Mo Xiaomo sniffed. She did smell a smell of cigarettes.
“I’ll take a bath before I talk to you.” Mo Xiaomo saw Zhong Teng’s bloodshot eyes. It looked like he’s been sitting in the living room waiting for her all night.
“Is that all his smell?” Zhong Teng’s words were a bit harsh.
Mo Xiaomo went under his arms and, without a pause, took her nightgown to the bathroom.
Just as she was closing the door, Zhong Teng stood silently in the doorway, blocking her movement.
“I’m tired and sleepy. Please let me wash away my fatigue before we talk.” Mo Xiaomo’s eyes were bloodshot as well and there is thick blue in her eyes.
Zhong Teng drew back his hand and started to back out. Suddenly he saw two red Zhong Tengs on Mo Xiaomo’s neck. Sparks flew in his head as if he had been shocked.
“Well…” Before Mo Xiaomo could understand why Zhong Teng was so angry, he pressed down on her rudely, his lips sucking hers.
Her back was against the cold washstand, her chest against his hot body. Mo Xiaomo pushed him hard, but to no avail.
Every nook and cranny of her mouth was covered with the male breath, more precisely, Zhong Teng’s breath.
Mo Xiaomo bite Zhong Teng’s tongue, causing he pulled his tongue out in pain and let go of Mo Xiaomo.
“Bang!” Zhong Teng was slapped.
“What’s wrong with you?” Mo Xiaomo wiped the moisture from her lips with the back of her hand.
“Six years ago, you were mine. Now you can only be mine!” Zhong Teng growled, his tongue still burning.
Mo Xiaomo looked at him coldly and did not want to respond.
“Mommy… Qingbao needs to pee…” Qingbao suddenly came out, rubbing his blurred eyes.
Zhong Teng steadied himself and edged aside. Mo Xiaomo pulled Qingbao to the toilet and let him pee.
“Mommy, why are you hitting Daddy?” Qingbao finished peeing and mumbled to her, who happened to see the slap.
Mo Xiaomo hesitated for a moment and then said, “Love well, whip well. Beating is also a sign of kissing.”
“So you were kissing… Okay…” Qingbao yawned and went back to sleep.
The atmosphere was slightly awkward. Mo Xiaomo gave Zhong Teng a cold look and then closed and locked the door.
She had just spent the night with Tom on a park bench. She had been bitten by several mosquitoes. She had to wash herself quickly and wipe some toilet water.
After washing, Zhong Teng was not in the living room, and the door of the master bedroom was also closed firmly.
Mo Xiaomo rubbed her temples and went to her room.
After only three hours of sleep, the alarm clock rang. Mo Xiaomo quickly got up and packed her bags. Then she told Qingbao to get up.
They went downstairs and Mo Xiaomo saw Tom leaning against the side of the road, waiting.
“Papa!” Qingbao jumped into Tom’s arms with cheers.
Mo Xiaomo smiled and walked slowly over.
“Let’s go and see grandpa for the last time.” Mo Xiaomo murmured, brushing the folds of Tom’s collar.
“You’ve been through hard days, Xiaomo.” Tom put his luggage in the trunk. His eyes were slightly swollen.
“You helped Qingbao and me in France for so many years. Now it’s time for us to pay you back.” Mo Xiaomo smiled and opened the door of the car and was about to sit down when a cold voice sounded behind her.
“Aren’t you going to introduce me to the old flame?”
Looking at the picture of the three of them, Zhong Teng felt as if he was the fifth wheel.
“Daddy!” Qingbao ran and hugged Zhong Teng’s thigh.
“Zhong Teng, we will be away for several days. I have asked for leave from the hospital. I will contact you when I come back.” Mo Xiaomo said quietly, not intending to introduce either of them.
“Come back? Don’t ever come back!” Zhong Teng said something nasty, but he hugged Qingbao.