When Wenyi said this, her eyes were still looking at the screen in front of her, and her voice did not fluctuate greatly.
In the dim light, Mo Shichen stared at her deeply.
"Movie selection."
As soon as she wanted to turn around and talk to him, she was kissed by the thin lips of the man.
Mo Shichen holds her and kisses her, avoiding the injury.
After about a minute of kissing, he rubbed her cheek with the tip of his strong nose and smiled, "what movie did you choose?"
"Violent thrillers."
"
Mo Shichen doesn't know what's funny about this, but he is playing with women's hair and laughing," this is your taste? "
Wenyi light way, "lest you look at and don't look at to Sao a disturb me."
"
she knows him a little bit, the attraction of the film to him is general, he doesn't think he is interested in romantic films, detective crime films, she thinks he may not be too dismissive, or violent thriller, direct enough, but also grabs people's attention.
"Well, to see a movie is to see a movie."
Half an hour later, Wynn felt that she had overestimated her tolerance to discomfort.
The scene was bloody. It was really disgusting. She silently kept her eyes away from the screen.
After more than ten seconds, out of curiosity, she turned to see the man next to her.
Then I suddenly looked at him in the right direction and ran into his eyes.
She was so frightened that she covered her chest directly.
Mo Shichen used to stare at her with his head lowered. He seemed to think it funny, so he laughed directly.
"
she glared at him and then turned to the screen.
It happened to be a close-up shot of flesh and blood. The wound was rotten and maggots were growing. Wenyi turned his head again decisively.
Her reactions fell into the eyes of men. Mo Shichen held her head and laughed happily.
The sound around the whole theater suddenly quieted down. When Wynn saw it, the film had been paused by the man.
"It's too boring to watch."
"Well, it's not interesting. Change it?"
"Whatever you want."
Mo Shichen didn't know much about the film, so he chose one randomly and played it.
Wenyi just released an Italian film without subtitles.
So is this one.
The title is now on.
Wenyi looked at the words on it and closed her mouth. After a few seconds, she stared at the man's face.
Mo Shichen is judging what this is. He lowers his head after noticing her line of sight. Seeing that the woman is not good looking, he raises his eyebrow and asks, "what's wrong? Don't you like it?"
"Mr. Mo, you are so thoughtless."
"
he looked at her and then at the screen," I thought you liked this kind of exotic art film. "
"Are you insulting me?"
The man frowned. "Are you looking for my fault?"
Wenyi said to her lips, "look at the movie you chose, Arabic. Do you know that I don't understand Arabic or ignore it?" "No matter what it is, you are not considerate enough to understand me," she said in a long, cool and lazy voice
"
when Mo Shichen wanted to say something, he found that he couldn't find the words for a while, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
He doesn't know.
"Before graduation, you have learned 12 languages, ten of which are proficient. In the years after taking over the company, you have learned four more, a total of 16. I can count which are proficient levels and which are accessible for communication."
That's not the five years he's lost, or he might know more.
"Wenyi," he said gravely, "it's not fair."
How long did she know him? How long did he know her.
Wenyi smiled and said, "probably."
"Wenyi."
She reached out, took the remote control in his hand and said, "change it and watch Chinese movies, costume movies."
The woman looked down at herself and turned over. She could not see the waves and ripples on her face.
"If I restore my memory, will you have more confidence in me?"
"It's hard to say. You didn't give me any confidence five years ago."
The film began soon.
Wenyi watched the movie while Mo Shichen watched her.
One is seemingly careless, the other is more and more deeply secretive.
After dark, Wenyi wants to go back to her apartment. Mo Shichen still sends a driver to see her off.
The manor is very beautiful with lights on everywhere.
Mo Shichen sent her to the car, and her handsome face showed a kind of indescribable loneliness in the warm yellow light.
"You won't go to work on weekends. I'll send someone to pick you up."The driver has opened the back door.
Wenyi stood by the car and thought of something when she was going to bend down to get on the bus. She looked back and smiled at the man standing half a meter away. "You're not really depressed because I said you're not considerate, are you?"
"It's cold. Get in."
"I just want to pick on you. I asked my mother this question, but she didn't know it."
The man light way, "I am not your mother."
"
Wenyi shrugs and says pointlessly," OK, whatever you want. "
Then she got into the car and the black Rambo left.
Mo Shichen stood in the wind in the night and turned around for a long time.
When Zhou Yimo asked Chen to go back to work, Wenyi also promised Wenyi's mother to go back to work. On the weekend, Wenyi stayed with him in the manor as he wanted, teasing the dog, reading books, painting movies and basking in the sun, which was very pleasant.
It was only at 4 p.m. on Sunday that Wenyi received a call from moshiqian.
"I'll be at the airport in an hour. You come and see me off."
"Me? For you? "
"Well, I have a present for you."
"You? Gifts? Give it to me? "
"
" Mo Qian lost the patience to communicate with her. "I called you to come, you will not regret it, do you think I am very idle?"
"
is moshiqian going to give her a gift?
Wenyisu knew his character and thought that he might have something important to tell him. He agreed without thinking much, "OK, I'll come here."
After hanging up the phone, Wenyi was about to talk to Mo Shichen. He found that he was staring at himself with a straight hook and a smile on his lips. His eyes were speechless. "Give you a gift, Shen Yu? Do you want to go over? "
"
she smiled at him," yes, what's the problem? "
"Call him now and say you won't go."
"I won't fight."
Mo Shichen stared at her, his handsome features smiling.
Wenyi got up and was leaving.
But before two steps, she was dragged back to bed by the man. The next second, her mobile phone was taken away by him.
"Mo Shichen --"
he has seen the call record with her mobile phone.
Oh, not Shen Yu.
Mo Chen's lips slightly raised, "job's tears, do you like to see me jealous for you?"