Su Jiayao's hands clenched into fists. She looked at Su Mo's face. Tears filled her eyes. She tilted her head slightly, took a deep breath, and forced herself not to cry.
With his back to the two people, his voice was obviously trembling: "I don't know how to cook. This is my first time. You can just make do with it."
In fact, it's just a simple Western-style meal.
Jin Qiu smiled and wanted Su Mo to put her on the sofa, but Su Mo held her stubbornly and sat on the sofa, wrapping her in his arms. He never glanced at Su Jiayao and just kept walking.
He took a glass of milk and handed it to Jinqiu.[
Jinqiu took it and drank it slowly. Su Jiayao always lowered her head.
She felt that she was redundant here.
He even felt a sting in his heart. He didn't like this feeling. In the past, she was the one who cuddled up to Su Mo and enjoyed such treatment. Why did she change her position now?
She lowered her head and buried it very, very deeply, and her tears fell on the plate one by one.
Jinqiu is very smart. She can guess that the girl is crying without looking.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with loving someone, especially for a woman like her who has loved her before and loved her in such an embarrassing and broken way. Naturally, she can better understand Su Jiayao's heart.
It's a pity that love can't tolerate a third person. Su Jiayao may really love Su Mo deeply, but how can she let go of such deep love?
No matter how smart Jin Qiu was, she didn't know how to persuade Su Jiayao. She could only squeeze Su Mo gently, put it close to his ear, and whispered: "Mo, don't do this, let me down."
."
In fact, Jin Qiu feels that she is really kind. Perhaps after everyone has experienced life and death, kind thoughts will surge out.
When Su Mo heard her thin voice, his whole body trembled. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Su Jiayao. He found the woman's slightly trembling shoulders, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Su Mo finally put Jin Qiu on the seat next to him. He put some distance between him and Jin Qiu, with a look of indifference on his face.
