Shen Mo looked at the excited person in front of him speechlessly. If he said anything, she would marry her.
Huo Yu was excited for a while, then slowly lay down. Shen Mo's words seemed very ordinary, but why did she feel so sad
Huo Yu reached out to hold Shen Mo's hand, and gently rubbed the back of his hand with her soft fingers. This man was obviously much older than her, but why did she always feel more sorry for him
I was tortured by illness when I was a child, then I was condemned by my conscience, and then I felt helpless that I could not love but love.
Huo Yu pursed her lips tightly, and after a while, she said softly: "Shen Mo, I'm going to tell dad tomorrow that we don't have to worry about Huo Cheng. What do you want to do? I'll go with you, okay?"
The lights in the bedroom were dim, and Shen Mo and Huo Yu looked at each other. They didn't say a word, but they seemed to have spoken thousands of words.
His raindrops felt sorry for him... In this life, with her love and love, what did all the other hurts and tortures mean
Shen Mo ran his fingers through the still wet hair, raised her head, and kissed Huo Yu's lips very seriously and religiously.
He rarely kissed her like this, usually his hair was the most on his forehead. The number of times he kissed her lips like this could be counted on one hand.
After lingering for a moment, Shen Mo didn't go deep, just kissed lightly.
The deep voice was full of affection: "Huo Yu, don't feel bad for me, I have you, that's enough."
Huo Yu's eyes were filled with a layer of water. He looked at the man in front of him quietly and smiled. His red lips and teeth were beautiful: "Me too, I am enough with you."
Probably, they should be the couple with the least pursuit.
Shen Mo learned how to manage Huocheng Group because of Huo Yu, and Huo Yu learned how to paint because of Shen Mo.
They didn't say they wanted to start a career or become a painter. They just wanted to be by each other's side. They were really... not pursuing anything!
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Shen Mo resumed the management of Huo City, and Huo Yu returned to Shengxi to continue her studies. She had only been studying in Paris before, so she would not delay returning to continue her studies.
"Young Master Mo, these are some matters that Mr. Huo and Mr. Xi have dealt with before, and there are still some things that have not been dealt with yet."
"Hard!"
After taking the document from Cheng Yijing's hand, Shen Mo was silent for two seconds and said, "Inform the directors of each department and I will treat them to dinner tonight."
"OK."
Naturally, there were a lot of things to deal with when he took over again. Shen Mo didn't take a break until he got off work.
After dinner in the evening, when he returned to the villa, Huo Yu was painting, with paint in one hand and a brush in the other. He had two lines of paint on his face at some point.
"You're back?"
Shen Mo was a little tired and drank some more wine. He was not drunk, but his head was a little heavy.
Seeing his appearance, Huo Yu walked into the bathroom and twisted a cold towel for him. Only then did he notice that his face looked like a tabby cat, and he quickly washed it with water.
"There was something on my face just now, why didn't you tell me? It must be really ugly."
Shen Mo took the towel from her hand and smiled: "No, it's beautiful."
Huo Yu immediately raised his chin proudly: "Really?"
"Yeah, really."
Shen Mo reached out and hugged Huo Yu, and Huo Yu sat on his lap, wrapping his hands around Shen Mo's neck: "I'm about to turn 20, you promised to make it up to me, don't forget it. "