Wenyi said, "no need, I'll do it myself. You didn't come to Lancheng this morning. You walked with me all afternoon. You should be very tired. You'd better go back to the hotel and take a bath and have a good sleep."
Shen Yu looked at her. "How good are you at cleaning the house?"
Although he is a question, he is a statement.
Wenyi is really not good at housework. When she lives alone, she is either called a hourly worker or wenmu goes to clean up and supplement her food every three to five times, so she can't deny the refutation.
When Shen Yu saw her embarrassment, he had a few moments to push forward, and smiled lightly. "I'm not tired. I'm better at these things than you. In the army, I do it by myself. First, you go to make up the bed in the bedroom, and then clean up the bathroom. If you're tired, you can take a bath and go to bed earlier."
"Well then."
"Well, go ahead and tell me if you need any help."
Wenyi's mood is too complicated to say, and her mind is a bit confused. She turns to find the bedroom.
She looked around to find out the bedding. Before she could spread it out on the bed, the door rang.
She only came in less than ten minutes. Who will find her?
Wenyi is going to open the door with an answer that she wants, but Shen Yu, who was in the living room, has already gone to the porch step by step.
As soon as the door is opened, the four eyes of the horizontal line are so aligned.
Mo Shichen was dressed in a dark gray thin coat, handsome, self-cultivation, elegant temperament. The gentleman was as gentle as a textbook. After seeing the wrong way, he crossed Shen Yu's shoulder and just saw the woman coming out of the bedroom.
Mo Shichen didn't speak to Wen Yi's eyes. He looked at her in such a dark way. He didn't open his eyes until she took the lead. "Ma'am, your new house, won't let me in?"
He said something to Shen Yu, but he was looking at Wen Yi.
Shen Yu turned to Wenyi.
She raised her feet and walked over, standing between the two men.
There was a short standoff, but Wenyi quickly said, "you come to me, what do you want?"
When Mo Chen thin lips pick out a smile, "I have to have something to find you?"
She light, "something said, nothing I closed."
"My wife lives in the same room with another man, a lone man and a widowed woman. I'm not sure," the man said in a flat voice, looking down at her face
"Master Mo, I don't care about your feelings and opinions."
"Either, let him out, or, let me in."
She looks like she lost her patience. "What else can I say? Give you the best chance to talk."
Mo Shichen looks at her and casually inserts her hand into the trouser bag of trousers.
Wenyi saw that he didn't speak, and he didn't hesitate to turn around.
But before his feet could fall, the man behind him began to speak. Shi ran said, "madam, do you believe that my brother has no weakness or weakness?"
He stood outside the door, looking like a jade, with a cool voice line. "I can coax you with other men. I have no tolerance. It doesn't matter if you don't let me in, let him roll out."
As soon as Wenyi turned around, Shen Yu raised his arm and carried him behind him. Closer to him, he was facing up with Mo Shichen outside the door. His long voice was full of ridicule that was not hard to recognize. "When can you face her as a man or a prospective ex husband, rather than as the eldest son of the Lawrence family, the president of an SR?"
Mo Shichen was fearless, deep eyes didn't dodge and avoid, thin lips smiled coldly, "I'm her man and her husband, but I'm also the eldest son of Lawrence family and the president of yisr. What she has is me with these labels. Why do I need to drop them to face her?"
"Just because of this, you will always be confident and fearless," Shen Yu said. When he had no ink, Chen's heart was high and dignified, but he was always calm and confident. No matter who was facing him, he was not impatient, warm or angry, and only his brows and eyes were sharp and pressing. "When she loves you, you rely on her love, she doesn't love you, and you rely on your own power and position. No matter because of this For any reason, she can't turn over your palm. She wants to marry you and love, but you never mention love to her. "
Wenyi's eyes did not move, her lashes were like shallow fans, but her white eyes were reddened by something.
She looked away from her face.
Mo Shichen looks at her, and her dark eyes tighten.
He knew some part of a woman, such as Wenyi's red eyes at the moment.
Some grievances, she didn't feel wronged originally, especially for a rational woman like Wenyi, she would think that it's just your love and my wish, only the weak like to always put themselves in the position of the victim, and feel that the most affectionate and innocent are themselves.
Wenyi won't, he's her choice. The bad ending is her own choice. She can afford to gamble and lose. She will never put herself in the position of a woman who has been betrayed by a man. She will not allow it.But when another person said that she was sad and wronged for her, those wrongs piled up and pushed down by sober reason would flow out like a spring.
She will feel that the more Shen understands her, the weaker her heart will be towards him.
So at the moment, she is full of sour softness and complains that he has failed to live up to her past and is close to Shen Yu.
That's not good.
Mo Shichen looks at her delicate and quivering eyelashes. His brain is running at a high speed. He is still calm. He can even accurately analyze all her mental states and mental activities in this second.
But the more clear he was, the more confused he was.
The idea was repeated again in a accentuated tone, which was no good.
Before today, she didn't even know what Shen Yu thought of her. He couldn't watch her cognition of Shen Yu change qualitatively.
But a minute later, he did not come up with a solution.
He could not refute Shen Yu's statement.
Even if Wenyi was with him before, she never asked him whether you love me or not.
He also seems to be born to be indifferent to this aspect, so he basically never thought about whether he loved this woman or not.
He'll be nice to her. If he doesn't cheat, I'm sorry. They'll be comfortable together.
Love, need?
Wenyi didn't say anything. She turned around and went into the room.
Mo Shichen is almost subconscious. She stretches out her hand to catch her arm to stop her from leaving, but she is stopped in the middle of the way.
Shen Yu stopped him and said gently, "you can't speak, and she doesn't want to talk to you. Master Mo, you have no need to come in."