After Wen Hanye finished, ye sran led a servant to come here with tea. She held the cup full of hot fragrance and raised the corner of her eyes and said, "it''s Mr. Mo coming."
Mo Shichen didn''t say hello to ye sran this time, because his eyes were always locked on Wenyi''s face, his body was less modest and gloomy.
Wen Hanye reaches for ye sran''s teacup. The smile on his lips remains the same. He says to Wen Yi, "OK, let''s talk slowly. Let''s make room."
Then he turned around, glanced at the tea in the servant''s hand behind Ye Si ran, and said, "if Mr. Mo doesn''t leave later, bring him a cup."
The servant quickly said, and put the cup in his hand to Wenyi.
Wen Hanye leads ye to leave.
After walking out about two meters, ye suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked, "master Mo, do you want to have dinner at my house?"
Wen Hanye looks down at her in the shade.
Mo Shichen finally gave her a reaction, looking at the past, his thin lips pulled out a smile, "of course, please sister-in-law."
Ye sran wanted to say something more, but he was dragged away by the man before he could speak.
When she turns the corner, the hand of her arm pulled by Wen Hanye will be removed, and she will directly insert it into her trouser pocket and walk leisurely.
Ye Si ran blinked, followed up a few steps and put his arm in his arm, touched his nose with the other hand, and aimed at him. "Don''t you want him to have dinner in our house, husband?"
The man sneers, this time is too lazy to glance at her, "don''t think I don''t know you are going to make a fool of that man."
Ye Si Ran''s eyes are wide, justice is awe inspiring, "nonsense!"
"Oh ~"
she said hurriedly, "I am determined to stand still."
The man ignored her.
Ye sran is holding his arm. He needs to speed up his pace to keep up with his long legs
Wen Hanye stops, turns to look at her and laughs, "who will eat the vinegar of a flower maniac?" then he stops his expression and says, "kiss yourself in the evening."
Ye sran, "..."
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The setting sun has gone down, the afterglow is gone, only the sunset is still hanging in the sky.
Mo Shichen pulls out his chair and sits down opposite the woman. He looks at her with deep eyes. He remembers what Wen Hanye said just now. His eyebrows are frowning, and then he remembers the smell of smoke smelling at the tip of his nose. His addiction follows him. He takes out the smoke and lighter from his body, lights it up, takes a quiet breath, and then slowly spits it out.
If he doesn''t speak, Wenyi doesn''t speak.
The man was holding a cigarette in his hand. The smoke was soon dispersed by the evening wind. His voice was hoarse. "Madam, how can you come home with me?"
Wenyi bowed his head and blew the light white mist from the tea. "I said, when your business is finished and handled properly, let''s talk about the two of us, don''t worry about these one or two days."
He frowned. "Is there a connection?"
Wenyi didn''t answer.
Mo Shichen looked at her. "Do you care what I said on the phone that day, or do you hope I don''t care about her anymore? "
She said lightly, "I said that for Li qianrui, apart from the question of loyalty, I don''t ask for you. I just hope that you don''t ask for me either."
He pinched his eyebrows and smiled. "Do you think I like her?"
Wenyi replied with a smile, "I think you may like me better."
More of this word, meaningful, a variety of interpretation.
Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes. Hearing the answer, he was a little stunned for a few seconds. He refilled his cigarette, took a sip, and his long and beautiful fingers flicked the ashes. He seemed to ponder for a few seconds. Then he said, "I didn''t think about this problem When I wake up, I don''t remember anything. Only she and her father take care of me, and then they naturally get together. "
The transition of their relationship comes from Li qianrui''s initiative. After he woke up for a long time, he was silent. His temperament was particularly cold. Few people could approach him. She liked him and paid a lot for him.
The formal relationship was established less than two months ago when Wenyi came to Jiangcheng. At that time, there was a rich and flowing son who was pursuing her Oh, it''s too polite to pursue, that is, to pester and sexually harass. At that time, he stood up and acquiesced in their relationship.
His world is empty and wandering, and he can''t find his own root. Since someone tries to drag him, he decides.
Wenyi looks at him quietly.
He smiled. "Wenyi, I''ll tell you the truth, no matter what mistake she made or what kind of person she was, she was the first obstacle in my world. When she blocked the gun for me, I was really shocked, so at that time, I refused to accept the past that you brought me. I didn''t have deep feelings for her, and the pursuit of her was not strict. This point Love can be given up and forgotten for a long time, but it is the existence, at least for the moment, it makes me unable to stand by herShe sighed and looked at him under her chin. "I know you don''t like her much."
Mo Shichen nodded and said gently and low, "I was wrong that morning. I apologize to you."
She looked the same, but suddenly asked, "your obsession with me Where did it come from? " She seems to think it''s wrong after saying that he has obsession with her She felt hot on her own, so she quickly waved her hand. "No, I mean, at least at the beginning, you like me no more than you like Li qianrui. Why do you have to pester me, just for the past that you have forgotten?"
After that, she smiled again abruptly, "have you not thought about it, just because you think you should be with me, and then you come to pester me?"
He was silent.
Silence to the sky''s sunset are gradually attributed to the dark blue night.
When Wenyi thinks that he can''t answer, or he can''t, the man spits out a word lightly, "maybe it''s because being with you makes me feel belonging."
Wenyi was stunned, and then he felt funny. He really asked with a smile, "a sense of belonging?"
"Well."
She looked at him, and really felt incredible. He was mo Shichen. He was always calm and calm. His mind was strong enough to be cold. He was confident enough to be conceited. She even felt that he was only a kingdom, waiting for others to worship and meet him.
How could he No sense of belonging.
He raised his eyes, three or two smoke shrouded, "with you, I know who I am and what I should do." Look at the late night welfare movies, please pay attention to WeChat official account: okdytt