Chapter 392

"You Who are you? "

The security guard of No. 10 residence may have been changed, otherwise, he should have known Mo modestly.

He just forced two security guards over.

It's about that Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan know each other. Several people look at each other. Finally, one of them asks carefully, "Miss Chi, he Is that your friend? "

Chi Huan looks at the security guards and the man in front of her eyes. She purses her lips and says, "well, it's the person I know. It's not a dangerous person. Besides, it was seriously injured some time ago. Go back."

It's not a dangerous thing?

Did you get hurt badly some time ago?

Who did not say a word and then put down two people?

But Chi Huan is a resident here. They know that, plus that she is a big star, so she speaks persuasively.

Several people left with batons.

Now it's more than a little late at night. Even at the door of the elevator, no one will pass by. Only Chi Huan and Mo are modest and stand face to face with their own thoughts.

Mo Shiqian always looked at her. When she was talking to the security guards just now, his eyes also fell on her face quietly. He never left. "What are you going to buy so late?"

The new vision turned back to his face from the security guard who left, but quickly recovered. Unconsciously, he stepped back and opened the distance between them. His voice was so casual that he casually said, "my physiological period is ahead of schedule. There is no sanitary cotton at home. Go to buy it."

After a few seconds, the man gave a faint hum.

Chi Huan is so oppressed by his eyes and aura that he doesn't have the ability to think and the mind to ask why he is here again --

and the answer is so obvious.

"I'm back. You're back to the hospital, too."

Then she turned and reached for the elevator.

But the elevator didn't come down and the door didn't open, so she just stood there and waited.

The man's voice is particularly cool in the night, "don't you want to buy sanitary cotton, you don't need to meet me, or let me buy it for you and send it to you?"

Chi Huan's lip biting and lying at will can't be rounded at present.

Mo Shiqian looks at her back. "Let's go."

Chi Huan had no choice but to turn around and walk out.

The man stood in place, waiting for her to walk in front, he just stepped behind her.

Two people one before one after the strange walk in the cobblestone paved road.

Chi Huan didn't look back, but he felt his presence more clearly than looking back, like every nerve in his body was paying attention to him, unable to control himself.

A warm body, some weight.

She looked down and saw that a black coat had been put on her from behind.

She stopped to take it off and give it back to him, but the man raised his hand and said, "wear it."

Chi Huan frowned. "I don't need it."

Mo Shiqian glances at her lightly, and says lightly, "you don't care if I'm dead or disabled. Blow a cold wind and you'll grind something with me."

Her fingers froze, but she didn't say anything at last. She turned and went on.

It's just that the pace has picked up.

But she stepped on high-heeled shoes. When she was about to change her shoes, she received a call from Liang manyue, so she still wore high-heeled shoes that were over 10 cm when she was recording the program.

The pebbles, the light was dim, and she was quick and absent-minded.

As soon as her foot was crooked, she gave a low exclamation, and the whole person fell to one side.

Her powerful arm was firmly and definitely around her waist. At the same time, there was the indifferent voice of the man above her head. "You just think I'm on the same road with you. This road is not long. You don't have to sprain your foot in panic."

When he finished speaking, the man also took back his hand. "Is your foot hurt?"

Chi Huan quickly pushes him away and stands on his own.

"I'm fine."

She took a deep breath, then turned and went on.

In addition to the pace is still a little quick, from behind it does not seem to see anything unusual.

There is a 24-hour convenience store next to the community, but it's at the end of the street.

Mo Shiqian follows her without saying a word.

Stop outside the convenience store, wait for her to buy and come out, then follow her all the way back to the entrance of the community.

Chi Huan didn't say anything to drive him away, because she never looked back at him again.

At the gate, she took off her overcoat and handed it to him. Her voice and color were merciless in the cold and quiet night. "Ink is modest. Don't come to me again."

The man's hand for the clothes was in the air.

She looked up at him with her head on her side, pulled her red lips to show a warm smile. "When she is rich and powerful, she presses me not to break up. Now she can't hold me down. She looks at me like a stalker Why don't you try to get up from the hospital bed and earn back the power you lost money. I don't have love, you don't have money. How can we live together? "The delicate and white face, in the rendering of this expression, is gorgeous and frivolous, superficial and strange.

After all, the modest and handsome face of Mo Shi has changed a little bit. The lines of his jaw are quietly tightened, and the thin lips are also pursed into a straight line, especially the dark pupil eyes, which are finally tightened to the extreme.

When he spoke again, his suppressed voice was still very weak, and the words were very slow, like spitting out from the throat bone, "so are you with them for money or for love?"

"For money, for love, but you don't have either."

He asked in a low voice, "what if I have money?"

As soon as Chi Huan froze, there was a temporary stagnation in his face.

But a few seconds later, she quickly slowed down, and then she let go of a smile. "When you have enough money to stand in front of me and say this, ask me again."

Her hair was blown back into her face.

"But you can't wait for me?"

Mo Shiqian seems to use the tone of statement to say a question, which is the same.

"Why should I wait for you, Mo Shiqian, let a woman wait for a man, it needs a reason, this reason, do you have it?"

The man's eyes stared at her, sinking and slowly saying, "I love you more than they do. Give me time, and I will have more money than they do."

Chi Huan lowered her head, so her long hair fell down, covering her face.

She blinked hard, forcing back the tears in her eyes.

Then turn around and walk inside the gate.

"No, nothing. I don't love you and I won't wait for you."

The long hair and her voice were blown away by the wind.

His face was caressed by the fragrant ends of his hair, and his black coat fell to the ground.