"Why don't you want to," she pursed her lips, "you don't really like me that much."
"Just think that I like you."
If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, just take it as it comes.
She said angrily, "But I don't like you."
"You like me," Mo Shiqian looked at her face and stated calmly, "otherwise you wouldn't let me be your man, and you wouldn't be willing to go to bed with me."
Chi Huan's face was hot, "You are shameless, you forced me."
The man looked down at her and raised his eyebrows, "If you really don't want to and I force you, will you just let it go?"
Chi Huan bit his lip and was speechless for a moment.
Of course she wouldn't be able to let it go if it were any other man.
She actually didn't know what was different about Mo Shiqian from other men besides staying by her side the longest.
She didn't feel that she loved him, just like a woman loves a man. She only knew that she didn't hate him. Whether it was having an intimate relationship or living together, she became more and more accustomed to it, except for the toughness that sometimes annoyed him. , it seems that she can accept everything about him.
She can accept him, live a peaceful and down-to-earth life.
But she didn't think she could pull him to bear it with her.
This burden was too heavy, and even if she had a deep relationship, she wouldn't have the confidence to do so, let alone between them—
She is a little confused. Does she have feelings
Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "That doesn't mean anything, Mo Shiqian, I just want to break up with you."
The man's handsome face remained indifferent, as he simply thought she was acting like a child.
He opened the quilt and put her in, and said calmly, "Go to bed when you are sleepy. I will worry about the things you are worried about."
His tone was too calm, and his understatement made Chi Huan feel that he didn't understand what he was going to face at all, so he was so calm and calm without even frowning.
Chi Huan's hand slapped the quilt hard, "Mo Shiqian!"
The man stood by the bed and looked down at her, and said calmly, "If you don't want to sleep, let's do something else."
What this other thing means is self-evident.
Chi Huan's fingers resting on the quilt curled up, and then she looked up at him, with a cold sarcasm on her delicate face, "Why are you talking so high-sounding? It's not like you haven't raped me before,"
She paused, pursed her lips, then turned her face and continued indifferently, "I was with you on a whim. You don't like me and I don't like you either. It's all because of you that I'm being scolded now. So I don’t want you now, and I don’t want to be with you anymore!”
When she finished speaking, she realized that the bedroom was eerily quiet.
The man standing by the bed kept looking at her without saying a word, and then listened to her quietly.
Finally, he curled his lips and said lightly, "Is it over?"
"you… "
Chi Huan looked at his turbulent eyebrows and eyes, looking at her with only a thin layer of coolness and a vague sneer. A deep chill filled her heart. She was really angry. She picked up the pillow and threw it at it. , "Get away!"
Mo Shiqian tilted his head slightly and hid, then the pillow fell on the ground.
He bent down to pick it up and threw it back casually.
Chi Huan was sitting on the bed, his anger clearly lingering, his chest rising and falling obviously, and his eye circles were red.
The man walked over, leaned over and reached out to lift her chin, lowered his eyes to lock her face with his gaze, and smiled softly, "You were the one who said you didn't want me, and you were the one who asked me to leave. Why are you still looking like you're about to cry?" What does it look like?”
She looked like she was about to cry.
Chi Huan glared at him and was about to open his mouth to speak, but when the man took the opportunity, he lowered his head and kissed her passionately and deeply. At the same time, his waist was also buckled, and he was forced to stick to the man's chest.
Then just let nature take its course and linger in the middle of the night.
For Chi Huan, Mo Shiqian is the one in control of the world of lust, and she is always sinking into it, no matter whether she is willing or unwilling at the beginning.
Late at night, Chi Huan was so tired that she finally didn't even have the energy to think about the troubles that were bothering her, so she fell into a deep sleep.
The night is warm and quiet.
The man was leaning on the bedside, looking down at the crimson face on the pillow. It was quiet, with traces of crying, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed even in his sleep.
He stared at her for a long time, until the cigarette in his fingers burned to the end, then he put out the cigarette butt, bowed his head and kissed her forehead.
… …
Mo Shiqian got up earlier than Chi Huan. When she woke up, she was the only one left in the bedroom. She didn't have the mind to think about it, so she got out of bed in a daze, brushing her teeth and washing her face sluggishly.
When she went back to the bedroom to get clothes to change, the cell phone on the bedside rang. She picked it up and looked at it. It showed an unfamiliar number without any notes.
She frowned for a while, then with a flick of her finger, she answered the phone.
It was the voice of a young man whom she recognized as her father's assistant for the past two years. "Miss, your father has been taken away..." The voice was hesitant and dry, as if it would be difficult to complete the sentence. "Mr. Chi asked me to tell you that during this period, you will first let... take you abroad to hide for a while. When the news calms down, you can return to the country."
Chi Huan was silent and didn't speak.
"Miss Chi?"
"So fast?" She was probably still calm, but she did mutter something like this. She only found out about this matter yesterday and was taken away today. After a long pause, she said again, " I get it, I get it.”
After repeating it twice, Chi Huan hung up the phone.
It was originally a tough battle, but she didn't expect the result to come out before she could react.
She couldn't tell what it was like, she was numb.
I remember when she was the most rebellious, she once said to Chi An with a sneer - "A corrupt official like you who has done all the bad things will probably spend the rest of his life in prison!"
Before she reached the age where she should be completely sensible, she already knew that Chi An was not a good person, not a good father, not a good husband, and not a good mayor.
She had hated, complained and even cursed, and over the years she had gradually become nothing but indifference and indifference.
After standing blankly in the bedroom for a minute, when she woke up again, she changed her clothes and took care of her hair as quickly as possible, and even put on nude makeup.
She took her bag and came out of the cloakroom. As soon as she stepped into the living room, she saw the figure she was already familiar with.
She looked at him seriously for a while.
Although Mo Shiqian didn't love her, she knew that as long as she opened her mouth, he would face it with her. He was such a man. Such unfounded certainty made Chi Huan feel a little less lonely and desolate.
But she finally raised her eyes and said lightly, "Before I come back, I don't want to see you or anything about you anymore."