Shi Che looked at Shen Mo, who was peeling melon seeds, with a strange expression on his face.
What kind of love potion did his nephew give Xiao Mo?
After staying in Villa No. 1 for dinner, Shi Che took Shen Mo back first.
Before leaving, An Ci held Shen Mo close, looked up at him, and curved his eyes slightly. "Can I come back to see you tomorrow?"
Shen Mo shook his head, and An Ci's face fell, "Why?"
"Your foot is injured." Shen Mo glanced at her left ankle and reached out to touch her head. "I'll come to see you tomorrow."
Knowing that he wasn't going to go back on his word, An Ci smiled brightly and said, "Okay."
On the side, Shi Che watched the interaction between the two children, raised his eyebrows, bumped Song Xiunian's shoulder, and whispered, "Your son is quite charming."
In just one day, Xiao Mo became completely obedient to her. In comparison, they were like air.
Song Xiu smiled young, "That's right."
There was undisguised pride in his words, and those who didn't know would have thought that he was the one being praised.
Shi Che rolled his eyes. It wasn’t like he was praising him.
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In the following days, Shen Mo reported to Villa No. 2 every day.
Shi Che was surprised at first but eventually got used to it. He would occasionally tease Shen Mo, asking him if An Ci had given him some kind of magic potion that made him go to Villa No. 2 every day.
That day, Shen Mo came to Villa No. 2 after breakfast as usual.
It was An Lan who opened the door for him.
"Auntie Lan." Shen Mo greeted politely.
An Lan smiled and said, "Come in, have you had breakfast?"
"I've eaten." Shen Mo has the habit of jogging in the morning and goes to the gym to run every morning.
He looked around but didn't see a certain little figure. "Auntie Lan, is Xiao Ci still not up?"
"She got up, but after breakfast she went back to bed. The kids from Continent M called her last night and they talked until very late before she went to bed." An Lan closed the door to block the cold wind outside.
The kids from continent M?
Shen Mo's eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the emotions in his eyes, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.
He said, "Then I'll go up and find her."
An Lan smiled and nodded, "Go ahead."
Anci's room is on the second floor, the first one on the left. Shen Mo comes here every day and opens the door and walks in as if he is familiar with the place.
The heater was on in the room. Shen Mo looked at the little thing lying on the bed and raised his eyebrows. He walked closer and found that she was holding her mobile phone and playing Candy Crush.
Perhaps the later levels were a bit difficult, she frowned and stared at her phone intently, and didn't even notice him walking into the room.
Shen Mo coughed indifferently.
An Ci turned around and saw him coming. His eyes lit up and he quickly jumped out of bed. "You're just in time. Help me."
She reached out and pulled Shen Mo to sit on the bed, then stuffed the phone into his hand, "This level is so difficult."
She never cared about winning or losing when playing games. This was the first time he saw her so passionate about Candy Crush, as if losing would kill her.
Shen Mo glanced at her and asked, "Are you so anxious?"
"Of course." An Ci was still wearing white teddy bear pajamas. They were furry and matched with her fair face, making her look soft, cute and harmless.
"Anyang and I made a bet to see who can pass the higher level. Whoever loses will receive a red envelope of 500 yuan."
Anyang?
Shen Mo couldn't help but think of what An Lan had said to him downstairs just now, and asked calmly, "Did you talk to him on the phone last night?"
An Ci responded subconsciously, "Yes." Then she looked puzzled, "No, how did you know?"
Shen Mo said expressionlessly, "Aunt Lan told me that you were on the phone with someone last night and went to bed very late."
An Ci was so focused on winning 500 yuan that she didn't notice the hint in his words and couldn't help but urge him to help her pass the level.
Shen Mo's eyes turned, "What good will it be if I help you win?"
"I'll give you half of the winnings." An Ci said generously.
Isn't that just idiot?
Shen Mo's mouth twitched, "I don't want money. If I help you win, you have to promise me something."
Afraid that she would not agree, he added, "It's easy for you. You can do it with just a flick of your finger."
An Ci heard this and his last bit of worry was instantly dispelled, "Okay."
Shen Mo curled his lips, looked down at his phone, and helped her pass the level with ease.
An Ci leaned beside him and watched, only to see his fingers tapping on the screen quickly, passing the levels one after another.
She smiled and thought, five hundred yuan is a sure thing.
Just then, a phone call came in.
Shen Mo saw the caller ID - Anyang, the name An Ci had just mentioned.
"Do you want to answer it?" He handed her the phone.
An Ci reached out to take it and pressed the answer button directly. The boy's questioning voice came from the other end of the phone.
"An Ci, did you ask for help?"
An Ci said calmly, "What do you mean by asking for help? Are you trying to cheat because you lost?"
"You must have asked for help. With your gaming skills, how could I not know that?" Anyang snorted and said firmly, "You're cheating. This match doesn't count."
It's not that he looked down on her, it's just that her gaming skills and luck were average, she was just a newbie.
An Ci narrowed his eyes, his fingers tugging at the fine hair of his pajamas boredly, his voice tinged with laughter, "It's just five hundred yuan. If you lose and don't want to admit it, just tell me directly. I won't say anything to you. At most, I'll tell An Wen and the others next time you go back that you lost the game..."
"Stop." Anyang was most afraid of her doing this, so he quickly interrupted her, "I'll transfer 500 yuan to you now. We're done, bye."
After saying that, he decisively hung up the phone.
Immediately afterwards, An Ci received a transfer message that An Yang had transferred 500 yuan to her.
An Ci grinned, not forgetting the hero who helped her win the game, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."
Shen Mo lowered his eyes to look at her, "He is your friend?"
An Ci was stunned. "Are you talking about Anyang?"
Shen Mo nodded.
"Yes." An Ci said, "We sometimes take classes together."
"Are you on good terms with him?" Shen Mo asked again.
An Ci, "It's pretty good."
After hearing this, Shen Mo felt even more uncomfortable and the light in his eyes dimmed.
It turns out that besides him, she has many friends, and she can be very happy even without him.
Does that mean he is not important to her at all?
Noticing that he was feeling a little down, An Ci stared at him for a while, then touched his hand, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
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