Tan Mo doesn't understand the world, but he is smart.
It is true to be irritable at this mont, but the inherent intention is also true.
Qiao Lan said that there is no relationship between them to allow him to help her or provide for her in this way. The words "there is no relationship between them" are like a TV video that suddenly freezes, playing it over and over again in his mind. .
He even increased the volu deliberately.
He threw the knife and fork on the plate fiercely, anger, sadness, irritability, and emotions he couldn't describe himself, such as disappointnt, such as grievance.
The eyes are full of haze, just want to leave in anger.
Qiao Lan hurriedly apologized to the disturbed guest and ran back, "Uncle Chen hasn't arrived yet, where are you going? Tan Mo, I didn't want to make you angry."
He doesn't want to listen, he can go anywhere now, anyway, he doesn't want to stay here now.
Qiao Lan quickly sorted Tan Mo's tableware, blocking Tan Mo's wheelchair just to prevent him from leaving, Tan Mo sat in the wheelchair coldly and fixedly looked at Qiao Lan.
The atmosphere between the two was a bit nervous, but Qiao Lan felt it unilaterally. Tan Mo couldn't perceive the atmosphere. He stared at Qiao Lan without a word for a long ti, and suddenly rembered the last ti he had When one brought breakfast to Qiao Lan, there was a confrontation between them for a while.
At that ti, why Qiao Lan didn't eat it? He looked at Qiao Lan like this, saying that if he didn't eat it, then throw it all away. In the end Qiao Lan compromised.
Tan Mo was stunned. Suddenly he was distracted. The anger was also transferred to where he didn't know. He lowered her head thoughtfully. Qiao Lan didn't know what Xiao Jiujiu was in Tan Mo's mind at this mont, and looked at her. Tang said helplessly, "I will give you another copy. This does not count as your order. The restaurant can compensate for it for free."
Tan Mo returned to his senses.
"No need
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