A touch of pity flashed in Su Mohan's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "This will be your home in the future." ”

Concubine Ye bit her thin lip gently, and a layer of mist surged in her eyes instantly, but she didn't want to cry, because she felt that she was a little too hypocritical, and the tears became more and more, so she simply stared at Su Mohan, not daring to blink, because she didn't want the tears to roll down, she just hoped that it would evaporate quickly.

Su Mohan frowned slightly, raised his hand and gently wiped her eyes, and a tear stained his fingers.

Concubine Ye said in a humming voice: "Su Mohan, this is not my home, this is your home, I can't afford to buy a house like a palace." ”

Su Mohan smiled slightly and said, "Then you will hug Ben Shao's thighs and follow Ben Shao to eat meat." ”

"Su Mohan, you can even tell jokes! Although this joke is a bit cold......" Concubine Ye opened her mouth in surprise, but because of his words, her mood improved a lot, and she swept away the previous haze.

"I've asked someone to bring over what you put in the hotel, and in the future, you will live here to recuperate, and when the injury is healed, if you want to go back to the Ye family, go back to live, if you don't want to go back to the Ye family, you will stay here." Su Mohan said again.

Concubine Ye snorted, her red eyes were like a little rabbit: "Su Mohan, why are you so good to me?" ”

"I don't hurt my own woman, do I wait for others to help me hurt! You think I'm as stupid as you are? Su Mohan replied domineeringly, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with Concubine Ye in his words.

Concubine Ye immediately protested: "Su Mohan, am I not good to you?" Why am I not good to you, you can't be a man without a conscience, you pat your conscience and say that I am not good to you! ”

Su Mohan pushed Concubine Ye into the living room, then got up and took something from the cabinet on the side and threw it directly in front of Concubine Ye.

Concubine Ye opened the bag suspiciously and looked at it, and the whole person was immediately petrified in place.

"It's... This...... What the? ”

Concubine Ye pretended not to know what to say, and the roots of her ears were slightly red.

"I don't see what someone knits."

"Humph!" Concubine Ye snorted lightly, because the thing Su Mohan threw over was nothing else, it was the birthday gift she had planned to give to Su Mohan before, that is, the sweater that had been knitted for several days and finally fell short.

Really, maybe it was a stupid maid who took it out and handed it to Su Mohan after discovering the sweater hidden under the bed, but why did this man throw this ball of wool to himself, and even prepared a needle......

"Su Mohan, are you planning to let me finish weaving for you?"

Su Mohan leaned back on the sofa and nodded as a matter of course.

"Su Mohan! You dream! I won't weave this kind of thing for you......" Concubine Ye opened her mouth with a little weakness, after all, she was too stupid, she really didn't have any confidence in herself, and she didn't want to be ridiculed by him.

Su Mohan raised his eyebrows and looked at Concubine Ye coldly, as if as long as she dared to say a word again, he would eat her the next moment.

Concubine Ye shrunk her neck and looked away unnaturally, but she really couldn't learn, she really couldn't learn, she really couldn't learn!

Suddenly, Concubine Ye had an idea, and said to Su Mohan: "It's not impossible to let me weave for you, but you have to be responsible for teaching me, if you teach me, I can naturally reluctantly move this girl's jade hand, if you can't teach, then you can't blame the girl for not serving." ”