The King’s Return

When waking up the next morning, Qin Mo found that he was actually embraced by Xiao Han again.

The half-breed handsome boy slept very well, his hands and feet all wrapped around him, and seemed to treat him as a pillow.

Qin Mo raised his head and looked at each other carefully. Xiao Han's eyebrow arch was a bit high, and his nose was very tall. The Caucasian gene from his mother gave his contours a tough and capable European and American handsome. It looks like the sculpture is carefully carved, and when quietly asleep, it looks like a handsome marble statue in front of the church.

——You can rely on your face to eat and run to play e-sports.

Qin Mo reached out and gently touched his pretty nose, and found that he frowned slightly, Qin Mo just pinched his nose.

Xiao Han, who was unable to breathe, opened his eyes, and found that someone was bullying him—Qin Mo, was pinching his nose, and the expression of studying the tactical lineup was studying his face.

Xiao Han grabbed Qin Mo's hand, opened his mouth and said, "Are you going to murder your husband?"

Qin Mo took a moment and immediately retracted his hand, his face flushed slightly: "Don't use words arbitrarily, I just think that your nose looks better than a cosmetic star. Is it a fake pinch?"

"It's not fake, I haven't adjusted my face." Xiao Han said seriously, "I'm a born beauty."

"... You're enough! Do you not speak Chinese without idioms?" Qin Mo was about to laugh at him. The murder of his husband and natural beauty came out early in the morning. Fortunately, he did not use "Shenyu Luoyan" "Close the moon "Shame flower" is a strange adjective to describe the appearance of a man.

"Born by nature, sinking fish and geese, these are all girls." Qin Mo explained, "don't use it on men."

"Oh, how do you use idioms to describe men who are more handsome?" Xiao Han asked.

"The appearance is like Pan An." Qin Mo couldn't think of a better word for a moment, so he just said one casually.

"Who is Pan An?" Xiao Han was very good at learning, and he had to ask questions every time he heard a new idiom.

"It is a particularly handsome man in ancient China." Qin Mo paused, and urged, "As the deputy captain of the Mo decider team, you should try not to use idioms when interviewed by reporters in the future."

"Okay." Xiao Han smiled, watching Qin Mo said, "I listen to the captain."

Facing his gentle eyes, Qin Mo's cheek was slightly warm, and he shifted the topic, "Get up to eat."

Lying in the bed early in the morning to discuss the use of idioms, just like the old wife and his wife ... wait, his Chinese is also being biased by Xiao Han, the old wife and his wife are not so used!

The temperature on his face was still rising, and the whole body was a bit strangely hot. Qin Mo immediately lifted the quilt, got up, got out of bed, and walked to the small balcony in the bedroom to open the curtains.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on him through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making his back look extraordinarily clear and upright. Xiao Han patiently embraced his urge to hug him from behind and walked to him and asked, "The ticket to Changsha has not been booked yet. You see, are we going today or tomorrow? "

Qin Mo thought about it and said, "Book a ticket tonight. I want to go to Shanghai during the day."

"What to do in Shanghai?"

"See my parents." Qin Mo looked back at the other person, paused, and said, "Also, see Dr. Jiang."

Xiao Han didn't speak.

"That night, when I was talking on the balcony, did you actually hear?" Qin Mo stared directly at the other person's eyes, "I saw your corner when I turned."

"Well, I heard you say Dr. Jiang." Xiao Han didn't plan to hide.

"How much did you know about that year?" Qin Mo asked.

"Almost everything," Xiao Han said.

Qin Mo was silent for a moment before pretending to say easily: "Thank you for not comforting me."

"You don't need verbal comfort." Xiao Han stared at Qin Mo's eyes and said seriously, "You need a teammate who goes side by side."

——Xiao Han's understanding, understanding, and respect made Qin Mo have to be moved.

——Instead of someone else, knowing the truth of that year will definitely ask him with sympathetic eyes, "Have you got your hands?" "Has it been a hard time in recent years?" Qin Mo actually didn't want to listen to these words of sympathy Fortunately, Xiao Han said nothing.

——Because Xiao Han understands him, the greatest support for a proud man like him is action, not those pale comforts.

——I come to be your deputy captain. This sentence is worth more than ten thousand words of comfort.

Qin Mo took a deep breath and turned to look out the window: "It's all over."

Xiao Han also looked out the window: "Well. There is no need to mention the past, but the future is more important."

The two looked at each other and looked at each other with a smile. This kind of spirit made the Qin Mo feel extra warm, and the gentle sunshine sprinkled on the body. In the past few years, in order to restore the difficulties experienced by his hands, there was another person who was unable to move. The sadness of both hands seemed to disappear under the sun.

The cold heart shone into the sun, and Qin Mo's face returned to self-confidence. His gaze firmly said, "Yes, more importantly, the future."

"I'll accompany you to Shanghai." Xiao Han said, "then we fly directly from Shanghai to Changsha."

"Okay. I just took you to meet my parents."

When chatting before, Qin Mo said that his parents were traveling abroad, and now that his parents were in Shanghai, he was obviously lying. Xiao Han did not pierce Qin Mo's lies, because he knew that Qin Mo said that at the time, but did not want to mention that sad past—his mother was a dancer, but now she can only sit in a wheelchair.

***

Today there was no power outage at home. Qin Mo went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Xiao Han after washing. Xiao Han took the initiative and said, "I'll come."

Qin Mo looked back at him curiously, "Do you still cook?"

Xiao Han smiled, "It will be a little bit, the craftsmanship is not very good, and I will learn slowly later."

My father was a lawyer. He was busy all day and night. Xiao Han learned to be independent when he was very young. However, when he grew up in the United States, he mostly cooked Western-style dishes such as fried eggs, bread, steak, and fruit salad. Chinese food is more complicated and he will not make it at present, but he will learn slowly in the future. Qin Mo's hand, Xiao Han didn't say anything, but it still felt uncomfortable when he thought of it. Such a pair of hard-to-recover hands shouldn't deal with vegetables and tableware in the kitchen. What if Xiao Han accidentally cuts it with a kitchen knife?

Xiao Han quickly prepared two plates of fried eggs and brought them to the restaurant. The fried eggs were golden in color and fragrant, and Qin Mo took a bite to bite, and praised: "It's delicious."

"Do you like fried eggs?" Xiao Han asked.

"Um." Qin Mo nodded. "I'm usually lazy at home, and I only eat bread in the morning."

"It's not enough to eat bread. I don't have enough nutrition. I'll make omelette for you later." Xiao Han passed the hot milk to him again, "Drink some milk."

It feels good to take care of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo was a bit too skinny, so he had to make him a little fatter. Thinking about this, Xiao Han secretly made a plan in his heart. Since Xiao Mo loves fried eggs, he has to do it every day after returning to Changsha.

***

Xiao Han bought a high-speed rail ticket with a mobile app, and the two arrived in Shanghai at 11.30 noon.

Qin Mo ordered a special car to go to his parents' residence in advance. His parents bought a two-storey cottage in a leisure villa in the suburbs of Shanghai. The environment of the community is very good. The trees are lined with flowers, and the embellishment of rockery, flowing water and ponds makes this place a suitable place for the elderly , The pace of life is extremely leisurely, in stark contrast to the bustling urban area.

Along the way, many old ladies and old ladies walked hand in hand, the picture was particularly warm and beautiful.

When they came to the villa, they saw a middle-aged man pushing out a wheelchair.

The woman in the wheelchair was Qin Mo's mother, Zhou Lan, who was once a famous dancer. Qin Mo is 21 years old, and Zhou Lan must be over forty years old, but her face looks quite young. She looks like a woman in her thirties. She has smooth skin and no wrinkles on her face. . Even if her legs couldn't stand, she still wore a nice blue dress instead of a sick uniform. Her hair is cut short, and short hair is very demanding on the face shape. Many girls cut short hair is not good-looking.

The man next to him was Qin Mo's father, Qin Yu. He had a straight Chinese character face, handsome facial features, and a smiling look.

The value of the couple is so high that it is no wonder that Qin Mo looks better as he grows longer.

Qin Mo immediately walked over after seeing Zhou Lan: "Mom, are you going out?" He said and took the wheelchair from his father.

Zhou Lan said: "It's too boring to stay at home and come out to bask in the sun."

Qin Mo said, "Then I will push you to walk."

Zhou Lan turned her eyes on Xiao Han. She looked up and down the young man in front of her, and asked with a smile, "Is this Xiao Xiao?"

Qin Mo introduced: "Yes. This is my friend Xiao Han. I just mentioned to you in WeChat to bring him over."

Xiao Han politely said hello to the two elders: "Uncle Qin, good Aunt Zhou."

Zhou Lan's eyes were very gentle, looking at Xiao Han and saying, "I've heard Xiaomo mention you before, are you a mixed race, right?"

Xiao Han nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Lan looked back to Qin Mo: "Is the value of the players playing e-sports so high? They are more handsome than I have ever seen at the Film Academy."

Qin Mo said: "He is a special case. Few other teams are so handsome."

When Qin Mo was bragging about his handsomeness in person, Xiao Han's mood was so good that he almost flew up.

Qin Yu's expression was more serious. He looked at Xiao Han and said, "Let's go here for lunch first, and then go to the hospital after dinner."

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