Chapter 491

Red wine is for chihuan. The degree is not very high. But when the wine enters the stomach, it burns like a fire.

After two drinks, he got up and went back to the living room.

The French window didn't close. Standing in the middle of the room, I could see her figure. Her arms were on the railing, and her long hair floated out.

The wrapped cape was also blown by the wind.

Looking at her back, I couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

Mo Shiqian stood and looked for a while, but he still didn't walk past. He turned around and lifted the trunk to the master bedroom.

After about 40 minutes, the man came out of the master bedroom in his bathrobe, and she was still lying in the arms with her head askew. The lights in Jiangcheng were still on, and the world was prosperous.

But she stood there, like standing outside the bustling, full of cold.

He went out anyway.

When Chi Huan heard the noise, he turned around and said, "it's late. What time is it Go back to bed, you will be busy tomorrow morning. "

And then he would walk by his side.

At the moment of passing, the man reached out and clasped her wrist.

Mo Shiqian was a subconscious action, but when she touched her wrist, she found that it was very cold, and her brow was wrinkled, "I don't know how to enter the room because it's so cold?"

After 40 minutes of cold wind, although it was not cold this day, it was cool in the autumn evening.

Her hand was in his hands, warm and generous.

Chi Huan looked up at him. "It's not cold. The sea breeze is very comfortable."

The man pulled her in, the other hand conveniently pulled the floor to floor window, and drew the curtains together.

In the living room, there is a wall clock hanging on the wall as a decoration. Chi Huan glances at the time. "It's eleven o'clock. It's time to go to bed."

He didn't go to see the time, just looked down at her, "well."

Chi Huan looks down and sees the hand he holds I don't know if he forgot by the way, or

"Do you have anything else to tell me, or do you want me to do?"

"No."

"Oh, then you forgot to let go of my hand."

Mo Shiqian looks down at the hand that two people hold together, or does not loosen, "what do you mean to love me?"

"What else does it mean to love you?"

"What do you mean not to be with me?"

"Well You and I are not young. If we don't go for marriage, we shouldn't delay each other. I know it's very difficult for you to marry me. As for me I grew up here. I have lived here for 26 years. All relationships and careers are here I don't know... "

The latter part is not complete, but the listener naturally understands it.

Paris says it's far away. It's very near to go there. It's far away to stay there and take root in the future.

Leaving home for a man It takes too much courage and too much to give up. It's not that we can't be sure. It's just

She drooped her eyebrows, curled long thick eyelashes on her face fell a shadow, but also blocked the look of her eyes.

Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "do you want me to marry you and stay in Lancheng for you?"

Chi Huan was shocked and looked up at him. "I didn't think so..."

Let him stay in Lancheng for her, which is obviously an extremely unrealistic thing, she did not think like.

I didn't think so. What did she think?

When Mo Qian stared at her face, the thin lips tightly pursed, and after a while, he said quietly, "sleep in the master bedroom."

Chi Huan, "..."

She just lowered her head and raised it again, a little shocked, "you Let me sleep with you? "

He looked at her as if she was surprised and asked without expression, "what's the problem?"

"No Do you believe what I said? "

Although she couldn't figure out what he was thinking, with her intuition, she felt that moshiqian could not talk about not believing her words, but could not talk about believing them.

Mo Shi frowned modestly. "I don't believe it."

"Oh No. "

The man eyebrow just stretched a few minutes, well, still didn't release her hand, took her hand and walked into the bedroom.

When he got to the door, Chi Huan stopped.

Mo Shiqian thought that she would repent, looked down at her, and said in a deep voice, "how?"

"I'll go back and brush my teeth. Everything I bring is over there."

His face was just a little more beautiful, but he still didn't let go and led her into the second bedroom.

Chi Huan didn't know what he wanted to do, but he didn't ask again.

"You go wash, and I'll take it."

She looked up at him and said a good word.

The man just let go.

Chi Huan has washed and applied skin care products before, but he just dug up and had a dinner. He just needs to brush his teeth and wash his face.When she finished cleaning up the past, Mo Shiqian was smoking at the head of the bed. The dim yellow light and the blue and white smoke lingered around him, like the post-processing lens in the movie, with a beautiful face, mature, sexy and unpredictable.

Seeing her coming in, he looked up at the past, put out the unfinished cigarette in his hand, and said in a low voice to her, "it's late, go to bed."

Chi Huan takes the door with him, then lifts the thin quilt and climbs onto the bed.

The man reached for his long arm and pressed the main switch. All the lights went out in an instant, and his vision became dark.

The bed of the hotel is very big. There is a long distance between them.

After a long time, Chi Huan still leaned towards him in the dark, his soft body nestled on the waist side of the man, but he didn't move, breathing evenly in the dark, as if he had fallen asleep.

After a day's running, she was really tired, and she went to sleep slowly.

The moon is not too bright in the night, but there is still light brilliance. The eyes can see the general outline of the house after a little adaptation to the darkness.

He looked down at the woman in his arms.

Her body is close to him, and her bare arm seems to be still cold at night. His palm can't help covering it. The other hand is raised, and his fingers touch her face.

Until her cold, soft and boneless hand finally became warm in his palm, he only lowered his head and printed his thin lips on her eyebrows in the quiet darkness.

It seems that this is not enough. He loosened her hand, instead, he held her waist, held her face, kissed her closed eyes from the center of his eyebrows, then held her nose, sweet lips, and spread the whole soft and greasy face. Finally, he buried himself in the hair on her shoulder, deeply smelled her breath.