Make a mountain out of a molehill

  But before she could finish speaking, her eyes darted to the side and saw Gu Mo standing behind her, causing her to jump in fright and immediately stop talking.

  It's all over, I've been heard!

  Gu Mo's face was stern as he grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

  "Mom, you're leaving just as we arrived?"

  "Sorry, let's catch up another time, I'm leaving first."

  "In the car, Gu Mo yelled at her while driving, 'What little uncle, I am your husband, does your husband know or not?'"

  "I know, don't get excited, drive carefully," Si Rou hastily said.

  Gu Mo hummed heavily.

  …

  He is working in the study, looking unusually serious, and suddenly glances at the computer, with his reflection visible on the black screen.

  He paused for a moment as he flipped through the file, then walked to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, examined himself carefully, and muttered to himself, "No wrinkles, looks young, that's like her uncle, what kind of eyes do those people have?"

  Suddenly realized why he cared so much about what others said, old or not, Xiaoman was his wife, this is an unchangeable fact.

  Gu Mo walked out and found that the shoes at the entrance were scattered all over the place, one here and one there. He frowned, walked over and neatly arranged them in the shoe cabinet.

  I've told that girl many times, the changed shoes must be put in the shoe cabinet, so as not to look messy. But she often takes his words as nothing, it's really a headache.

  Gu Mei suddenly found that her home was no longer as tidy and clean as before. For example, many of her CDs were placed next to the TV, in a messy manner. The apple core she had gnawed on was not thrown into the trash can, and her socks and jacket were hung on the sofa, ruining the overall aesthetic.

  Unconsciously, she began to occupy every place here, and their breaths blended together.

  He propped his head up with his hand and let out a sigh. He had to get her to tidy herself up properly, it was essential to cultivate good habits from a young age.

  If things are thrown around randomly, when she needs them, she can't find them.

  She often gets up early in the morning, shouting and looking for things everywhere, then starts rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

  Gu Mo scanned around in a circle, didn't see her figure, she hid again somewhere else.

  If you're not careful for a moment, that girl will disappear, so wild, in the future, is it necessary to tie her up?

  Si Mian came back from outside, carrying things, sweating profusely, with a red face.

  As soon as she entered the door, Gu Mo asked in a rough voice, "Where did you go?"

  "I'm going to buy something." Si Mian put the things in his hand on the table, Gu Mo walked over and lifted it up to take a look, and immediately frowned. "You didn't eat enough earlier, how long has it been? You're hungry again, you're simply more of an eater than a

  "Not..."

  "It's nothing, and why didn't you tell me before leaving?" Gu Mo disliked her for disappearing without a word.

  Si Mian's smile gradually disappeared, and he got angry again. She explained to him, "I wasn't watching you just now, was I? You came back and went straight to work, and I didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't tell you that I had gone out."

  It turned out that she was afraid he would be hungry, Gu Mo suddenly didn't know what to say anymore, his heart suddenly warmed up, this girl still knew how to care about people.

  She originally had a vibrant and youthful face, but now it was filled with gloom. She stood there, her face full of grievance and helplessness. Gu Mo pursed his lips, he didn't admit that he was wrong, he also cared about her well-being, although he slightly made a big deal out of nothing.