His wife's voice was a bit high.
It seems that the relationship between the two is very close.
Cheng Anning trembled and stood expressionless outside the window without giving him any reaction.
Mo Yu didn't seem to have much patience with her, and didn't wait for her to say anything. He just put on his seat belt, started the car and wanted to leave.
Cheng Anning stood in front of him and reminded him coldly, "This is my car!"
"Is there a difference?" Mo Yu stopped driving and turned his head to look at her lightly.
Cheng Anning really wanted him to drive her car, but as an adult, she couldn't say such childish words.
To outsiders, it seemed as if she was jealous of Fang Chixia and deliberately made things difficult for her.
"No difference." After staring at him for a while, she pursed her lips, pulled up the car and sat in the passenger seat.
After she fastened her seat belt, Mo Yu slowly started the car and drove to Luo's house.
Fang Chixia was a talkative person, and she had a good relationship with everyone in Jueye. She kept chatting with Mo Yu in the car.
Mo Yu is actually not a talkative person, at least, Cheng Anning has always thought so in the many years she has known him.
However, Xu was led by Fang Chixia, and he could talk a lot in front of her.
The two people's voices never stopped from the hospital to Luo's house.
Cheng Anning was completely exposed from beginning to end.
She turned her eyes to the window and rested her head on the window glass. She took a nap and forced the two people's voices to filter out of her ears.
She didn't know when Fang Chixia got off the bus.
When he woke up, he was already outside the gate of Mo's house.
Mo Yu got out of the car first, opened the door, and bent down as if preparing to carry her out.
His arms were already stretched out, but when he saw her suddenly waking up, he probably didn't expect it. He was stunned for a few seconds, and the hand that was almost touching her waist was dropped by him.
Bending down, he straightened his trousers as if nothing had happened.
He patted the dust that was not there at all, straightened up, and walked in front towards home.
Just one sentence came from behind, "Come in, I have something to tell you!"
Cheng Anning was stunned, not understanding what he meant.
Mo Yu didn't explain, but took a few steps back, grabbed her hand, and pulled her towards the house.
After entering the house, he didn't even bother to change his shoes, so he half dragged and half pulled her through the hall, upstairs, back to the master bedroom, and slammed the door.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Cheng Anning turned his back with a cold expression.
"Is it a coincidence that I met Chi Xia today?" Mo Yu walked towards her step by step and stood in front of her, forcing her eyes to only look at him.
"Otherwise, what do you think, Master Mo?" Cheng Anning raised her eyebrows and raised a hint of sarcasm on her lips.
Mo Yu crossed his arms across his chest and did not answer her words, but just stared at her calmly with narrowed eyes.
His gaze was not as sharp as Luo Yibei's, as if one glance could tear someone apart.
His eyes were clear and cold. If Luo Yibei's were like sharp knives, his were like sharp winds. Although they were not as scary as the former, they still sent chills down Cheng Anning's back.
He stared at her for a long time, as if studying the truth of her words.
After a while, his face suddenly tilted in her direction, and his fingertips pinched her slender chin.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Anning looked at him warily and leaned back.