Chapter 109

Mo Shiqian's steps did not stop at all, holding Chi Huan's hand and walking directly down the stairs.

The black guster stopped in the dark of the light. The man opened the copilot's door for her naturally, and then went around the front of the car and back to the driver's seat.

The car drove away for a long time.

The car is quiet all the time. Chi Huan looks at the changing scenery outside the window and seems to be in a trance.

The man's low voice broke the almost rigid silence, "are you not happy?"

Chi Huan returns to his mind, takes back his sight and whispers, "No."

"You didn't speak," he said lightly

She said in a funny way, "can't I not speak?"

"No, you should have a lot to say."

Moshiqian is a quiet man. He doesn't like people shouting in his ears, but he doesn't like the too quiet Chi Huan, especially the abnormal quiet.

Chi Huan purses her lips, and is silent again.

She wants to ask, and indeed has a lot to say, but she doesn't know where to start.

She thought about it and picked up the simplest one and asked, "who was that ceramic cigarette just now?"

"The wife of a boyfriend on suyabing."

"I asked her what she had to do with you."

She heard all the quarrels just now. Of course, she knew the relationship between Tao Yan and Su yabing.

"It doesn't matter."

This kind of answer is an indirect refusal at all. Chi Huan is too bored to ignore him and turns his face to one side.

After a while, the man said softly, "when I checked Su yabing, I found out her relationship with Shen Hong. She is Shen Hong's wife I can give her the help she needs recently.

"What help?"

He replied in an orderly manner, "she wants to divorce, but her husband refuses to let her leave, and her family does not allow her to leave. She needs a lawyer, and I will find a lawyer who satisfies her."

Chihuan, " Yuelin

"Well."

She bit her lower lip. "What do you have to do with Yuelin?"

"I was a roommate for half a year in college."

Chi Huan didn't respond for a while, and asked unwittingly, "how can you be a roommate with him? Isn't Yuelin in Stanford's law department? "

The man's knuckled fingers are holding the steering wheel, and glances at her slightly. "You don't know where your man went to college, what he learned, but you are very clear about the passer-by who has only met you."

Pool Huan from his as always light tone inexplicably read out some dark unhappy.

She said, "you didn't tell me. I don't know what you are now. How can I know which university you came from?"

She is under twenty-one this year. Moshiqian is four years older than her. It seems that she has already passed her twenty-five birthday.

In the years when he was a bodyguard for her, she always thought he had no culture

This kind of idea is deeply rooted. Although he has a new cognition later, it hasn't been renewed in the subconscious. He always feels subconsciously that he hasn't read university.

Mo Shiqian drives without saying a word.

It seems to Chi Huan that ouqin graduated from Stanford.

She pursed her lips. "You and Yuelin are classmates. Are you in Stanford Law Department?"

"Almost."

Chi Huan later learned that the difference was that he did study law at Stanford, but he majored in business administration and law.

As for why he was only a roommate with Yuelin for half a year, it was because he found a business opportunity and made a lot of money when he was in college. Because he liked to live alone and quiet, he rented a senior apartment and moved out on his own.

Of course, I made a friend with Yuelin at that time.

Chi Huan whispered, "you don't look like you're studying law."

And he's obviously not in the business.

"I didn't study law to be a lawyer," the man smiled at her

"And what are you for?"

He smiled lightly, "because of leisure."

Chi Huan, "..."

"Are you and ouqin classmates?"

"Schoolgirl."

Xuemei two words, Chi Huan inexplicably feel unhappy, seems to have a vague energy.

"She likes you."

"Well."

"She's excellent, don't you care?"

Chi Huan seldom agrees with which woman is excellent, but ouqin is indeed a talented woman recognized by the industry and celebrities, and she also believes that her name is worthy of passing.

He said lightly, "it's excellent, but what does it have to do with heartbeat? I've seen better ones."

"Even if it's better, you haven't been moved, have you?"

After a moment's silence, he said in a low voice, "what is it like to be moved?"Chi Huan can't answer this question.

Mo Shiqian did not like anyone, let alone love.

The idea became clearer in her mind, and then hovered for a long time.

"You have many choices. Why did you choose me?"

"You want me."

That's right. She asked him to be her man.

She looked down. "There should be a lot of women who want you."

After a few more seconds of silence, the man said, "is this an important question, Chi Huan?" His voice was steady. "Love is just an emotion, and most of the time it's negative. I can give you more than this word can give you."

Chi Huan doesn't speak.

She didn't know what to say, because she was confused.

"Chi Huan, when you like Moxi, you just want his people and loyalty. You don't love me. Can't my whole people and all loyalty satisfy you?"

A man's voice is deep and pleasant, with the best sound quality, but his tone is cool and cool.

She didn't talk. She didn't talk.

I want to think about his words, but my mind is as stiff as a stone.

He can be frank and candid to a good and like his woman, he belongs to her, which will make her born as a woman instinct pride and joy.

Can think of these have nothing to do with love, these pleasures will inevitably fall into the confusion of loss.

The car stopped at the parking lot of a Chinese restaurant.

Chi Huan lowers her head to untie the seat belt. Just as she is about to leave the car behind, she pushes the door open and gets out of the car. A shadow falls over her. She subconsciously looks up and is facing the thin lips that the man is covering.

The long and powerful palm clasps the back of her head, the flexible tongue Prys open her lips and teeth, and hooks her in for a long time.

She didn't respond, then she reached out and pushed his chest hard --? This is a public occasion, if the paparazzi photographed them kissing in the car

She struggled even more.

But before she started to move, she was pressed deeper into the passenger seat by the man, deeper, harder, and even rougher, like a predatory kiss.