Chapter 390 (2/2)

”Do you want me to bring something to grandma?”

”What do you want? Just take me?”

”Well, it makes sense.”

”Of course, who am I?”

”But I always think it's not very good not to bring some gifts.” Gu Mo Han showed an embarrassed expression.

”No, grandma is childless. She always treats me as her own daughter. It's like insulting her to bring her some gifts. It's better not to.”

”Then buy a toy for Lele. Don't all the little boys like racing cars or something.”

”Don't be fooled by these things at a child's age. It's bad to bring him down accidentally. Boys should be poor.”

Gu Mohan stopped and looked at Yuan Han's expression.

”What are you looking at me for?” Yuan Han saw Gu Mohan looking at himself with a strange expression.

”Nothing. I just think you have more and more temperament.” Gu Mohan refrained from laughing.

”What temperament?” Yuan Han silently his face and didn't feel any change.

”It's a middle-aged aunt's family temperament.” Gu Mohan couldn't help laughing. ”I didn't mean to. Ha ha ha. I really couldn't help it.”

Yuan Han's face twitched a little. ”I... Obviously think of you! I even said my middle-aged temperament! I'm really angry!”

”No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

”Hum!” Yuan Han turned and ignored Gu Mohan. ”Just go back by yourself.”

”No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Gu Mohan looked at Yuan Han with a flattering appearance. ”Go home, go home.”

”You'll know the taste later!” Yuan Han fantasizes that he can beat Gu Mohan to death, but how can he bear to do it.

”Come on, little princess, hurry home.” Gu Mohan pushed Yuanhan forward.

”I'm so tired. I'm tired and sleepy.” Yuan Han felt that his legs were filled with lead and couldn't move forward.

”Come on, I'll carry you.” Gu Mohan squatted in front of Yuan Han. Let Yuan Han climb up his back smoothly.

”Really?” Yuan Han jumped on Gu Mohan's back. Sure enough, the perspective of one meter eight is different. Everything is much clearer from top to bottom.

”You asked 'really' and climbed up by yourself. You said no. your body is quite honest.”

”I'm just asking you one thing. Anyway, I'll come up in the end. There are still rules and procedures to follow.”

”You little devil, what are you thinking all day?”

”In short, it's right not to miss you.”

This back is really generous and comfortable.

”Who else do I miss?” Gu Mohan knew that Yuanhan had only himself in his heart.

”I miss my family, Lele, Ann and grandma.”

”Just don't want me?”

”Just don't want you.”

”Then I don't miss you very much.”

”I don't want you to miss me, but I'm not as narcissistic as you. I still need some self-knowledge. Right, President Gu?”

Yuan Han really left no room for Russian style to rise and die.

”Have you been so poisonous before?”

”Yes, what's the matter? Are you unconvinced?”

”No, I was thinking. Why am I so determined to you?”

”Yes, I don't know. No, he lost his memory and fell in love with me again. I have to say that the president has a good eye.”

”Miss yuan's eyes are not bad, either.”

Along the way, no one disturbed Yuan Han and Gu Mohan. On the path in the morning, a long figure outlines a picture of happiness.