Song Shu's expression finally changed. She looked at him for a while, but she couldn't capture anything but indifference on the man's handsome face. The rise and fall of her chest went from rapid to gentle.
Finally, she forced herself to say in a calm tone, "Mr. Mo, I really didn't know that Miss Chi was already your girlfriend."
If she had known... she would never have made such a stupid mistake.
Mo Shiqian raised his eyes with an attitude, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, "I remember, you seem to have a boyfriend?"
Song Shu was forced to feel a little embarrassed by the look in her eyes and the cold tone.
She does have a boyfriend, and the relationship is good. Good means stable, but tepid. If nothing happens, maybe the right time or some opportunity will come and she will get married peacefully.
She had a respectable background and job, and she didn't bother to be a mistress. When Mo Shiqian came back, she fought for it, but after he married Xia Tangtang, she never thought about it again. However, after this man divorced, she still had nothing to do. I had some thoughts under control.
Song Shu closed her eyes and then opened them, "Mr. Mo, I can promise that I will never hurt your relationship with Miss Chi, nor will I do anything inappropriate like yesterday."
No matter how much he said, he only got the man's calm words, "If you are not satisfied with the change in position, you can submit your resignation letter."
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Chi Huan stayed in Paris for more than half a month. She originally planned to go to countries such as the Netherlands, Denmark, and Iceland after staying in Paris for a few days, but Mo Shiqian refused, saying that it was not safe for a girl.
She even lost her temper, but finally the man coaxed her to accompany her in person, and she finally gave up.
But no matter how long she stayed, she would still have to go back. This was completely different from if she chose to live in Paris, because apart from shopping and having fun every day, and eating and sleeping with Mo Shiqian at night... there was nothing else she could do.
If such days are short, they are called a relaxing vacation; if they are long, they are called boring.
Regarding Chi Huan's return to Lancheng, Mo Shiqian was not happy about it but was procrastinating.
Chi Huan: "I originally planned to stay for three or four days, come over for a visit, see you, and then travel to other places before returning to Lancheng. Now I have been with you for twenty days, President Mo Da .”
It was Sunday when we were talking about this matter. Mo Shiqian took a rare day off to spend a whole day with her. The two of them sat on the bank of the Seine and blew the cool and warm autumn wind. She also held a digger in her hand. Halfway through the mousse cake, she said several times that she wanted to go back.
Mo Shiqian turned his head and frowned to see her eating the cake and licking the spoon. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he frowned and said, "You can go back with me."
Chi Huan bit his spoon and looked at him, blinking, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Mr. President."
The man stared at her for a while, pursed his thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "You were separated from me for five years, we quarreled one day after we reconciled, and you only really got together with me after you came to Paris. This period of time adds up to less than a month." Come, I work during the day and can only accompany you after get off work. Chi Huan, your job is currently vacant, why are you in such a hurry to go back, am I so unattractive to you? "
Chi Huan, "..."
She licked her lips, touched the cake crumbs on her chin, and turned her head to look at the expressionless man staring at her.
Is he... complaining
"You work during the day... I'm bored staying here."
"You went back and had a lot of fun without me at night?"
"Can we make a video call?"
"jet lag."
Well, there is indeed a jet lag, which is sometimes very inconvenient. Especially when she was in Lancheng, she would often go shopping and watch dramas with Youran during the day, and then stay home at night. Her night at his place was already late at night.
Chi Huan lowered his head and poked the mousse cake cup with a spoon, as if he was hesitating.
Mo Shiqian continued to press, "How long have I stayed in Lan City? You are not willing to stay in Paris for a month because of me?" He raised his hand and pinched her chin, still expressionless, "If I didn't plan to go back to Lan City, Chengfa, do you plan to have a long-distance relationship forever or break up with me?"
Chi Huan, "..."
"I took a job."
The man narrowed his eyes and said, "Chi Huan, don't tell me that you accepted Zhang Yan's erotic movie."
Those with a larger scale may not necessarily be called erotic movies, but they are very artistic.
"No, it's just a play. A teacher I met when I was studying acting asked me if I had time, and I agreed."
"So you want to go back?"
Chi Huan glanced at him from the corner of her eye and said in a soft voice, "Isn't this opportunity rare? For actors, acting in dramas is a good training." She put the mousse cake aside and raised her hand to wrap it around his Neck, coquettishly said, "Don't be so stern, you look so fierce."
Seeing that his expression not only did not soften, but instead became tighter and tighter, she leaned in for another two kisses and asked with a smile, "You can't bear to leave me?"
Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and looked at her smiling face, twitching his lips and said, "You are not willing to let me go."
Chi Huan, "..."
She was quiet for a while, then smiled again, "Are you really so reluctant to let me go?"
He pinched her chin with his fingers tightly, staring at the bright and cunning smile blooming on his hand. His eyes were thick with ink, and he said lightly, "Your Highness, I have formed a habit in twenty-one days. I have already I’ll get used to sleeping with you in my arms, otherwise I’ll suffer from insomnia.”
Chi Huan, "..."
She looked into his eyes and couldn't move away.
His eyes seemed calm and ruthless, but after looking at each other for a few seconds, they seemed to be bottomlessly affectionate.
Chi Huan pursed her lips and asked naggingly, "When you first came to Paris... did you suffer from insomnia?"
"No," the man answered decisively, his tone flattened to a straight line with no ups and downs, "I don't have time to sleep, and I don't have the conditions for insomnia."
Chi Huan, "..."
Mo Shiqian glanced down at her, "Besides, I misunderstood you at that time, so when I slept occasionally, I wanted to squeeze you to death in my dreams," he said lightly, "I really should say something to you about the dreams I had in those years. Feel sorry."
Chi Huan, "..."
"You have really held a grudge against me for a long time," she looked at him and said sincerely, "I think you are really scary. If I really don't like you, will you make me miserable? "
Paranoid and scary ex-boyfriend…
Mo Shiqian smiled slightly and said hoarsely, "It seems right, Your Highness the Queen."
As he spoke, he cupped the back of her head and kissed her, a lingering and delicate kiss.
When he first came to Paris, every time he thought of her, it was like a hand reaching into his chest and clutching his heart. The more he tried to break away, the tighter the clutch became, spreading the pain of suffocation.
But, whenever my mind is empty, her image will definitely appear, and it will never go away.
The more he couldn't drive him away, the more it seemed that the hand was going to crush his heart.
Such a vicious cycle.
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Have you heard the clarion call that the text is over...