He spread his hands, "It's in the car."
"Then what do you do now? Will you stay here all night?"
"It seems that this can only be done." Mu Beicheng didn't think there was anything wrong, on the contrary, he felt it could not be better.
Mo Xiaoguo was anxious.
If you don't go home all night, your mother and sister must be so worried that they can't even sleep well.
After closing her anxiety, Mu Beicheng unfolded his coat and put it on her shoulders again. "Your house, it seems, there is no way to explain it tonight. Go back tomorrow and explain to them, and then apologize. I believe they will understand"
The warmth on his shoulders and his comfort made Mo Xiaoguo startled.
He didn't say anything, but he already understood it.
In my heart, there is a warm feeling rising a little bit. She closed the coat on her shoulders and whispered, "Thank you."
"Well. You can rest assured tonight, even if there are only two of us upstairs, I won't do anything to you."
He was afraid that she would be uneasy, and deliberately stepped back and kept a little distance from her, "I will keep at least this distance from you tonight."
She nodded gratefully.
…
The roof was empty, and there was no place to sit.
Two people would not stand like this all night. In particular, Mo Xiaoguo is still wearing 10-inch high heels. After standing for a few hours tonight, I think it’s too uncomfortable now...
"Sit on the ground?" Mu Beicheng asked her opinion.
She thought for a while and shook her head, "I'll stand still, it doesn't matter."
The dress is white, and this sitting is naturally scrapped immediately.
This is a gift from that person, and she can't just spoil it like this.
"Reluctant to dress?"
"Yeah." Mo Xiaoguo nodded calmly, "A friend gave it to him. If he knows I'm so bad, he must be angry."
Mu Beicheng laughed and untied his silk vest, deliberately asking: "Your friend is so petty? It's just a dress."
"No! He is a very generous person!" She immediately defended her "friend" very seriously, as if she was afraid that others would misunderstand him. Did not notice that the smile in Mu Beicheng's eyes was deeper, only saw the movement of his hand.
"what are you doing?"
He had pulled the vest off, wearing only a thin sapphire blue shirt.
The sturdy figure was concealed by the moonlight, and the smooth and perfect lines were clearly visible.
Mo Xiaoguo heard her heart beating.
I saw that he had already squatted down, threw the silk vest on the ground, patted her, and motioned to her, "Sit here."
More horror arose.
"No." She shook her head and refused. She wanted to pick up the vest, but was held in his palm. "Don't hold on, sit down."
She bit her lip lightly, her eyes fixed on him, and negotiated with him, "Then you put on your coat."
"I'm not cold."
Mo Xiaoguo stubbornly took off his coat, "The wind is very cold now." The temperature in spring is not high, especially at night when the wind is biting.
"I am a man!" Mu Beicheng increased his tone.
"But..."
"Mo Xiaoguo, I am also a normal man." Seeing her looking at him confusedly, he paused, and had to continue to explain: "You wear so little to be alone with me, are you not afraid? You have to know that there is no real Liu Xiahui."
Mo Xiaoguo was taken aback and suddenly realized.
Turning pale, she tightened her coat, wrapped herself firmly, and took two steps back vigilantly.
The goal was achieved, but his heart tightened fiercely.
This little girl is really shocked.
And it was he who hurt her...
"Sit here, I'll sit there." Mu Beicheng got up and went to another corner after patted his waistcoat.
The two people were nearly five meters apart, and he sat down silently, his expression deep and thoughtful.
Mo Xiaoguo hesitated, then listened to him, and sat down with his skirt.
Xu was because Mu Beicheng had said a little too much just now, and perhaps because the two people were too far apart, the atmosphere between each other became a little stifled inexplicably.
She shrank herself and leaned against the wall. With his jaw resting on his knees, he looked at him quietly with his eyes down slightly.
In the darkness, his expression was deep and gloomy, and he was indistinct.
"Mo Xiaoguo." He suddenly turned his face to look at her.
Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoguo's gaze was unavoidable, and he was caught upright.
She was so embarrassed that she was so embarrassed that she was blushing. Fortunately, the darkness of the night covered her cramp well.
"Hmm... Something?" She tried to pretend to be calm, her voice as soft as a gnat.
After pondering for a while, he tentatively said: "It happened six years ago..."
She tensed, and she interrupted him almost immediately, her voice blown away in the wind, and she seemed especially fragile: "I don't want to mention it. You said that you don't know what you will do, and you have never heard of it."
His eyes grew deeper and deeper, "Then tell me, have you been doing well in the past few years."
She didn't know why he asked this suddenly-was it out of curiosity or out of sympathy? —However, she knew very well that she did not want to remember the past at all.
and so…
She bit her lip, and said nothing.
However, tears couldn't help falling into his eyes.
From a distance, from his perspective, the two lines of tears are very clear. It was like a heavy shackle, clasped tightly around his neck, making him breathless.
He leaned in the corner and looked at her directly. It took him a while to speak quietly, "I'm sorry..."
This is what he most wants to say to her in the past six years. It seems that because of depression, the simple three words seem particularly heavy.
Mo Xiaoguo only thought he was apologizing for uncovering her wounds, so she didn't think too much, she just buried her head and didn't speak any more.
…
On the top of the building, it was unusually quiet.
Mo Xiaoguo shivered with the cold wind. Staying here for one night is simply a terrible torture. Even though he was wrapped in his coat, his body was numb from the cold now.
What's more, he was wearing only a shirt.
Looking at him worriedly, he was closing his eyes at the moment, looking like he was asleep.
One leg is straight, the other is bent, and the arm rests lazily on the knee. The watch flickered in the dark night.
Even if he was sitting on the ground like this, he still didn't look a little embarrassed. That innate nobleness could not be lost no matter what.
Mo Xiaoguo looked a little lost, and it took a while to recover, and slowly stood up and approached him cautiously.
Kneel down, look at him closer.
Under the moonlight, his facial features became more three-dimensional, as perfect as they were carved out with a single knife.
She took off her coat, she trembled with the cold, but lightly covered him.
He glanced at him again, got up, ready to go.
His hand was suddenly clasped.
She was taken aback.
Bow down, looking at him in astonishment.
He didn't open his eyes, but with a little effort in his hand, he pulled her over. With her long arms tightened, she was slender in her arms.
The man's heat accompanied by a powerful heartbeat shocked her.
She supported his chest with her hand, and she was about to get up immediately.
But he didn't let go. Instead, he used both hands together to hug her who was completely cold. He grabbed his coat again and wrapped the two together.
"Mu Beicheng!" Mo Xiaoguo couldn't help exclaiming, calling him by name and surname, struggling fiercely.
"Relax, I won't do anything to you." Until now, he opened his eyes and met her eyes.
"Don't... you let me go." She broke his finger.
"This will be a little warmer. Mo Xiaoguo, don't be so stubborn!" With her petite body clasped in his arms and her cold little face buried in his neck, Mu Beicheng calmly whispered: "I said before Whatever you do, you are bluffing. Don't move, just stay like this!"
He is very domineering.
Completely ignored her struggles.
Mo Xiaoguo also thought he would be very resistant. After all, it was like today six years ago, because of a warm hug, it happened...
However, at this moment, under his strength, she gradually gave up the struggle.
The warmth that belongs to a man swept through the thin shirt, and her flustered heart gradually calmed down.
His big palm was obviously very cold, but when it fell on her waist, she felt it was so hot that it made her mouth dry.
"Change to a more comfortable posture." Confirming that she was settled down, he put her whole body on his lap with slight pressure on his hands.
The strong muscles under her body and such an intimate posture made her embarrassed and ashamed.
I wanted to say a lot of rejections, but before he could speak, he had further guided: "Put your hands on my neck, it will be a little warmer."
She was completely stiff, she wouldn't even move.
Mu Beicheng sighed helplessly, and simply grabbed her hand and asked her to circle herself.
The hand was also stiff, and a thin layer of hot sweat oozes from the palm of his hand, and Mo Xiaoguo only felt that the fingers that fell on his skin faintly trembled. It seemed that there was an electric current running through her fingertips and swaying into every cell of her body.
"Sleep for a while, I'll call you when the door opens." Mu Beicheng spoke above her head, his voice especially sexy in the dark night.
Mo Xiaoguo didn't dare to think any more, she closed her eyes nervously, her small face still buried in his chest.
He tightened his coat again, and Mu Beicheng closed his eyes. Mu Beicheng slowly opened his eyes until her even and light breathing came from her arms and her body relaxed.
In her arms, she was calm and quiet, sleeping like a doll.
Raising her lips, she stretched out her hand and gently moved the hair on her cheeks. At such a close distance, he could see her clearly through the moonlight.
At that time six years ago, he didn't even know what she looked like. Everything was based on a primitive instinct. However, that feeling went deep into his bones and made him feel aftertaste.
Now, she just slept unsuspectingly in her arms...
The breath is still so fresh and clean.
Maybe, in the past six years, she has never been contaminated by the world
Suddenly remembering the scene of her kissing Lu Feng just now, he frowned unconsciously, and stroked her pink lips with his fingers uncontrollably, as if he wanted to wipe away the breath that didn't belong to her.
Mo Xiaoguo slept drowsily, her lips were warm, and she faintly felt it. I thought it was Mo Xiaona who was harassing her, her lips moved, and her white teeth bit her finger.
She seemed to be afraid of biting the other person, she didn't even dare to use too much force, so she looked more like a pure baby.
Mu Beicheng took a deep breath.
The hot and wet fingertips made him feel stiff.
Focusing on her innocent in his arms, he has the urge to wake her up and kiss her hard.
However, if I really did this, I am afraid that I would never want to get close to her again, it would never be possible again.
Mu Beicheng smiled bitterly.
Little girl...
Does she know how hateful she is now
the other side.
'Moon Shadow' clear it.
Lu Feng didn't know how he would accept Liu Dan's invitation, and sat here with her listening to the grieving mid-bass, pouring a bottle of beer.
Throughout the evening, the foreign wine, white wine and beer were poured down at the same time, and he couldn't stand it even with the best amount of alcohol.
Drinking to the depths, looking at every woman, he felt that it was Lu Ying.