Endless Spoil For His Wife - C31
Only now did Su Ying be awoken by Su Yi Ling’s words. She didn’t pay any attention to him and instead playfully blinked her beautiful eyes.
“Jiang Mo, what did you just say?”
“…” The corner of Jiang Mo’s mouth twitched before revealing a helpless expression.
“Nothing.” Jiang Mo spat out two words from his sexy lips.
“…” “Oh.” Su Ying thought darkly in his heart. He’d clearly just said something, yet he actually lied and said it was nothing. Am I not stupid enough to take me as a three year old little girl?
Don’t think I don’t dare to say it. Hum, hum, hum, I just don’t want to scold you in front of everyone.
Alright, I admit it. Actually, I was just reluctant to talk about you.
But no matter what Su Ying thought in his heart, Jiang Mo didn’t know what she said without using Mind Reading.
Jiang Mo saw that it was already late into the night, and Su Ying was still staying in his room. This would be bad for her reputation.
But when he looked at Su Ying, Su Ying didn’t have the slightest intention of speaking of his reason for finding Duan Ling Tian.
He opened his mouth and said, “Did you run over here in a hurry? Is there something wrong?”
Su Ying was petrified. Uh, uh, something seemed to have happened. What had happened?
She scratched her head and thought for a moment. She suddenly remembered that she had come here to ask about the painting.
Aiya, her beauty is really a mistake, it’s not shallow at all …
Su Ying, who knew what he was here for, didn’t care about her previous shyness and infatuation as he hastily ran to a spot that was only half a meter away from Jiang Mo and said, “Jiang Mo, what’s with the painting on the wall in the room on the left of the second floor?”
Jiang Mo was stunned, but he didn’t answer Su Ying’s question, and instead asked, “I just brought you to take that room to stay in?”
Su Ying was stupefied as well. That room wasn’t specially arranged for her?
“Well, what’s wrong? Can’t I stay? ” Su Ying asked after answering.
“No, just live there.” At this point, Jiang Mo came to his senses and answered.
“Oh right, you just asked that painting, is there a problem with that painting?” Puzzled, Jiang Mo asked
“That’s right, who painted that picture?” Although Su Ying knew that only Jiang Mo from his previous life would know of this scene, and the others didn’t know of it at all, so there was no doubt that this painting was painted by Jiang Mo.
But she still wanted to personally hear Jiang Mo say that he painted it.
“Oh, that painting. I painted it.” Jiang Mo answered calmly.
“What’s wrong? Is she not good-looking?” Then I’ll just get you a new room. “… ….” Su Ying interrupted before the word even came out.
“No, no, no. I like this room very much. Don’t change it.” Su Ying hurriedly interrupted Jiang Mo.
What a joke! She had been living in that room for more than ten years and she was already full of feelings for him. She didn’t want to change it.
“…” Jiang Mo was very puzzled when he saw Su Ying hastily interrupt him.
“It’s fine. I really like that painting, so I couldn’t resist asking you.” Su Ying explained when he saw Jiang Mo’s puzzled expression.
“That painting, how did you think of it?” Su Ying continued to ask the next question.
“No problem with that painting, you can go back to sleep now. Why don’t you ask tomorrow?” “Hrm?” Jiang Mo urged when he saw that it was getting late. Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows.
Another rhetorical question, “Yes.” Su Ying was silent and didn’t notice what Jiang Mo said. Subconsciously, he replied, “OK.”
“Then why don’t you go out and enter your own room?” When Jiang Mo saw Su Ying’s reaction, he didn’t wake her up and instead asked softly, afraid of waking her up.