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Xu Yuan was carried ashore by Fang Mo in the posture of holding a child.

Taking off his coat, Fang Mo wiped Xu Yuan's hair, his voice was somewhat complaining, more distressed: "The water is so cold, you just jump in it."

Xu Yuan didn't say anything.

After wiping her hair, Fang Mo put on Xu Yuan's coat, wrapped her tightly and hugged her tightly, Fang Mo's cheek was pressed against Xu Yuan's cool hair. "Well, I don't want to push you." He whispered, "I just..."

Fang Mo paused for a moment, then let him go gently: "Xiao Yuan, the future will last forever."

"I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me this time?"

Xu Yuan was silent.

Fang Mo sighed, took out his phone and called the driver over.

When the driver arrived, Fang Mo opened the door, pushed Xu Yuan in, and ordered the driver to take him home.

The scenery outside the car window changed, Xu Yuan sighed softly.He is still not used to taking care of Fang Mo like this, and he still feels that Fang Mo has used the way of taking care of others on himself.

Who told Xu Yuan to be freed from a young age?In fact, it is difficult for him to understand Fang Mo's meticulous care of others.

Occasionally, Xu Yuan also acts like a straight man, thinking awkwardly: I am an athlete, do I need to be hugged to bed?

But he carried Fang Mo by himself happily.

"Brother, brother..." Xu Xiaoyin pouted dissatisfiedly, "Why are you always distracted tonight?"

"Sorry." Xu Yuan rubbed the top of his hair, "I'm a little tired."

Xu Xiaoyin looked up at him innocently: "Brother Fang Mo hasn't come to play with you recently?"

Xu Yuan was startled, and asked him, "Why do you think of him?"

Xu Xiaoyin propped up his chin with both hands, and squeezed out his bulging cheeks: "Brother Fang Mo came, brother, you are very relaxed, you are not tired, and you can play with me for a super long time."

Xu Yuan felt a tingle in his heart, and he apologized to Xu Xiaoyin in embarrassment: "Brother is wrong."

When love is flowing, naturally you will not feel tired.

Maybe it was the experience of staying in an orphanage that made Xu Xiaoyin a little more sensitive than his peers. He leaned over and rubbed Xu Yuan's palm with his furry head, comforting him tenderly: "Did brother Fang Mo make you angry? Don't blame him, he is so good at playing games, he is still a child."

In Xu Xiaoyin's cognition: good at playing games = me = a child, Fang Mo's good at playing games = a child.

He climbed onto Xu Yuan's lap and touched his head with his small hand: "Don't be angry with children, okay?"

Xu Yuan was amused by him, tickled him and asked, "Did you secretly take the things he bought for you?"

Xu Xiaoyin squirmed with a smile: "Not at all. Brother Fang Mo trusted me and asked me to take good care of you."

Xu Yuan's nose was sore, but she couldn't help feeling amused.What is Fang Mo doing, asking a child to take care of him?

Xu Xiaoyin pinched his throat and imitated Fang Mo and said, "Xiaoyuan is a child, extremely stubborn, and the training intensity is intense. He must be too tired to panic at night, and he also gritted his teeth and refused to complain. Xiaoyin is super good, wait for him to come back. Just give him a hug at home, okay?"

Xu Yuan was stunned, not knowing how to react.Xu Xiaoyin hugged him, shook his body, and imitated an adult's voice to coax him: "Brother, go to bed when you're tired. Give you a hug."

The author has something to say:

Still short. (ashamed)

But tomorrow I will strive for another chapter!Maybe?