"Chunan?"
Xue Xue closed her eyes and calmed her mind.
"It's Xue Mengwu... No, is it Xue Mingzhu who asked you to be a lobbyist?" After returning to her normal tone, her voice became indifferent. "Otherwise you wouldn't call me during business hours, would you, brother?"
The tone of this "brother" is very different from that of the "brother" just now.
Xue Ci felt a little melancholy, although he knew that this was Xue Xue's normal attitude, he still felt uneasy.
"It's not like that, Chunan."
Xue Xue didn't respond, just listened to Xue Ci quietly.
"I didn't call you because of Pearl."
Although the fact seems to be the case, Xue Ci also knows that his words are not very convincing, but it is not so much because of Xue Mingzhu that he made this call, it is better to say that Xue Mingzhu provided him with a reason for him to make this call. make a call.
Change the time, change the reason.
The two have completely different meanings.
For the first time, Xue Ci hated her emotional dullness.
Also, he really didn't care too much about Xue Chunan.
From the first time they met, Xue Ci had determined that Xue Chunan was a kind of person, someone who knew how to restrain emotions, calm enough and rational enough.
Because of this impression, he completely ignored that Xue Chunan at that time was actually just a teenage girl.
The parents who got along with her since childhood were not the real parents, but the real parents had children who loved her even more in her absence. Even if Xue Chunan was wiser and more transparent, it would be impossible for her to not care and not get hurt.
But he didn't notice this, and even thought he was right, and asked Xue Chunan to think more about his parents and Xue Mingzhu.
What should be made up the most is the most thoroughly ignored.
Xue Ci has never been so clearly aware of his dereliction of duty as he is now.
As the elder brother of "Xue Chunan".
"Mingzhu really wants to see you, but it doesn't matter if you don't want to see her." Xue Ci paused. "And my parents..."
Thinking of what Xue Mengwu and Lin Xiyun have done these days, Xue Ci also felt ashamed for them.
"I'm sorry, Chunan."
Xue Xue was startled.
A heat surged up in his chest, driving away the cold and bringing warmth.
She closed her eyes and sighed inwardly.
A long overdue apology.
Because of Xue Ci's call, Xue Xue stayed in the locker room for a longer time this time.
But she felt that she had tried on the dress she wanted.
Of course, it is not as fit as a personal order, but in terms of tailoring, version and style, it seems to be as pleasing as it is specially made to cater to Xue Xue's aesthetics. Therefore, after lifting the skirt and turning it around in the full-length mirror, after confirming that there were no flaws in 360 degrees, she decided to get this one.
Lifting the inner curtain, Xue Xue pushed open the door of the locker room.
Unexpectedly, a man sat on the originally empty leather sofa. The long legs are half-curved, the upper body is leaned back, and it is comfortable but elegant and imposing, as if shooting a pictorial.
"Mu Rong?"
The man looked up from behind the newspaper.
After seeing the clothes Xue Xue was wearing, the slightly drooping dark gray pupils shrank suddenly.
The lights and shadows scattered in the clear colors, and finally gathered into a bunch of focused eyes that fell on her.
Xue Xue blinked, and suddenly had the idea of playing tricks.
Straight legs flickered in the fishtail skirt outlined by layers of tulle, and a hollowed-out peony was embedded on the side of the slender waist, which corresponded to the woman's extremely gorgeous appearance. The beauty is in it.
The lotus steps moved slightly, and she curled up gracefully.
Mu Rong's body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.
Xue Xue didn't stop until he was in front of him.
With a condescending attitude, his eyes are flowing, and he is full of coquettishness.
She leaned down slightly.
The chest is half exposed, and the sleeves are secretly fragrant.
Su's hand stretched out, five fingers frivolously placed on the man's thin chin, rubbing the cyan beard that had just emerged.
Prickly, itchy.
Something is different.
Xue Xue thought.
It is no longer shrouded in dilapidated and old colors like the lime that has accumulated on the door and wall for many years, and now Mu Rong has vitality. Although it is not very clear, it is changing for the better.
The night before dawn was extraordinarily long.
However, once the dawn of dawn appears, there will always be dawn.
Thinking about it, the movements in Xue Xue's hands became gentler.
The finger pulps are swirling, kneading gently, slowly, and the rhythm is soothing.
"Well."
Mu Rong couldn't help but let out a low, comfortable hum, like a big cat who kept purring while being groomed by its owner.
Under the light, those beautiful eyes are like a misty deep sea, mysterious and unpredictable.
"How?" Xue Xue asked in a low voice. "Are you still satisfied?"
The subject is not specified, which is extremely ambiguous. Especially when the two were very close to each other at this time, lips to lips, nose to nose tip, like the murmur of love from a cross-necked mandarin duck between the ears and temples.
"Mr. Mu..."
Xue Xue sat on Mu Rong's lap.
Tiptoe, soft body, soft as boneless.
"You're hard."