Xia Qiao'an was naturally shocked. She stood beside her at a loss. In her memory, the two met in England. For so many years, even when he was in a bad mood, he had never been so angry with her. .
"Sorry, I've upset you." With a small voice, Xia Qiao'an felt aggrieved, and her eyes gradually turned red, but it wasn't enough. She pinched herself secretly, and it hurt a lot. Sure enough, her vision changed. It became more and more blurry, and in the end, even Mu Nanfeng couldn't see clearly.
The vegetables on the table were a bit cold, but no one had touched the chopsticks, and because the dishes were too similar, Mu Nanfeng's eyes were deliberately avoided, so now, apart from the sound of the TV in the living room, Xia Qiaoan was the only one left. Depressed sobbing.
This is anger! It's not that Mu Nanfeng didn't know that his temper was weird, and he was patient. He reluctantly packed up his emotions and said to her, "It was my fault just now, don't worry about it."
This is what Xia Qiao'an was waiting for, and she went down the steps immediately. She lowered her eyebrows and shook her head: "It's okay, I know you're in a bad mood, I'll go get the wine."
That night, on the balcony of the high-end apartment, Xia Qiao'an and Mu Nanfeng sat in a pair, and the original agreement was only to drink a little, and it was no longer just a little when it came to the back.
Xia Qiao'an has an appetite for alcohol, and so does Mu Nanfeng, but today he doesn't know what to do, as if he just felt that he didn't drink much, and he was already dizzy and a little annoyed. Come and stop him: "Nanfeng, don't move, you still have injuries on your head. It's not good to drink like this today, so don't move."
A woman who was usually so charming and charming was now willingly crawling at his feet. Mu Nanfeng lifted his eyelids to look at her when he heard her words. Her eyes were not black, but his reflection was full of them.
"Who are you?" As if he was drunk, Mu Nanfeng raised Xia Qiao'an's chin frivolously. Xia Qiao'an was already shocked when he heard this question, and when he saw his unclear eyes, his heart was even more uncomfortable, but at that moment Inside, she was like a ghost, and she opened her mouth softly at him: "I, yes, Gu, sincerity, sincerity."
Word by word, Xia Qiao'an learned 100% of Gu Chengcheng's usual weak voice. She never wanted to believe that she would lose to Gu Chengcheng. Maybe she didn't give up, so let her try again.
What about Mu Nanfeng's reply? He didn't reply to Mu Nanfeng, he just dragged Xia Qiao'an into his arms with a probing hand, very tight, Xia Qiao'an was unprepared, and opened his mouth to scream, Mu Nanfeng ignored her struggle, lowered his head and covered her lips, divided External tenderness.
The struggle was just a moment, and in the second she was kissed by the man she admired, Xia Qiao'an's heart was cold. If she had a choice, she would rather he pushed her away just now.
"Nanfeng..." With her lips so blocked, Xia Qiao'an's words were not very clear. She tried her best to turn her head away, and the hot kiss fell on the side of her face.
"Nanfeng, it's me..." I hope he will come back to his senses. Xia Qiao'an can't wait for this kind of intimacy, and he doesn't want him to treat her as another woman. No matter how scheming she is, Xia Qiao'an is not someone who doesn't want dignity.
He kept pushing the male body in front of him, but Mu Nanfeng was unmoved. His eyes were crazy and the kiss was fierce, like someone who had been thirsty for a long time.
"Sincerely." Holding Xia Qiao'an tightly, Mu Nanfeng closed his eyes and murmured.
The sadness was greater than the death of her heart. Xia Qiao'an finally realized this sentence when he pronounced that name. She couldn't tell whether the heart was filled with remorse or something else, but one thing she knew was that she was obsessed.
She knew what she was doing, and she knew that it might not have any results, but because she didn't know the results yet, she still had a chance.
"I like you, Nanfeng." Tenderly confessed, no longer resisting him, Xia Qiao'an put his arms around Mu Nanfeng's neck, recalling the bits and pieces between the two of them over the years of knowing each other, he was so energetic and handsome It's compelling, she, Xia Qiao'an, deserves such a man!
He was just confused, but Mu Nanfeng's hearing was still there. Xia Qiao'an's words made him very happy. Although he didn't say that kind of happiness, Xia Qiao'an felt it through the strength of the hug. She felt sad and replied. When you hold him, just listen to his loud voice: "I hurt you that day, I'm so damn good, don't you hurt a lot?"
With the words of extreme pity, Xia Qiaoan didn't know what to do, and she didn't know how to react. She only hesitated for a few seconds before Mu Nanfeng let go of her. There, then... Then Mu Nanfeng woke up.
"There should be a wound here. It took several stitches." He said to her.
Only after hearing these words did Xia Qiao'an understand a little, she was about to pull out her hand in a panic, but Mu Nanfeng grabbed it tightly, with a strong force, as if she was going to smash someone who dared to pretend to be Gu Chengcheng to ashes, and her tone was even more serious. It is as low as minus zero: "You are not sincere, who are you."
Xia Qiao'an couldn't break free, this time her eyes were really turning red, how could she not feel sad, how could she be better than that Gu Chengcheng
"Gu Chengcheng Gu Chengcheng! Don't tell me you only remember Gu Chengcheng when you are drunk, why don't I know when you became so deeply in love with her?" No longer in a slightly pretentious and coquettish tone, Xia Qiaoan seemed to vent her anger. Literally dissatisfied.
The fog in front of him was filled with fog, and Mu Nanfeng couldn't get out anyway. He was trapped inside for a long time. Only Xia Qiao'an's voice could be heard clearly. The woman resented him. This is what Mu Nanfeng feels at the moment.
And finally... When the clouds opened to see the moon, the person in front of him was named Xia Qiao'an, not the Gu Chengcheng he thought when he was confused.
Seeing this clearly, Mu Nanfeng's alcoholism was also awakened by seven or eight points. He remembered what happened just now, but how could he admit it? Acknowledging that he didn't say anything about the divorce, is he really regretful in his heart
Do not! He, Mu Nanfeng, is not that kind of person who can't afford to let go.
"What happened to me just now?" In a short period of time, Mu Nanfeng cleared up all his displaced thoughts and asked Xia Qiao'an knowingly.
Xia Qiao'an thought that he was really drunk, and that he really didn't remember anything, so he didn't tell him the truth: "It's nothing, I just drank too much. I want to help you go back to rest, but you still refuse to be angry with a child."
Mu Nanfeng curled his lips with a thin smile, and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
"Yes." Xia Qiaoan replied.
She has come to this point, she has no retreat, and she does not want to retreat.
#####Xia Qiaoan, your unrelenting temptation has yielded results, so what's next