Song Shu finally changed her face. She looked at him for a while. However, the handsome face of a man could not capture anything except indifference. The ups and downs of her chest slowed down.
Finally, she forced herself to use calm language, "Mr. Mo, I really don't know Miss Chi is your girlfriend."
If she knew Never make such a stupid mistake.
Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and smiled coldly on his lips. "I remember, you seem to have a boyfriend?"
Song Shu is embarrassed by the look in her eyes and the cold tone.
She does have a boyfriend and has a good relationship, which means she is stable, but she is not warm and angry. If there is no accident, she may enter into marriage peacefully at the right time or at any opportunity.
She was born and worked in a decent way, and didn't disdain to be a junior. When moshiqian came back, she fought for it. But after he married xiatangtang, she didn't move her mind. Only after the divorce of this man, she still had some uncontrollable thoughts.
Song Shu closed her eyes, and then opened them. "Mr. Mo, I can guarantee that I will never hurt your feelings with Miss Chi, or do anything wrong like yesterday."
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Chi Huan stayed in Paris for more than half a month. She had planned to go to Holland, Denmark and Iceland after staying in Paris for a few days. However, Moshi was not allowed to be modest. She was called "a girl is not safe".
She was also a little angry. At last, after the man coaxed her, she went with her in person, and she just gave up.
But no matter how long she stays, she still has to go back, which is totally different from if she chooses to live in Paris, because every day, in addition to shopping and playing, she eats and sleeps with moshiqian at night There's nothing else to do.
This kind of short day is called relaxation vacation, long, it is called boredom.
For Chi Huan to return to Lan City, Mo Shiqian is not willing to delay.
Chi Huan: "I was only going to stay for three or four days. I came here to visit you, and then I went to other places to travel back to Lancheng. Now I have been with you for 20 days, President Mo da."
It was Sunday when we talked about it. Moshiqian had a rare holiday and totally took a day out to accompany her. They sat on the Bank of Seine River and blew the cool and warm autumn wind. She still had a half dug mousse cake in her hand. The larger scale is not necessarily called love one color movie. People made it very artistic.
"No, it's a play. A teacher I met when I was learning to perform asked if I had time. I agreed."
"So you're going back?"
Chi Huan took a peek at him from the corner of his eyes and said in a soft voice, "is it rare for an actor to have a chance to play a drama?" she put the mousse cake aside, raised her hand around his neck and said, "don't look stiff. It's fierce."
Seeing his face not only didn't ease, but more and more tense, she went up to kiss him again and asked with a smile, "you don't want me?"
Mo Shi looked at her smiling face with humble eyes, pulled his lips, "no, you won't give up."
Chi Huan, "..."
She was quiet for a while, then smiled, "you really don't like me?"
He held her chin tightly, stared at the bright and crafty smile that bloomed on his hand. The bottom of his eyes was thick ink, and he said lightly, "Your Majesty, I have a habit of sleeping with you in 21 days, or I will lose sleep."
Chi Huan, "..."
She looked him in the eye and couldn't move it.
His eyes seemed calm and merciless, but he looked at each other for a few seconds, as if he was not deeply in love.
Chi Huan pursed her lips and asked, "when you first came to Paris Insomnia? "
"No," the man replied decisively, his tone becoming a line with no ups and downs, "I have no time to sleep and no conditions for insomnia."
Chi Huan, "..."
Mo Shiqian glanced at her with a low eye, "besides, I misunderstood you at that time, so I want to crush you in my dream once in a while," he said faintly, "I really should say sorry for the dreams of those years."
Chi Huan, "..."
"You've really hated me for a long time," she said, looking at him sincerely. "I think you're really terrible. If I don't like you, will you make me miserable?"
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Mo Shi smiled modestly and said in a hoarse voice, "it seems very right, your majesty."
He said, clasped the back of her head and kissed, touching and delicate.
When he first came to Paris, every time he thought of her, it was like a hand reaching into his chest, holding his heart to death. The more he wanted to break free, the tighter he held it, and the pain of suffocation spread.
However, if her head is empty, her appearance will emerge and linger.The more he can't get rid of it, the more likely that hand will crack his heart.
Such a vicious circle.
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