Chapter 1948: Say good to go to Baitou

"What a good cry..." The man's long and narrow Dan Feng raised his eyes slightly, and the humor at the end of his eyes was a little shallower than before.
On the contrary, it became cold.
He has pity on the fragrance and cherishes the jade. When a woman cries, he will coax and understand the mood.
However, he didn't know why, when he saw Su Qing crying, Qiao Mohan frowned subconsciously, his eyes were cold, and he was very unhappy.
Qiao Mohan's slender and clean fingers lifted up subconsciously and pressed them against the soft and thin skin under Su Qing's eyes and gently rubbed them.
He frowned, his eyes became more cold, he made no secret of his discomfort, even his tone of voice was disgusting.
But the cool fingertips subconsciously eased the movement.
It can be said to be very gentle and considerate, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes for Su Qing.
Su Qing's eyes trembled, shocked by Qiao Mohan's sudden'gentleness'.
She moved back and avoided.
But he persevered, and said in a soft voice with a hint of husky that is not sure: "Qiao Mohan...you are a big winter melon...you..."
"Tsk..." Qiao Mohan glanced at Su Qing unhappily.
The slightly picked Danfeng eyes, and the careless banter has completely faded: "Miss Su, even if you cry, I won't let you. No matter how childish you are, I will really be angry."
Qiao Mohan's eyes flashed, and the ink-colored pupils were soaked in cold water, making people feel chilly just by looking at them.
And Su Qing looked at him, looked at him deeply--even if he was not threatened with such eyes, her heart was already cold at this moment.
The coldness, the chill of the heart, jumped all the way up from her back into the back of her head.

‘Sell or not, or not? Xiao Qingqing, don’t give your husband a nickname, if you don’t obey, be careful I will eat you now...’
‘You want to be beautiful... as if I wouldn’t bully me unless I told you. Humph, Qiao Mohan is a big winter melon...It is a big winter melon...five years, ten years, twenty years...when you are old, I will call you like that! ’
‘Wow, it seems that I didn’t tidy up my little wild cat. Since you like to call big winter melon so much, you can call it for a lifetime. When you get old and can’t walk, I see how you can escape...’
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Memories are like movies, the noisy and sweet days that were once devoted to love, and now sitting in front of Su Qing, with a kind of indifference and strangeness, even with some men who look at her suspiciously.
There is a sharp contrast.
She sat here, holding his child, crying inexplicably because of his words.
And he sat there beside her, but he was so indifferent.
It was as if they had not only met each other and then separated—Qiao Mohan's appearance seemed to have forgotten her a long time ago.
As far as Qiao Mohan is concerned, Su Qing doesn't even have the value of nostalgia.
Yes, that's right……
Su Qing finally understood in Qiao Mohan's eyes, what his casual and habitually playful eyes meant.
He treats her as a stranger, without love or hatred—
She, Su Qing, has long been a passer-by in Qiao Mohan's life.
The sudden insight made Su Qing gasp out of control.
She thought she hated Qiao Mohan deeper, and she thought she had forgotten him even more, but she actually reconnected with this man less than a month after returning home.
Instead, it was Qiao Mohan, deliberately pretending that he didn't remember, he didn't remember anything.
Even if she scolded him with the ‘nickname’ they used to love the most, he could be so unhappy, without a trace of emotion.
Compared with her softening attitude, Qiao Mohan is the real ruthless one.
Can talk and laugh with her, but always keep the most indifferent distance.
This man's eyes are cold, his heart is cold, and love is colder.