Chi Huan looks at him, but he is not angry. He looks at his beautiful face for a while, and suddenly smiles, "I just want to go back and sit by myself. Are you angry? You are moody today. Is your uncle here? "
She suddenly felt that he was holding her as if he were holding a favorite doll, and he was not happy to let him go.
Naive.
Uncle?
Of course, Mo didn't understand the meaning of these three words, but according to the context, he could also guess about it. At that time, he didn't speak, picked up the poured tea and fed it to his lips.
Chi Huan looks at him like this, but he feels a little chuckled.
"I use your cell phone now, and the waiter will serve later. You can't hold me like this all the time."
after a pause, she followed with a smile. "If you like to hold me like this, I'll go back and let you hold it."
Mo Shiqian looks at the tiny stars under her eyes. The depression in her chest is not only when it dissipates most of it, but also the softness.
He loosened his hand and let Chi Huan go back to the opposite side and sit down.
She used her mobile phone to check it quickly this afternoon, and then it quickly heated up and fermented. At last, she directly pressed down the things Bess had tossed out, and became the number one of hot search -
after all, her fans plus Pei Yi's fans, and the number of people alone stood an absolute advantage.
It's common for official blog to launch propaganda in advance. Besides, she's hot now.
When she discussed the script with Pei Yi, she didn't know who shot it They just chat on the set for a while, and they can be cheated by brain?
These are not important. What's important is the mainstream comments -
short, fat and round Uncle President?
Chi Huan looks at the face of Qing Juan, who is so indifferent and handsome that he can't help but smile.
Ink when modest lips up, pull out a cool smile, "so happy?"
The words are understated, but the low threat in the words is particularly strong.
"Are you angry that they say you are short, fat and round, or are they angry that Pei Yi and I match very well?"
The man put down the teacup in his hand and said calmly, "tweet, clarify."
"What?" she said
He narrowed his eyes and said, "everyone knows you are a woman. Do you want my head to shine green?"
Chi Huan, "..."
These shadow catchers can make his head shine green. When is his psychology so weak?
See she didn't want to promise meaning, the man's face is more and more heavy, thin lip also gradually purses into a straight line.
She thought for a while and said, "these things will disappear in a period of time. They are originally shadow catchers, and new things happen every day in the entertainment circle. These CP fans are just wishful thinking and enjoying themselves As long as their beauty is high, they can even get together with men. "
Except for the bad negative news, she usually takes a cold attitude towards the affair of gossip I never take the initiative to stir fry crimson, and I don't want to take the initiative to explain something that doesn't matter.
Mo Shiqian looked at her and lifted her thin lips slightly. "They are them, others are others, but you are mine. I don't allow your name to be contaminated with other men."
Chi Huan looks at him and his heart beats.
She had a strange feeling all of a sudden.
When they first got together, she said, "you will be my man in the future.".
Later, he once said lightly twice that I am yours.
This seems to be the first time he said -
you are mine.
Originally, they were all casual and could not make any difference.
But there is a difference.
The man's eyes are deep, deep, clear and meaningful. Looking at her eyes, I don't know when they are covered by the strong coldness
Perhaps there has always been, but once introverted deep, and deeply buried in the bones of the hegemonic, now or a little bit of overflow.
After thinking about it, Chi Huan gave in.
She didn't explain this before because it was unnecessary. Since he cared, it would be OK to clarify.
She got up and went to his position, climbed to the window position inside and sat down, folded her left hand and the man's left hand on the glass, and then revealed the same couple's wristwatch on her wrist.
I took a ten finger gesture with the camera of my mobile phone.
Mo Shiqian lets her play with her, and finally looks at the picture still in her mobile phone screen.
The long and bony hands of men are linked with the white and soft fingers of women. Their outlines are faintly revealed on the glass in the lens, and the flourishing lights are outside the glass.
"Well, I'm sure no one will say that you're short, fat and round..."
He looked down at her satisfied self-talk, thin lips on her cheek, left, a word so low spit out, "happy, let's get married."This sentence was said by Mo Shiqian. It's really not new.
Chi Huan is already immune.
When he tells her that I love you one day, she may have other girls who are in such a high mood to hear her boyfriend say that she will marry me.
She was playing with something simple and profound, pretending not to be artificial, and said casually, "next time you remember to prepare flowers and rings."
Every time I say marriage, there is only one sentence. I really don't know if I should say that he is plain or just a whim.
Mo Shiqian reached out and took away the mobile phone that she was typing in the microblog seat, then the faint voice of the man sounded on her head, "send me the photo."
"How can I send you my cell phone if you take it away?"
"This Weibo is not sent now, it will be sent after zero."
"I went to sleep at zero."
"Well, you'll get up tomorrow morning, and the background is more convincing in bed."
Chi Huan, "..."
She got up with her mobile phone to go, and was pushed down again by the man.
He repeated in a low light, "happy, we are married."
If we say that we should get married, the word "Ba" has a little meaning of asking for help, then when we go to the word "Ba", there is only a statement.
The pool became quiet and sat down beside him.
"Without flowers and rings, we can talk about marriage," she said, looking up at him nearby. "You Are you in love with me? "