Shu Nuan felt sad when she thought that Qing Zhi was so afraid of her being upset that she had to suppress her love for her father.
She would even take a step back in a daze and wonder if... she wanted to talk to Sheng Qianmo. Qingzhi wanted to get along with him, so she got along with him. But it had nothing to do with her. She didn't want to focus on Sheng Qianmo anymore. If Mo is on his body, it will only make himself more embarrassed.
However, what she didn't expect was that Sheng Qianmo was still guarding outside the Heng Mansion in the middle of the night.
Shu Nuan just couldn't sleep at that time and wanted to go out to see if the guy had really eaten the noodles. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Sheng Qianmo sitting on the stone steps. He was obviously just sitting there, but he was invisible. He gave people a very strong aura. Four years later, he was stronger, taller, mature and stable, and even more handsome and charming than before.
That kind of charm is not only in appearance, but also in temperament, which makes people feel at ease and stable.
While she was staring at his back in a daze, Sheng Qianmo stood up and turned around. His eyes were dark and deep, calm and gleaming, so seductive that Shu Nuan was instantly confused.
Sheng Qianmo also didn't expect that Shu Nuan would come out in the middle of the night, and he was only wearing thin pajamas. Sheng Qianmo frowned: "Why did you come out?"
Shu Nuan didn't respond, just looked at him, then glanced at the empty bowl on the stone steps, paused, and said, "Who will give you money in the middle of the night?"
Sheng Qianmo was stunned for a while before he understood what she meant. He raised his lips and smiled lightly, "Can you give me some warmth?"
Shu Nuan snorted coldly, "That's a nice thought."
Sheng Qianmo looked at her and answered the question: "The noodles are delicious."
Shu Nuan turned away, his eyes stinging in pain.
She knew that this sound was delicious, and it was after four years.
Four years, four years.
Every time I think about four years, I feel extremely sad.
I'm angry why he's not here anymore, I'm sad why he's not here anymore...
Shu Nuan tried her best to raise her eyelids to prevent herself from crying again. She stared into the distance with hot eyes, speechless.
So she didn't even know when Sheng Qianmo walked up to her. By the time she reacted, Sheng Qianmo was already standing a short distance away, looking down at her. His tall figure enveloped her, and Shu Nuan felt a sense of being... Suppressing the illusion, she raised her head to say something to him, but Sheng Qianmo held her back domineeringly, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Not the slightest pause, not the slightest hesitation.
It was clear that it was her, so he kissed me hard.
It was a kiss that had lasted four years.
The moment he kissed her, Shu Nuan's mind seemed to be empty. He didn't know what to think, let alone what to do.
There is only one sentence in my mind -
Is he kissing himself
He's kissing himself...
He was kissing himself.
Sheng Qianmo's kiss didn't last long, but he kissed her so hard, as if filled with all his thoughts. When he let go of Shu Nuan, Shu Nuan only felt that his whole body was a little soft, and he had the illusion that his breath had been taken away.
Shu Nuan's cheeks seemed to be so red that they could bleed. She covered her red lips and looked up at Sheng Qianmo, her eye circles a little red.
Emotions unclear.
She really didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.
But Sheng Qianmo lowered his head, slowly closed his eyes, pressed his hand against her fair forehead, lightly opened his thin lips, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Nuan Nuan, I miss you so much."
Four years of confusion.
I miss you so much.
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