She looked at his face, then looked away, and said calmly, "From last night to now, you shouldn't be the one to torment me. Should I let you toss me? How come I am tormenting you?"
He said coldly, "The reason why you are so cold is not because you want to torment me when you are sick. Is it because you have masochistic tendencies and feel that being sick is comfortable?"
Cold
She moved her fingers, as if she suddenly felt that it was indeed cold when she was standing outside just now.
Chi Huan looked at her and moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing.
Mo Shiqian looked at her indifferent expression, especially when her lips were turned black and blue from the cold, and her face was pale and without warmth, and the anger in his heart burned even more.
The long-legged man took a step forward and walked over. He held her chin with his knuckled fingers and lowered his head to kiss her. He took those two cold lips and licked them hard with his warm and soft tongue.
It seems that this can dispel the greenness and coldness of this territory.
He was still angry after all, so the hand that pinched her waist still hurt her bones.
The kiss didn't last long before he let go of her, pulled her to the restaurant without saying a word, pulled the chair away, and said two words indifferently, "Eat."
Chi Huan said nothing and sat down quietly.
Mo Shiqian sat down opposite her and watched the woman pick up the chopsticks. His brows furrowed and his voice became colder, "Drink the soup."
"I don't want to drink."
"You want me to make you drink?"
"Is it okay if I just don't drink soup?"
The man's eyes were deep and cold, mixed with frivolous mockery, "I used to drink it but now I don't want to drink it anymore. You just don't drink soup?"
So she picked up the spoon and scooped out the soup.
Mo Shiqian looked at her with lowered eyebrows and a seemingly obedient sip of soup. Instead of extinguishing the flames in his heart, the flames in his heart were becoming more and more like a prairie fire.
It’s a terrible feeling, seemingly in control but actually out of control.
But he still said nothing.
The two of them finished the meal quietly in this strange silence.
… …
After the meal, the man finished cleaning up without saying a word, even washing the dishes himself.
When he was in the villa, he worked as servants and cooks. He hadn't done these things for a long time.
Chi Huan sat on the sofa and looked up at the man who was wiping his fingers with a tissue. He broke the silence that lasted for a long time and said, "What are your plans to stay here forever?"
It's okay to stay in Xishan Mansion for a day or two temporarily, but it will definitely be inconvenient for a long time.
Mo Shiqian stopped moving his hands, looked at her with dark eyes without warmth, slightly raised his thin lips, and said coolly, "No one is looking at you here."
Throwing the used paper into the trash can, he turned and walked into the bedroom.
Standing on the balcony, I called Mr. and Mrs. Mu. They talked for about ten minutes. After hanging up the phone, I simply tidied up the bedroom. When I went out, I closed the door behind me. When I passed the sofa, I said calmly, " Walk."
Mo Shiqian took her back to the villa.
As early as the morning before she got up, he had already called Fengxing to send someone to take Mu's father, Mu's mother, and Mu Xi to the airport. Of course, there were bodyguards accompanying them all the way.
When they went back, Fengxing was sitting on the sofa carelessly.
Seeing the two people coming in, he raised his eyes and glanced casually.
Although Mo Shiqian brought Chi Huan back, except for necessary exchanges, they had almost no dialogue throughout the whole process.
After taking off his coat and throwing it to Mother Lin, he went straight upstairs without even looking at her out of the corner of his eye.
Feng Xing held a cigarette between his lips and squinted at his back through the smoke. When he pulled it back, he glanced at Chi Huan who was standing next to the sofa. She was also the man who had just watched him go upstairs.
His eyes were so obscure that it was difficult to discern his true emotions.
He took off the cigarette, held it between his fingers, blew out the smoke, and said calmly, "Sit."
Chi Huan looked down at him, walked to the sofa and sat down.
She picked up the hot tea on the coffee table and let the dense mist blur her facial features. She tugged her lips and said lightly, "If you want to teach me a lesson like you taught Liang Manyue before, then there's no need. He has already lost his temper. ”
Fengxing's tone was very casual, as if he was talking about ordinary things, even with a smile, "Have you ever complained openly or secretly after you were with him? He refused to tell you that he fell in love with you. ”
Chi Huan's hand holding the cup froze slightly.
She raised her head but made no sound.
Feng Xing smiled, took a puff of cigarette, and said lazily, "You don't have to look at me like that. I guess, with his kind of character, he will never talk about love easily. A woman like you needs a sense of security most in a relationship... Unless you are lying when you say you love him, you will definitely be dissatisfied."
She moved her fingers, lowered her head and took a sip of tea, and then said, "He has already said it."
Feng Xing smiled half-heartedly, "Is the love you women talk about so weightless? It's easy to say I love you casually, and then say, oh, I don't love you anymore - or is it easy? Is it easy to put down the things you pick up?"
As the saying goes, handle it with care and put it down with care.
There was no accusation in his tone, but the accusation was sharp enough.
As he spoke, he couldn't tell that his focused eyes were always fixed on her, not missing every change of expression.
Chi Huan just smiled and said indifferently, "Although I am a woman, I cannot represent women. If you say that, let me think about it... I may really be like this. I guess you are dissatisfied with me and want to Don't persuade your best brother to give up on me."
Fengxing whispered lazily, "I just want to tell you that if the love that is easier to say is easier to be given up, then the love that is harder to affirm...the less likely it is to let go, and I can see that I don't have that I can make him give up on you."
Chi Huan was shocked, his pupils tightened a little without any trace, and his body stiffened to an extent that could not be noticed by the naked eye.
The man was slow and methodical, took another long drag on his cigarette, and said slowly, "I don't know if you know something... Our original plan to deal with Gale was to go out on a dangerous march the day before your wedding. Move, let them think that we have no intention of defending, but Liang Manyue took it upon himself to advance the time... In fact, he didn't have any absolute certainty that he could escape unscathed from the beginning, so... using the property, equity and even this villa in his name, he Except for the ones given to his family, everything else has been transferred to your name, in order to prevent him from dying so that you, a young lady who has never suffered the hardships of life, can still live a prosperous and worry-free life. Life."