Chapter 407: How could she dream of Uncle so much? (1/2)

His mind about Tan Mo is no longer simple.

Every time I see Tan Mo, I feel even worse, and I can't help it at all.

But he can't help but see.

Before seeing Tanmo, Wei Zhiqian felt that he was about to be depressed.

He would rather endure the pain of suppressing himself after seeing Tan Mo, than to endure the uncomfortable inside and out when he couldn't see her.

Of course, he...don't want to suppress his feelings anymore.

Just in the car, he held Tan Mo in his arms.

He didn't want such a gentleman, he even wanted to rub Tan Mo into his arms.

But he was afraid of scaring the little girl, and didn't want to take advantage of Tanmo's defenselessness to him.

Just now at the door of Tan's house, Tan Mo's face is in front of him, between centimeters.

As long as he moved forward a little bit, his lips could touch the little girl.

Whether it's cheeks or those Q soft and sweet lips, you can touch it.

Only he himself knew that he endured and endured, and stopped at that position without further enduring.

She even raised her hand and squeezed her cheek instead, just to cover up her current emotions and thoughts.

I haven't seen him for such a long time, after I saw Tan Mo again today.

Because I found out before, I couldn't help thinking about her all the time.

I think her emotions have not been relieved, but worse.

After making up his mind and no longer tolerating, Wei Zhiqian even felt a lot more relaxed.

Along the way, fingertips tapped the steering wheel with ease, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth could not go down.

He even hummed a few times.

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After Tan Mo took a shower, he went to bed fragrantly.

She wants to go to bed early and get up early tomorrow to go to the old house.

The two elders get up early, so she doesn't worry that if she goes too early, she will disturb the two elders' rest.

And even if you leave home early, you still have to count the distance from Tan’s home to the old house.

When I go to the old house, it is nine o'clock in the morning at the earliest.

Tan Mo puts on himself a steam blindfold.

The eye mask began to heat slowly, and it gave off a faint lemon scent.

It smelled like the corners of Wei Zhiqian's lips.

After a while, Tan Mo fell asleep in the warm and faint fragrance.

There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the dream, she returned to the door of the house.

The street lamp at the door of the house is still shining, shining brightly.

Wei Zhiqian stood in front of her.

”Uncle?” Tan Mo exclaimed in surprise.

I didn't expect to see Wei Zhiqian in my dream.

It must have been a long time since I finally saw it today. She missed her uncle so much, so even in her dream, it was the scene before they parted.

Just as before the parting, Wei Zhiqian suddenly bowed his head and approached her.

I don’t know why it’s so strange, I’m clearly in a dream, like experiencing another life, I’m completely involved, I don’t know I’m dreaming.

In the subconscious mind, Tan Mo knew that he was dreaming.

Since she was dreaming, her courage became stronger.

When facing Wei Zhiqian earlier, she was embarrassed to look at it, holding her breath, feeling nervous.

But now, since she was in a dream, she boldly looked at Wei Zhiqian directly.

He opened his eyes wide, and saw his lips from Wei Zhiqian's eyes, to his Adam's apple, and then to the chest muscles across the shirt.

But even in a dream, because he was outside, Tan Mo was not ashamed to untie his shirt directly.

However, Tan Mo had the courage and poked Wei Zhiqian in the chest.