Chapter 620

The height of the two men is almost the same, and their temperament overlaps, but the difference is more obvious. The look in the eyes of Chen Mei in Mo Shi is a bit of a yuppie, but not frivolous. Wen Hanye looks gentle, but he has his own temperament.

This is a high-grade residential area, with clean corridor and bright light. It is only a little luxurious and expensive but impersonal.

When Mo Chen pulls thin lip, smile open, "small Wen always seems to have what dissatisfaction to me?"

"I dare not," said Wen Hanye

“……”

The handsome face of a man is always covered with a mask like smile. His tone is gentle, but the meaning is obvious. "I know I have done a lot of things to hurt Wenyi in the past, but at present, she is still my wife..." Tone sedulously paused a few seconds, the radian of his lips angle raised Yang, "later also will be."

Wen Hanye said with a smile, "only Have you hurt her in the past? "

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, and the smile seemed to fade, but the radian was still there. "It seems that Xiao Wen is very dissatisfied with me."

Wen Hanye shrugs his shoulders unnecessarily, and smiles casually. "To be honest, it's all men. If Wen is not my sister, I understand you very well."

Mo Shichen silently raised his eyebrows and smiled, "the implication is, as a brother, don't think I'm a good choice with your sister?"

"Don't you think you are a good match?" asked Wen

“……”

A few seconds later, Mo Chen's lips were smiling and nodded his head without any psychological obstacles. "Of course."

“……”

Wen Hanye shakes his head and pulls out a fake smile on his lips. "On the matter of thick skin, young master, you are really a rare enemy."

“……”

When Mo Chen stall, "I am sincere to her, are all men, Xiaowen always you doubt my sincerity?"

Wen Hanye has no place to put his hand, but he also carries it in his pocket and squints at him to laugh or not. "That woman, Li qianrui, I heard that she has come to the stage of marriage talks with you. She was kidnapped by your brother and doesn't know where she is. You are safe here to go to bed with my sister Tut, although your emotional experience is not as rich as mine, the speed and efficiency of turning pages are faster than mine. If you refuse to accept it, you can't do it. "

Mo Shichen's face remained unchanged, and he smiled clearly, "do your brothers and sisters think I'm too heartless?"

Wen Hanye nodded his head, sighed, and sighed, "you broke up with use in the first place, and then you married my sister Say break to break, it is to provoke these women to think of you forever

Mo Shichen's handsome face is cold, thin and cold. It's like a smile instead of a smile. "If I divide, I will marry your sister. If I don't marry tomorrow, I will marry next year. Why should I waste such a large period of time to pester you to the end of the world?"

Break is break, choose is choose.

Just as when he was in Jiangcheng, he chose Li qianrui. He did not regard himself as Mo Shichen or Wen Yi as his wife.

Now the choice has changed, but his approach, in essence, has not changed anything.

"You are pestering her now, but because she is your wife, and you just have a little interest in her, so she is the only right choice for you, just like when you lost your memory and drifted in Jiangcheng, Li qianrui is your right choice..."

Wen Hanye's voice line has a kind of indolence that has been deliberately prolonged, but it has always been filled with cool energy, "but the right choice may not always be right, you didn't have less ambiguity with use when you married my sister, you abandoned Li qianrui without blinking your eyes, for you, there is no woman irreplaceable, and now this little happens to be interested Master Mo, you are not the only one who can make the right choice. "

For Wenyi, the right choice is to refuse the relationship completely even if it starts.

He didn't just hurt her in the past, he will.

Mo Shichen did not speak.

He looks at Wen Hanye and the closed door behind him.

Wen Hanye didn't say much more. He stood up straight and walked past him with his feet raised.

With a "Ding" sound, the elevator door opens, and Wen Hanye has walked straight into the elevator, and soon disappears on this floor.

Mo Shichen stood for a long time in the cold and quiet corridor with bright white lights. He took a step forward, pressed the password with his fingers, and then pushed the door in.

The lights in the apartment are basically off, but Wen Hanye is probably afraid that Wenyi will wake up in the middle of the night, so he left the floor lamp beside the sofa in the living room. The light is yellowish, and even more quiet in this quiet night.

He opened the bedroom door with light hands and feet. In the dim light, he saw the figure of a woman on the bed, lying on his side, not knowing whether he was asleep or not.

He went to the bedside.

The curtain was not closed. The moon in the night cast in the bright light. She closed her eyes and breathed evenly. Maybe she drank wine, so she fell asleep quickly, but her face was still thin red.However, Mo Shichen noticed that the woman in the quilt was still wearing the white dress at the party.

Although Wen Hanye is her own brother, he is different from her when he is an adult, so he simply wipes her face with a hot towel, and it is impossible to change clothes for her by himself.

He turned on the lamp at the head of the bed, scratched the woman's nose with his fingers, and whispered, "Wenyi."

The woman frowned, her head moved, but there was no sign of opening her eyes.

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The next morning, Wenyi woke up with her eyes open in her usual time. She sat up with her heavy head and clapped her face to dispel her drowsiness.

After sitting for nearly three or five minutes, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed. When she landed on her feet, she suddenly realized something. She lowered her head and looked at her nightdress His face suddenly changed.

She remembered She had a few vodka last night. Although she was a little drunk, she knew that her brother had sent her back.

Her brother won't be so perverted to change her clothes, will he?

That goods precocious is very, men and women are different this kind of thing has not been in junior high school he understood, she has not started to develop him to avoid * *.

After sitting by the bed for a while, she comforted herself. Maybe she didn't feel comfortable sleeping in the dress she wore last night, so she changed it. Anyway, if she was drunk, she would enter the amnesia fragment mode.

At this thought, she was relieved. She got up and went into the bathroom to wash.

She stood in front of the washbasin and squeezed the toothpaste. She looked up in the mirror, and her face suddenly changed.

In the clean mirror, there is a clear reflection of the dark red purple mark on the clavicle under her neck.