"Dad, oh—yes, we're together... well... see you later."
She ended the call solemnly and put away the phone.
Zhou Mo's deep eyes revealed certainty, and his voice was calm. "Can I go see Dad together?"
Song Anyi raised her head and glared at him. "You want to see my dad?!"
The speed of Professor Zhou's pursuit of women is the speed of light, and his attitude is indeed easy to misunderstand that the two of them have already achieved a positive result.
Zhou Mo lowered his head and kissed her lips, his voice low and seductive. "Isn't it possible?" Although the two lips didn't touch for a long time, the strength of the declaration was just right.
Song Anyi's cheeks were hot, and she was fascinated by the firm whirlpool in the man's black eyes. She nodded slowly and said softly, "Yes."
Her answer amounted to an indirect acknowledgement of the relationship between the two.
The anxiety of the past few days has finally been greatly relieved, Zhou Mo's eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head again, holding the back of her head with his big palm, and his thin lips were close to her tender lips. "I know you love me too."
The man's domineering announcement fell, and at the same time he sealed the pink lips he was thinking of. He kissed her, and opened her mouth with the tip of his tongue, grabbing her softness precisely and fiercely.
In this scene of kissing on the street, even if there are no paparazzi, there are still Xia Lihuan and Mu Yue who are waiting to watch the show—
Xia Lihuan held her heart and felt so moved! She took out her mobile phone and took a beautiful photo of "Domineering Collector vs. Pretty Butler with Long Legs" kissing in the street under the sunset light, and uploaded it to the university LINE group where she often eats hot pot together to announce to everyone that good things are coming. (Hotpot members are from the same department, seniors, sisters and brothers, all of whom are the beloved disciples of the old professor).
"It's so hot, aren't you afraid of irritating the old professor too much? He's eighty-five years old."
Xia Lihuan shrugged. "Isn't it too much for the senior? The kissing photos with Dr. Ji in the past few months will not be relatively small and fresh. The key point is that the senior Wang sold melons and passed it on himself!"
Mu Yue touched his chin. "The old professor is getting old and needs a little stimulation to get his heart moving."
This is absolutely false! Xia Lihuan rolled her eyes.
Zhou Mo knew that he wanted to see his future husband, even if he had a lot of thoughts about the delicious food in front of him (yummy means his wife, after confirming each other's feelings, his girlfriend was quickly promoted to wife), he had to put away his lust and obediently "go back to his parents' house". .
After the morning press conference, Zhou's mother called Song's mother. The two were good friends who had nothing to say and met late. Zhou's mother was only temporarily blinded by her subjective value. Speaking of which, the relationship between the two sisters quickly recovered, and they even went out for afternoon tea together in the afternoon!
But only now did he know how much grievance his daughter suffered. Song's father was very angry. He was restless all afternoon. He understood that young people had the thoughts of young people. How can a baby who is cared for in the palm of your hand be spoiled to such an extent? !
"I don't approve of you two being together."
Zhou Mo had just taken his seat, and his husband's refusal words were immediately thrown over.
Mother Song, who had just returned from shopping, winked at the side, and Song Anyi immediately understood that her father already knew everything.
She was a little gloat about misfortune, but she wasn't too worried. It was a good thing for someone to stand up for her, hum.
Zhou Mo sat up straight, with his hands on his thighs, with a serious face and a stern smile. "Dad, An Yi and I are truly in love."
One title almost made Father Song go away! "What do you call me?! Only my future son-in-law can call me that! Professor Zhou is too early to speak, and my Song family can't reach the top!"
Zhou Mo was not afraid, and Qing Jun's eyebrows showed a certain look. "Dad, I understand that you feel sorry for your mother's misunderstanding of An Yi. This part has also been clarified. I will show you in the future. I will hold An Yi in the palm of your hand and take care of her like you. I will be good to her all my life."
The mother Song on the side looked at Professor Zhou with admiration. It was obvious that the daughter described Professor Zhou as arrogant and hard-hearted, or did the daughter describe another Professor Zhou
Song Anyi, who had just brought the tea to the living room, blushed and felt a little embarrassed, but the first thought that flashed through her mind turned out to be: "Google God has taught him a lot".
Zhou Mo took the tea tray in An Yi's hand, placed a cup of tea gently in front of her husband, and said respectfully, "Dad, drink tea."
Father Song snorted coldly. "The tea is from my family, and the tea is brewed by my daughter. You don't need to borrow flowers to offer Buddha!"
Dad's hostility is very clear, Song Anyi only dares to sit next to Dad, not too close to Zhou Mo.
She picked up the teacup and made a soft gesture. "Dad, drink tea, don't be angry~~"
Father Song took the cup, and his daughter's soft voice finally made him smile a little, but when he thought of the grievances his daughter suffered, his whole heart ached, and he wanted to kill the Zhou family and have a good reasoning! But everyone is a civilized person. No matter how angry you are, Dad's distress can only be swallowed with the tea and the infarction in his throat.
"Do you really like him?" Father Song asked his little daughter.
Everyone was waiting for her answer, including the bright-eyed client.
He had asked her. "Do you love me?" At that time, she didn't want to make him too proud, so she didn't want to answer. Now my father asked, should she answer
If she doesn't know her attitude now, she believes that Zhou Mo may be kicked out of her house by her father with a broom in the next second...
"Dad, I really like him." She could only admit.
Father Song lowered his head and said nothing.
Zhou Mo stared at her closely, as if he could not wait to pounce on her!
She glared at him.
He gave a smirk like the arrival of spring.
Mother Song sighed, looking at this situation, the female university is not left behind, but as a daughter's father, it is only natural that he will be worried.
As a mother, even if it was a misunderstanding, she couldn't bear to have her daughter suffer such humiliation, but the misunderstanding by outsiders was temporary, and it was the most important thing that someone who loved her could hold hands for a long time. In the afternoon, I chatted a lot with Sister Emily during afternoon tea, and I also understood Professor Zhou's personality and feelings for her daughter. Once she fell in love, Professor Zhou would never give up. For An Yi, being deeply loved is also good thing.
Mother Song asked, "Can Professor Zhou play Go?"