Eyes facing each other.
Her heartbeat sped up inexplicably.
Mo Shiqian was the same as that day, dressed in semi-casual formal attire. His handsome face was vague, which made him even more attractive. The cigarette between his fingers burned one-third, which was about the time he had been waiting outside the door.
Before Chi Huan could react, the man stretched out his hand toward her, took the lever of her suitcase, took the cigarette from his lips with his other hand, and blew out a smoke ring, "Let's go. "
Then without looking at her, he turned around and walked towards the elevator.
She followed immediately.
When entering the elevator, Chi Huan took the cigarette from his hand and threw it into the trash can standing next to the elevator.
Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and looked at her inscrutably.
She looked confused for a while, coughed twice, and explained, "The elevator is a closed space. How much does your smoking affect me?"
"Did you just destroy it?"
"ah?"
He looked at her dumbfounded expression with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid that if there is a flammable substance inside, you might light it on fire, and then accidentally light up the whole building?"
Chi Huan, "..."
What he said was a bit off to her. Thinking about it, it seemed that it was really possible. She was at a loss and leaned over to take a look.
With a ding, the elevator door opened.
Mo Shiqian's lips curled up a bit, and the hand that wasn't pushing the suitcase reached out to hold the woman's arm and took her directly in.
Chi Huan was caught off guard and was dragged in staggeringly, falling on his chest. It took him a while to regain his balance.
The elevator door has closed.
She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Didn't you say that if there are flammable objects, they might be set on fire?"
The man raised his hand and touched her head, and only laughed a little, as if her reaction pleased him.
Chi Huan was even more confused.
There was a car parked downstairs. When they walked over, the driver saw them from a distance and got out of the car. He took the suitcase from Mo Shiqian's hand, put it in the trunk, and then opened the back seat for them. car door.
… …
The distance from Lancheng to Jiangcheng is not that far, it only takes an hour and a half to fly.
As soon as I left the airport, I was greeted by people who had been waiting for me.
The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a suit, with the smile on his face that Chi Huan was used to seeing when dealing with upper-level leaders, "Mr. Mo, are you and Miss Chi going back to the hotel first, or are you going to have lunch directly? We are already prepared. It’s ready.”
Mo Shiqian lowered his head to look at the woman beside him and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"
She looked up at him, pursed her lips and smiled, "Not too hungry."
He hummed, "Go to the hotel."
"Okay, Mr. Mo please, Miss Chi please."
A six-star hotel in Jiangcheng.
Presidential Suite with Sea View…
Yes, it's a suite.
The hotel waiter carried their suitcases to the living room for them, stood up next to the sofa and said with a smile, "You two can call room service if you need it. If you don't have anything else to do, I won't disturb you for now."
Chi Huan nodded, "Okay."
Soon, they were the only two people left in the suite.
The sound of the waves sounded intermittently, seemingly far away and yet close at the same time. It was both noisy and quiet, yet it felt like it was isolated from the rest of the world.
Chi Huan took off her high heels, happily ran to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtains, and pushed the floor-to-ceiling window open.
The salty sea breeze blew against her face, blowing her long hair up.
Her hair was very long and thick, not completely black, but very dark in color. When blown by the wind, it seemed like she was covered in long, scattered hair from her shoulders to her waist.
The lower body is made of women's nine-point trousers made of light material, which is very elegant.
Mo Shiqian picked up the hot tea prepared in advance on the coffee table according to his preference. Through the overflowing fragrance of tea, his dark eyes looked at the woman lying on the railing for a moment.
She was barefooted and had a slender figure. The sea breeze seemed to make her very happy, like an elf.
Chi Huan felt the cool masculine breath approaching him, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned around subconsciously.
As a result, this action seemed like she had thrown herself into a man's arms.
Although it was actually because the man's arms fell on the railings on both sides of her waist, naturally trapping her within this range.
She didn't look up and could only see the buttons on his shirt.
The deep voice seemed to vibrate the chest, "Do you like it here?"
"Well... I haven't come out to relax for a long time."
Her waist and back were pressed against the somewhat cold railing. She didn't know why the air seemed to be very thin, making it difficult for her to breathe, but she didn't reach out to push him.
This action is very ambiguous, no doubt about it.
But what made Chi Huan depressed was that he seemed to be so casual with her, not even realizing that he had a woman trapped in his arms. He didn't say a word, and he didn't make any next move.
Where's the hair dryer
After enduring it for a while, Chi Huan couldn't bear it anymore and quietly raised his head to look at him.
The first thing that catches the eye is the man's strong and perfect curved jaw, then the thin lips, the straight bridge of the nose... and the tightly closed eyes.
He is really blowing the wind.
Chi Huan turned around silently, put his hands on the railing again, and rested his chin on the back of his hands.
Mo Shiqian opened his eyes and looked down at the head of the woman in his arms.
After a while, he retracted his hand from the railing, landed on her waist, and then buried his chin into her shoulder.
Chi Huan instantly stiffened in his arms.
It's strange to say that they had done all the intimate things between them, just a simple hug, but she felt that her heartbeat was very fast... The man's breath burned her ears faintly, and it was low. He was hoarse and nonchalant, "Have you and that Yin Chengfeng... not reconciled, or did he agree to what you did?"
Her voice was soft but prolonged, "Well... he's not my boyfriend."
"No, what do you mean?"
She tilted her head, "No, it's not, what's the point?"
"oh?"
Chi Huan pursed his lips and said, "I overestimated your moral bottom line at the beginning."
"So you picked up a man to pretend to be your boyfriend?"
"Just by the way."
He smiled lowly and asked in a low voice, "I overestimated my moral bottom line at first, but now... you have lowered your bottom line?"
Chi Huan considered it carefully and said slowly, "It was your wife's lover who forced me... maybe... she also wants to divorce you, but you all don't care. I'm the only one who's in dire straits. What's the point?"
He said calmly, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get rid of me if you stick to me?"
"Not afraid."
Mo Shiqian turned over her wrist, exposing the scarred wrist above, "You died once, do you want to look away?"
She curled her lips and said rather dissatisfiedly, "You think I want to die, but I never said that... I still don't blame you for yelling in the middle of the night and causing many scars on my hands. The doctor said the cut was too deep." It will disappear naturally. Do you know how troublesome it will be for me to film in the future?"