Warm kisses fell densely on her skin.
As they kissed, the images in her mind became uncontrollable.
By the time he reacted and came to his senses, the man's face that she tried so hard to stabilize and maintain had turned into a shadowy image rooted deep in her memory that she wanted to abandon but couldn't get rid of.
Mo Shiqian was already paying attention to her every move, so when she reached out to push him away from her, he locked her wrists above her head as early as possible.
The man stared down at her face and said word by word, "Open your eyes and look at me."
She opened her eyes.
Qingjun's handsome face above her reflected in her eyes.
Maybe it was because the distance was too close at this moment, maybe it was because all she could see in her eyes at this moment was his facial features and outlines.
Therefore, every trace of his expression and every look in his eyes were clearly visible.
The man's face lowered again, and with it came his deep and hoarse voice, "Watch, don't close it."
Chi Huan looked at him blankly as if he had heard some instructions.
Another passionate kiss.
Yes, this kiss was patient, lingering and delicate.
The days are short in winter and it gets dark very early.
The entire bedroom was shrouded in dark blue twilight, and gradually only silhouettes and vague outlines could be seen clearly.
Until the twilight also completely darkened.
The bedroom was dark without the lights on.
In the end, Chi Huan reached out first and pushed the man away.
She sat up and turned on the bedside lamp, covering her face, breathing unevenly, and her long hair fell down.
The thin body was very stiff, and there was a slight tremor in addition to the stiffness.
The next second, the man still pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her hair, and comforted her in a low voice with a hoarse voice, "It's okay, Huanhuan, it's okay, eh?"
She lowered her hand covering her face.
Mo Shiqian originally thought she was crying, but her face was dry, there were no traces of tears, and her eyes were not even red.
Chi Huan opened his mouth, "I'm hungry."
"Shall I bring the food?"
She nodded silently.
The man then stood up, raised his hand to touch her hair, lowered his head and kissed her cheek, saying in a low voice, "Wait for me for a while."
Turn around and go out, turning on the chandelier on the ceiling at the door.
The bedroom suddenly became brighter.
After the sound of his footsteps disappeared, Chi Huan got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.
He turned on the faucet of the sink, took the cold water with his hand, and splashed all of it on his face.
The coolness stimulates the nerves, as if this is the only way to wake up.
After three minutes, she turned off the faucet and looked up at the person in the mirror.
That face was young and delicate, just when collagen was abundant, but it looked pale and absent-minded.
Why…
why…
She had already figured it out and looked away, and no longer cared about those things, why they still affected her current life.
… …
When Mo Shiqian served the dinner, the woman had already done some simple grooming and was sitting quietly on the sofa.
It doesn’t look strange, it’s just too quiet—
Quietness sometimes does not mean being silent and making no noise, but a pure feeling.
He served the soup for her, and she drank the soup.
He handed her the chopsticks and she started eating.
Mo Shiqian just watched her eat without touching anything.
But she didn't say anything and didn't seem to notice.
Until the man's low and deep voice spoke calmly, "I just called and asked the doctor..."
As soon as he said this, her hand holding the chopsticks stopped, and the joints of her fingers were very stiff.
He looked down at her, his tone was light, and his speaking speed was also slow, "He said that it is normal for things that have been forgotten for a long time to suddenly come to mind, which will cause shock. You don't need to judge yourself for this, and you don't need to give any advice. Pressure yourself and let nature take its course.”
Her tension and stiffness relaxed slightly.
He reached out and picked up another piece of green vegetables and put it into the bowl, but instead of eating it, he poked at it, "What if I always do what I did just now?"
The man said without thinking, "No."
"When my illness was at its most serious, you didn't know me and didn't know what I looked like at that time... Once I played the third female lead, and a movie was being filmed on the set. I was watching from the side, and I felt it was very special. nausea… "
She paused, closed her eyes, and softened her voice, "Because whenever I see a similar scene, I will think of what I broke... and then I can't help feeling nauseated, nauseous, or even vomiting."
The green vegetable was smashed by her chopsticks. "They told me later that they had no relationship for several years, and it was because of me... that they didn't officially divorce. Oh, it was all because of me."
One or two people had an affair under her nose, all because of her.
ridiculous.
The bedroom was so quiet that you could hear the patter of rain outside.
Mo Shiqian looked at her small face as big as a palm and said solemnly, "It's my fault."
She raised her eyes and looked at his face, "Mo Shiqian."
"I am here."
"It would be best if I was just a temporary shock. If... I just can't forget it and can't get over this hurdle. I won't be able to make you happy in the future..."
The man frowned fiercely and interrupted her sharply, "Chi Huan."
Every time he got angry, he would call her by her first and last name.
"Why are you so angry?"
She smiled weakly at him, the look between her brows and eyes was very light, "This is a very real problem in the first place. You have such strong needs, but you are embarrassed to tell me that you can be platonic, right? To be fair, don't say that you can't stand someone with a cold personality. The woman is me... To be honest, if you were impotent, I really can't say that I could follow you wholeheartedly for the rest of my life... "
This time, the man's eyebrows darkened directly, and he bit her name every word, "Chi, Huan."
"To be honest, are you angry too?"
Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes and said gloomily, "Who do you think I am?"
"What kind of person are you? Is it possible that if I become sexually frigid, are you prepared to stop being a man and become a saint, abstaining from sex for the rest of your life?"
He smiled coldly, "You're right, I'm a man, it's impossible for me not to vent my whole life."
Although she was the one who said it first, she did think so in her heart.
But when he said it again in such a tone, she still felt a stab in her heart and felt a little suffocated.
Just imagine him with other women...
That scene made her even more uncomfortable than the scene that had stimulated her and disgusted her.
But before she could say anything else, the man continued expressionlessly, "Don't worry about not being able to satisfy me if you get cold, or worry about me going out to find other women. As long as you live, I will There’s a way to take it out on you.”