Chapter 33

With that, the city of song went to the door, opened the door and went out.

Listening to the sound of closing the door behind him, Mo Xiuchen's look was still light and didn't turn around.

He looked out of the window, with no expression on his face and indifference. His deep and dark eyes were as plain as water, as if he had not heard what song Zhicheng said.

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when Mo Xiuchen came downstairs, song Zhicheng had already packed the medicine box. Seeing him coming down, song Zhicheng raised his eyelids and looked at him, then turned to look at Wen Yiyi, and then turned to leave.

Wen Yiyi was surprised by the sight of song Zhicheng. She always felt that there was something in his eyes when he looked at him, but she had disappeared before she could catch it.

As soon as the city of song left, only Mo Xiuchen and Wen Yiyi were left in the living room.

She still leans on soft pillow, along with Mo Xiuchen walk to her body side to sit down, the whole body of Wen Yiyi becomes stiff.

Even breathing becomes slow.

Seems to be aware of her stiffness, Mo Xiuchen turned to look at her, see her eyes straight staring at the front, hands and feet are very straight, motionless.

Mo Xiuchen frowned. As he stood up from the sofa, he looked at Wen Yiyi and said, "there's something to eat in the fridge. I'll do what I want to eat at noon. I'll come back at night."

Wen Yiyi was stiff and nodded: "well."

Hanging on both sides of the body has been holding hands, in hearing his words, involuntarily loose some.

See this, Mo Xiu Chen brow wrinkly of more tight, he glanced at the eye temperature to depend on, seem to still want to say something, but a word didn't say at last, turn round, big stride meteor of toward outside walk.

Wen Yiyi watched his figure disappear in front of his eyes, and then he breathed a deep breath and rubbed his waist because he kept an action for a long time.

A moment later, Wen Yiyi carefully moves down from the sofa, white feet on the ground.

The soft touch from the bottom of the foot makes Wen Yiyi feel stunned.

She looked down at the ground and saw that the floor was still cold in the morning, but now it was covered with a hairy carpet.

Her little white feet were sitting on the carpet, and all of a sudden they sank in.

Looking at the fluffy carpet, Wen Yiyi was stunned. Then he remembered that he had fallen downstairs in the morning. He walked up to her and leaned over to gaze at her. His face was slightly embarrassed.

Is it because she fell down when she went downstairs in the morning that the carpet was put on?

Thinking like this, Wen Yiyi's heart can't help floating a trace of warmth.

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Wen Ruchu's and Lin xueru's faces have long been red and swollen by the fans. Their makeup is wet by tears and blurred into a sticky mass on their faces. Their hair is all over their shoulders and their eyes are staring at Lu Shen. They look a little ferocious.

Wen Ruchi moved her mouth to talk, but her face on both sides was swollen. Now that she has opened her mouth, she will be involved in the injury on her face. She bares her teeth in pain and can't say a word.

If Wen Ruchu had been a noble Queen a moment ago, now he would have been a clown pretending to be a failure.

She stared at Lu Shen, gritted her teeth, and made a final struggle: "my father is the boss of Wen's group. You dare to treat me like this. If my father knows, my father won't let you go!"