When Chi Huan first saw this bunch of flowers, he subconsciously thought it was from Mo Shi Qian


    Although he doesn''t seem to be a man who can send flowers on his own initiative, no one knows about her living here except sister Yao and leiran.


    Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "take it, put it down."


    The bodyguard came over a few steps, put the flowers on the tea table, and then quickly quit.


    The bright roses are so delicate that there are clean water drops on them.


    Moshiqian doesn''t have much research on flowers, but Chi Huan has. Her fans and pursuers have sent her all kinds of flowers. Naturally, there are roses, too. This bundle in front of her should be a very valuable one.


    The man''s knuckled fingers pulled out the card from the flower and took a glance between his fingers. His eyebrows sank. Before Chi Huan could react to the flower, he had already picked it up. A beautiful parabola was thrown directly into the trash can.


    Chi Huan was angry. She was angry. She stood up and said, "Mo Shiqian, that''s my flower."


    She was ashamed of the hesitation she had just thought he was sending her flowers.


    Mo Shiqian turns his head and looks down at her, "if you like, I will give you a bunch every day."


    "Not yours."


    The man asked lightly, "whose do you want?"


    She turned her face, took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, "Mo Shiqian, I want to break up, break up, break up, how many times do you want me to say you understand?"


    Chi Huan''s shoulder is held, and the next second is pressed directly into the sofa.


    He looked down at her and rubbed her chin with his fingers. "Are you angry about the rainy season? So, if a man sent the flowers to my place, should I be more angry, huh? "


    Is he angry?


    Chi Huan opened his eyes wide and looked at him strangely. "Can you be more reasonable and make a little bit of black and white?"


    The man raised his lips and smiled like a smile. "It''s also courteous, I have to be separated, you are natural?"


    Chi Huan sneers, "the same? Which eye of yours sees me and you are the same. It''s one-way for others to send me flowers. Don''t tell me that you''ve had a rainy season for a month, so full of love you can''t feel. "


    Fry the eggs and make a smile.


    He smiled faintly, "why do I have to feel it?"


    Chi Huan stares at him. "Which restaurant do you see fry an egg and draw a smile?"


    "Yes."


    "The thermos box is bought in the shopping mall. The takeout in the restaurant will put Peugeot on the lunch box. I can see it. Don''t you think?"


    The man replied in an orderly light voice, "because at the beginning it was the packing box of the restaurant, but later Secretary Chen said that the quality of the lunch box in the restaurant was not good and it was not insulated. Now it is cold, he bought a special incubator."


    Chi Huan bit his lips. "Who knows if what you said is true?"


    He raised his eyebrows. "What I said is not true. What you imagined is true?"


    "I imagined it? Can''t you see that they don''t come from restaurants? How could a restaurant make such a simple and homely meal? "


    "I have a meal, clean and fresh. It''s enough to meet my taste. I''m going to study whether it comes from a professional chef or a non professional chef?"


    "You just think she''s good at cooking and good at cooking?"


    Mo Shiqian looked at the angry face in the palm of his hand. He couldn''t help laughing and said softly, "since I didn''t let the Secretary change the house, it''s OK. Do I have to say it''s hard to eat because I find it''s made by a woman who likes me? Chi Huan, my psychological condition is normal, which can''t affect the objective judgment. "


    Chi Huan is speechless because of his block, but her eyes are red.


    I''m about to cry because of a lot of reasons of this man.


    She raised her hand and clapped his hand away from her face. "You can eat it if it''s delicious. You can eat it every day after you accept her. What are you doing without bothering me?"


    "That''s how she makes you jealous?"


    "It''s your own disgust. Her food is delicious. You''ll suffer a lot if you don''t stay with her."


    "Well, no one dares to ask you, according to your logic."


    "I didn''t ask you for it. It''s your own shameless post."


    Mo Shiqian leaned down, arms around her waist, directly took her to the sofa, trapped her whole body in his arms, fingers up her chin, "Chi Huan, what are you going to do to calm down?"


    With a sigh in his words, he seemed to have some helplessness.


    It''s like the unreasonable, compromising helplessness to women.


    Chi Huan looks at his near, beautiful face. As soon as his eyes are closed, tears suddenly come out when he opens them.


    She didn''t want to cry, but she couldn''t help it.Even she didn''t know where she had accumulated so many grievances.


    The woman''s mood is like a sudden collapse. She covers her face with one hand, and holds the cloth on his shoulder with the other hand, holding back her tears and saying, "Mo Shiqian, I beg you, let me go I really don''t want to be with you anymore. "


    She felt so bad. She had never felt so bad before.


    She doesn''t like the feeling. She can''t control her anger. She always wants to lose her temper.


    But his reaction to her was always so calm and indifferent that he didn''t even bother to quarrel with her.


    Mo Shiqian hugs her waist and looks down at her crying in her arms. The eyebrows of the sword are still frowning. She is forced to lean on his shoulder by holding her head. She is allowed to cry happily. The thin lips kiss her hair for a while.


    Deep and indifferent eyes are quiet and deep. Since I like him, why do I want to leave him so much.


    He doesn''t understand.


    Mo Shiqian listens to her cry, and a thin layer of gloom and violence gradually gathers between his eyebrows and eyes.


    Response, what kind of response is the response?


    Reject? He had already refused.


    He didn''t lift her tearful face until she cried and sobbed. He asked in a low voice, "do you want me to have the season rain?"


    Has the season started to rain?


    He was reluctant to leave.


    After crying, Chi Huan seems to have let out the emotion in her chest. Her eyes are still a little fuzzy, but her heart is not bothered by her breathing.


    It''s like a cold heart.


    Her eyelashes were still stained with tears, and her voice was hoarse, but it was light hoarse. "No, you can stay if you want to."