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Chapter 31 of 2 The Last Tenderness

If Mr. Mo didn't get into any feelings for Linda, he would be wronged.

At the beginning, Mo Cenhan was moved by Linda at a glance. Her youthful appearance had unique magic among a group of charming beauties. She was like a little sister in the neighbor's house, making people unable to help but feel protective.

Linda is the first person who can meet a woman like Mo Shao who has seen countless beauties.

It's a pity that it's not the last one.

I don’t know when, but Mr. Mo’s heart for Linda was getting farther and farther away.

Or is it because Mr. Mo's pace of constantly pursuing "beautiful heart" does not want to stop, or Linda's unconscious changes make Mr. Mo's nostalgia less and less...

Mo Cenhan returned home at around 7 o'clock in the evening. Sure enough, his son was already anxiously waiting for his return.

The little guy was humming and whispering in his grandma's arms, drinking his grandma as if he was uncooperating, and his eyes kept turning.

"This is time, the little guy is waiting for his father!" Mo's mother looked at the cute appearance of the little grandson, then lowered her head and looked at her grandson and said, "Is that right? Mo Chenyu, we are waiting for his father."

The little guy seemed to understand, threw away his pacifier and responded twice to grandma with a "ahhh".

The cute and cute look made the whole family laugh happily.

But then the little guy's mouth was packed and he immediately looked aggrieved.

"Oho, this is the little guy who wants to protest that his father is late to come back!" Grandma Mo couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw her great-grandson covering her mouth.

"Where is it late? Dad is back on time." This sentence happened to be heard by Mr. Mo who had just entered the house and responded quickly.

As soon as he heard his father's voice, Xiao Momo's little face immediately turned dark and his eyes became bright. His little head was tilted in his grandmother's arms. If it weren't for being too young, he would have broken free from his grandmother's arms.

Mr. Mo took his son with one hand, and the little guy immediately smiled at his father with his little face, and kept screaming "ahhh". Although no one could understand what he was saying, everyone knew that the little guy was very happy.

Mo Cenhan carefully observed his son's right face. The finger marks had faded away. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Dad is not coming back, are you little guy going to make trouble again?" Mo Shao smiled and scolded his son, but his tone was full of fatherly love.

But Xiao Momo communicated with his father in his own words, which was considered a response.

In my father's arms, the little guy obediently drank the milk powder and fell asleep sweetly.

Even though his son fell asleep, Mr. Mo still couldn't bear to let him go. He hugged him and wandered around the house for a long time, then he reluctantly put his son on the crib.

Mo Chenyu, immersed in his dreams, is simply the embodiment of a little angel. His delicate facial features and chubby appearance are as cute as he is.

It is because my son is so cute that Mo Shao feels that he needs to consider more and more things he needs to do and should do immediately.

One night a few days later, it was already past ten o'clock at night. Linda, who was about to go to bed, saw that the bedroom door was pushed open.

Mo Cenhan walked in with a gentle look on his face.

This has been more than half a month since Mr. Mo came to Lingxiao Pavilion last time.

Linda's inexplicable sense of happiness immediately burst out, and she thought her happy time was coming back.

She didn't know that what she had welcomed was the last gentleness.
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