can I serve it for you?" The little guy poured the vegetables from his small bowl into his father's bowl.

Before Han Mo could refuse, the little guy had already emptied his small bowl. There was no other way, Han Mo also ate all his daughter's leftover vegetables.

The little guy used clinging tactics, and refused to get down on his mother's body. Shu Ya could only accompany the little guy until Xuanxuan fell asleep very late, and Shu Ya quietly walked out of the small room and prepared to go back.

Shu Ya didn't drive and was about to call the driver to pick her up. Han Mo's low voice stopped her from behind, "I'll take you back."

No one else helped this time, and it was very late outside. Han Mo felt that he should send Shu Ya back, so he did so.

Shu Ya was afraid that she would be polite to Han Mo, so she immediately agreed and said shyly, "Okay, thank you."

The two were alone in a closed environment, and there was an ambiguous breath in the air, which was a little stuffy.

Han Mo lowered the car window slightly, revealing a small gap, the evening wind slowly blew into the car, and the few strands of hair hanging on Shu Ya's chest fluttered in the wind.

Shu Ya casually stroked her long hair to the right side of her shoulder, and her beautiful collarbone was clearly visible under her slender neck.

Han Mo glanced at the rearview mirror, retracted his gaze, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and lowered the car window again.

Shu Ya only cares about her anger, and Han Mo doesn't take the initiative to speak. She doesn't care that she is beautiful at the moment.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Han Mo Sweeping was calling from Meng Si, so he pressed the speakerphone directly.

Meng Si's first sentence of "Little Momo" called Shu Ya shuddered, but Han Mo was used to listening to it and looked indifferent, Shu Ya pouted, if she hadn't understood Han Mo and Meng Si, she would have thought they were have what.

Meng Si called and told Han Mo about the meeting with Zhang Youcheng today. He described it very interestingly, mainly describing how two people from Guangdong and Hong Kong looked after knowing that Han Mo had written so many songs, and Xiao Pang's The assist made Shu Ya endure it until she didn't laugh out loud.

It wasn't until the end that Meng Si returned to a serious tone, "Whether to write a song for Zhang Youcheng or not, it's still up to you to make your own decision, I won't tell you first, I'm going to take a beauty sleep, so don't be rambunctious outside, the child is sleeping. , why are you hanging out alone, you don't know how to behave."

"Okay, that's it." Han Mo knew that Meng Si was serious and wanted to talk nonsense again, so he hung up the phone.

Meng Si's phone call gave the two who wanted to talk to each other, but couldn't find the right topic, something to talk about.

"Do you know Zhang Youcheng?" Han Mo asked.

Shu Ya smiled and pinned the strands of hair on her temples behind her ears, revealing a faint dimple on her cheek. "Of course I know that the singer-songwriter of Guangdong and Hong Kong has released many Cantonese albums and has a high reputation in the music circle. However, he has never released a Mandarin album, and he is less well-known in the northern capital."

Han Mo said "Oh" lightly, he didn't know much about Zhang Youcheng, but Meng Si didn't directly refuse, but it should be difficult to refuse to kick him.

Shu Ya said with a smile, "Are you hesitant to write a song for Zhang Youcheng?" Her tone was particularly soft and matched the atmosphere in the car at the moment, which made it very comfortable to listen to.

Han Mo smiled and asked casually, "Then do you think I should help him write?"

Shu Ya poked at the minibus, frowning slightly, and earnestly helped Han Mo with his ideas, and whispered, "Usually Peng Ye will help me filter the work first, and then pass it to me if he thinks it's okay, and let me do the second one. The second choice depends on the time. I think Meng Si should be the same, so he didn't directly reject it for you, he must think that if time permits and you are willing, you can help Zhang Youcheng write songs."

Han Mo nodded in agreement, "Then would you like me to help him write songs?"

Shu Ya was stunned for a moment, a blush climbed up her cheeks, and she played with a strand of hair at her fingertips, "Will you not write to him if I don't want it?"

"Well, don't write." Han Mo didn't know Zhang Youcheng at first, so it really doesn't matter whether he writes or not, and it has nothing to do with money. Han Mo, who was analyzed by Shu Ya just now, also thought of it, so he really wanted to hear about Shu. Ya's opinion.

Shu Ya's cheeks began to turn red and hot, she coughed lightly and deliberately concealed her emotions, "Zhang Youcheng personally came to Beidu to invite a song, and it's really not good to directly refuse, and listening to Meng Si's meaning is also very sincere, or else Let’s help him write one this time.”

"Okay." Han Mo agreed casually.

Shu Ya's eyes were slightly startled, she raised her chin, and she decided to say everything, "However, you have to promise me, this is the last time I'm writing songs for others, and I won't be allowed to write songs for others in the future. Write songs."

"Okay." Han Mo still happily agreed.

"You, don't you think about it?" It's not allowed to write songs for others, even Shu Ya thought it was too much, but Han Mo agreed without thinking.

Han Mo smiled and said, "Don't think about it, you won't write if you don't allow it, I don't care."

Shu Ya deliberately turned her head to the car window, snickering in her heart, Han Mo was afraid that Shu Ya would close all the car windows again, and the inside of the car would be covered with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Suddenly Shu Ya's delicate voice broke the silence.

"Do you still like me?"

Han Mo didn't speak.

Shu Ya was shy and didn't dare to look at Han Mo. She turned her head to one side on purpose. She didn't wait for Han Mo's answer for a long time. She turned her head to Han Mo angrily, "Why don't you answer my question."

"I don't want to answer such a stupid question." Han Mo said helplessly.

"Where is it stupid? You say it."

"I don't know if I like you or not, but from time to time I will think of your stupid appearance, and then I will laugh happily. I know you may be in danger, and I want to find you without thinking about anything. I always feel that the song is full of dreams. It's you."

Shu Ya's graceful eyes flickered, and her nose turned red.

"Aren't you stupid, why don't you tell me if you like me?" Shu Ya shouted with a weeping voice.

"Like a person is not said by mouth, but is proved by one thing that has been done." Han Mo said.

Shu Ya was not convinced, "Then why do you like Xuanxuan and tell her every day that Dad likes you so much, Dad loves you."

"She's so young, how can she understand if I don't tell her to coax her." Han Mo felt that what Shu Ya said was both angry and funny.

Shu Ya pouted her pink lips and said in a low voice, "I'm too young. If you don't tell me, I don't understand." After speaking, she turned her face away again and looked out the window, with a happy smile on the corners of her mouth. meaning.

Han Mo was a little helpless, and made a light "oh".

"I don't care. I chased you last time, and I confessed first. This time you want to chase me." Shu Ya pretended to be angry.

Han Mo thought about it and said, it was a bit difficult. He really didn't take the initiative to chase people, but he fell in love with Shu Ya. Before he could figure out how to confess, Shu Ya spoke first, so Han Mo was chasing people. Things are a blank slate. "I can't chase people, why don't you teach me."

Shu Ya bit her lip angrily, not wanting to talk to Han Mo anymore.