Mo Shiqian takes out the cigarette and lighter from his body, lights it up without hesitation, takes a deep breath and spits out the smoke from his nose, "what do you want to say?"

"I think you just got along with each other. Your private affairs have nothing to do with me. You can figure out how to arrange Tangtang and xiaomango."

The handsome face of a man is blurred by the blue and white smoke.

Wenyi's tone is light and deep. "At the beginning, she was forced to break up with you. Since she has been in love for five years, it's not easy for her to go through these years. If you decide to get back together with her, you should deal with the relationship with Tangtang as soon as possible, so as not to hurt both women in different degrees..."

"What do you say?"

When he had finished speaking, he was interrupted by a deep male voice, which was hoarse and short.

Ink between the fingers of modest smoke, cigarette end of the hot bright out.

He stared at Wenyi's beautiful and elegant face, his pupils had suddenly shrunk to the extreme, and his three-dimensional facial features were frozen.

Wenyi was surprised to see his reaction. "Didn't she tell you? My father forced her to break up with you. "

The man stared at her, dumb and tense, "you know? You knew it from the beginning? "

"You know, I don't know the details, only that my father seems to be threatening her."

Mo Shiqian suddenly got up from the sofa and stared at her in a commanding voice and asked in a low voice, "you know from the beginning that you never wanted to tell me these years?"

Over the years, Wenyi has been working under this man for five years, and it's a good person for the whole cloud Sur to come here and have a personal relationship with him.

I know him better than many people, but I don't think I've ever seen his mood fluctuate so much.

After a moment's silence, she said, "I'll tell you what happened. Since it's her choice, if she wants you to know, she'll tell me what I need to do. Besides, since my father can threaten her, most of them have her handle. I'll tell you rashly, it's not necessarily good for you..."

"And then you get married, and you have Tangtang and little mango. What do I say?"

…………

The roof of the hospital.

Chi Huan feels that the accident here makes her feel very comfortable. She has a broad vision and can see the sea far away. It is open and quiet, and only the sea wind is blowing noisily.

The only drawback is that there is no place to sit.

After standing for a while, she was thinking about whether to sit on the spot. Suddenly there was a heavy and rapid footsteps behind her. She turned around, but before the people in front of her could see clearly, she was pulled into her arms by the man's arms, and her head was pressed into his chest. It was dark.

The clear and strong masculine air filled her nose, which made her familiar without any panic.

Except for accidents.

She knew it was moshiqian, but she didn't know what was wrong with him for a while.

But it didn't take long.

It's clear that he just talked to Wenyi alone. Maybe she told him something about that year.

At the same time, there are some indescribable loss.

Sure enough, he didn't believe what she told him before. He won't believe until others tell him.

It's true that she also knows it's normal, but her heart is still irresistible, and she can't say it's stuffy.

I don't know how long I've been standing like this, but Chi Huan put his hand to his chest and pushed, "you can loosen your hand a little bit and press me carelessly. Maybe you can suffocate me."

The man just let her go a little.

Chi Huan, who was free, raised his head in his arms, broke off his hand which was still on his waist, and then turned to the edge of the roof without saying a word.

Originally, it was not far away. When it was still half a meter away, the man with more and more frowns pulled it from the back into his arms. "I don't want you to see Li qianrui. What are you doing here?"

"I asked your bodyguard to see it."

"What are you doing on the rooftop?"

When he came out of the ward, he went directly to Li qianrui's ward to find her. When he met the bodyguard who was going to turn back, he knew that she had come to the rooftop instead of going, so he went directly to the rooftop.

For a moment, I didn't think why she came to the roof.

Chi Huan pursed her lips and looked down at his waist man's arm. "The smell of disinfectant is everywhere in the hospital. I don't like it, so I came up and got the wind."

Mo Shiqian is keen to detect her slight unhappiness from her tone. He breaks her face with his right hand, looks down at every change of lines on her face, and asks in a low voice, "are you not happy?"

In fact, when she went to see Li qianrui, he saw her pale face.

He also knew that she had a keen mind, and would know that he had asked her to see Li qianrui just because he wanted to talk to Wenyi alone.

She just didn't say it and didn't express any obvious displeasure.Chi Huan pulled his hand away. "I'm tired of standing on my legs and want to sit on it."

Mo modestly raised his eyes and glanced at the table. The brow of the sword was thick and wrinkled, "no, it's too dangerous."

"No, I will be careful."

The man was still full of disapproval. "If you're tired, come back to the ward with me, or if you don't like it, let's leave here now, go back to the hotel or the coffee shop, and sit in the restaurant."

Chi Huan looks up at him. The difference between the treatment and the attitude is obvious at once.

She was very upset.

She didn't want to, because reason told her there was no need, and his reaction was just human nature. Besides, although she was not worried before, she still hoped that he could believe her.

Now with the evidence of Wenyi, he believes it completely, and it's a lot easier.

But it is still difficult to get rid of the depression, or even more accumulation.

Human nature is one thing, feeling - that's another.

She pursed her lips. "I just want to blow here. I wanted to feel it when I was in a movie before."

Mo Shiqian saw that she was stubborn and didn't speak for a while.

After a standoff, he said helplessly, "joyous, dangerous."

"What's so dangerous about it? I've done more dangerous things when I was filming."

Finally, it was the men who compromised.

He reached out and spread out his palm. "Give me your hand and I'll let you sit on it."

Chi Huan takes a look at him. He stretches his hand and puts it in his palm.

Moshiqian leads her to walk over, one leg on the edge, holds her hand and stares at her to sit down. In the middle, he can't help but say, "dirty, it will dirty your pants."

No matter whether Chi Huan sits down or not, the building is under her legs, completely vacating -

if it wasn't for a man to hold her hand, she really wouldn't dare to sit like this.