She stood still, and moshiqian had come to her.

The tall figure enveloped her whole body.

The man's thin lips with a faint smile, "I thought you could stay busy until the early morning to avoid me."

"It's not about making movies or making money. It's not necessary to make it day and night. I don't have any parents who are seriously ill. I don't need to work hard." she said in a light and lazy way, looking at him with her head askew. "It's you who send me in the morning and pick me up in the evening It's still early. You're not ready to work when you leave lodummer? "

Moshiqian reached out and took her hand, took her to the parking direction, and said calmly, "otherwise, I will work to make money in the future. You don't take any other work except shooting the drama you like?"

Chi Huan tries to pull out his hand and fails.

She hung the bag on her wrist again, and broke the man's left hand to clasp her left hand, which still failed.

If she failed, she would not try to be brave.

"Do you know what women strive to make money for?"

He didn't move his eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "in order to be independent, or to be abandoned by men and continue a beautiful life? I'm not going to abandon you. You don't need that. "

"Maybe others are for this, but I am not," said Chi Huan

The man looks back at her, the warm eyes are covered with deep doting, "then what are you for?"

She raised her eyebrows and gave him a slightly provocative look, "in order to be able to dump a man at will."

Mo Shiqian squints his eyes, takes back his eyes and looks forward, without speaking.

Until he opened the copilot's door for her, and Chi Huan was about to stoop to get on the bus, when he heard a faint voice from a man on his head, "your understanding of what you want may need to be redefined."

If you can't get rid of it, you can't call it arbitrary.

Chi Huan glanced at him and turned cold.

Stop talking to him, bend over and get in the car.

When the car started, she said nothing and her head was leaning out of the window. She didn't want to talk to him or even see him.

"Happy."

She didn't speak at all as if she hadn't heard.

The man did not because of her attitude and spleen, patience gentle way, "take your ring back."

Ring?

Chi Huan's eyelashes moved and looked down at his fingers.

Ten fingers are thin and white, without any cleaning.

The ring she had been wearing was taken off at the time of recording the program, which had not occurred to her yesterday.

"No, I don't want to."

"Why?"

"I don't want to give you any reason why you can't listen. I just won't wear it."

Mo Shiqian was not angry, and said in a somber tone like a reminder, "did you forget what I said when I put the ring on you?"

Don't take it down, or I'll lock you up.

"If I run one day, do you have to lock me up?"

There was a long silence in the car.

Half a sound later, the man low smile, "you can try, it is not impossible."

…………

At night.

After dinner, Chi Huan locked himself in his study again.

As soon as she sat down in the chair, she found that the rose in the vase had been replaced with a fresh one.

There are still water drops on the petals.

She took the ring out of her bag and put it in her palm for a long time.

The inside of the ring is still etched.

Finally, she opened the drawer, took out the ring box, and put the ring in.

Press your finger and close it.

The ring box is put back in the drawer, and the watch on the wrist is also taken off and put in.

Finally, push the drawer to the end.

…………

Chi Huan turns off the desk lamp on her desk and gets up to go back to her bedroom.

As soon as the door opened, she was startled by the unexpected appearance of the figure and took two steps back.

When she saw people clearly, she said half angrily, "what are you doing? It's quiet. It's frightening."

Maybe because she was really scared, her tone was not so "bad", more like a common complaint.

The man is quite innocent, low way, "I am preparing to knock on the door, you opened, this also blame me?"

Chi Huan didn't look at him, just impatient and unsavory, "what can I do for you?"

"I'm afraid you'll sleep in the chair again," he said in a low voice

She looked up at him. "You don't allow me to break up, and you have to sleep with me. Is it interesting? I used to think I didn't respond to you when I loved you. You expect me to respond when I'm not interested in you?"

Mo Shi's modest and handsome face is slightly tense, but the tone of voice is still not turbulent. "I'm used to sleeping in one bed and I'm not used to changing another, let alone the habit of sleeping with a woman. What do you say?"She seemed to be too lazy to say anything to him, and she would walk straight past him.

But before he took two steps, he was held by the man.

Chi Huan said impatiently, "I'm going to take a bath and go to bed. What do you want to do?"

He raised her hand, a faint voice murmuring, "where's your ring and watch?"

The ring doesn't say that she never took off the watch except for bathing.

She looked into his eyes fearlessly. "I said, I don't want to wear it."

"Don't want to wear a watch?"

"I used to wear all kinds of clothes for a few days. Don't you know?"

The man stared at her deeply, and after a while he said, "I see."

Then he let go.

Chi Huan didn't know what he meant.

But naturally she would not ask. She turned and left.

…………

When Mo Shiqian comes out of the bath, the woman in bed seems to have fallen asleep.

Because of her "coldness", they can't do anything but sleep.

If you put on more sleeping clothes, you will be able to fake the truth.

Or one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer.

When the man 's kiss spread from her cheek to her ears, and then increasingly fell to her neck, and the more kisses, the more affectionate and strong breath, so that she could not continue to pretend not to respond to bear it, she finally sat up, and casually touched a lamp that twisted off the head of the bed.

"Mo Shiqian, you..."

A word that seemed to annoy me stopped suddenly in the orange light.

The handsome face of a man is addicted to the lust of love. After being interrupted by her, it is set off with a sense of abstinence.

Her eyes were still fixed on him.

The light was not bright, but it was enough for her to see the injury on him.

Because of the loose bathrobe, the skin of the chest is exposed. There is just a deep wound. It should have been cut by the blade. It has already been scarred, as if it is still coagulated with dark blood.