During Tang Mo's bath, Mrs. Tang asked the servants to clean up the room. The windows were open and the wind was blowing. Nanxun came from the guest's bathroom. The room was filled with elegant fragrance.
Before long, Tang Mo came out.
He's wearing white V-Neck long T, same color casual pants. The washed hair still has a trace of moisture, and a few wisps of bangs are scattered on the forehead. The stubble on the face is shaved clean, and the outline is thin, which makes it more beautiful.
Those long and thin peach blossom eyes, even if they are only squinting at people, all have a smell of enchantment.
Nanxun really has a kind of unspeakable taste.
Is it swelling that a man looks better than a woman?
It's just that it's not the kind of bitchy look. It's just that the outline and facial features are so delicate that she's willing to bow down.
Nanxun took a look at him. "Would you like something to eat? I'll get it for you. "
She didn't have the strength to fight with him any more. She wanted to behave as well as she could. After one year's expiration, they signed a divorce peacefully.
Tang Mo sat on the bed and clapped his slender hand to his side. "Come here."
Nanxun, "not tonight. I have to think about it."
"What do you think? Let you give me a massage. "
Nanxun was embarrassed. Oh, he sat down beside the bed and rolled up his trousers.
Looking at her familiar massage for him in the incomplete place, there was no slightest dislike on his face, he slightly pursed his thin lips, "don't you feel terrible or disgusting?"
Nanxun looked up at him and said seriously, "what you are missing is because God is jealous of your perfection."
Poof -
what she said, with her serious expression, could not help laughing at him.
"I don't see that. You're very amusing."
Nanxun glared at him, intently massaged him and stopped talking.
Tang Mo leans on the head of the bed, his eyelids become heavy.
Half an hour later, Nanxun looked up at him.
He has fallen asleep.
After falling asleep, I lost the evil spirit, but I was still handsome and confused.
It's no wonder that when he's out in the flowers, those girls don't mind not having a name, they all have to go ahead and follow.
The beauty of this man is really contrary to the sky, making people unable to pick out flaws.
Nanxun went to the bathroom to wash his hands, rubbed his wrists, and went to the bedside to cover his quilt.
Just about to leave, his wrist was suddenly buckled by him.
She frowned. "Not sleeping?"
He slightly opened his eyes, a force, she pulled to his arms, "who let you go, tonight begins, sleep with me."
"Tang Mo, I said to think about it."
She was not a loyal and martyr girl in feudal times. Although she was forced to marry him, she did not have to guard herself.
Besides, her chastity has long been gone.
But in the future, if we want to reach an agreement on sharing a bed with him, she can't do it immediately. It will take time to accept and consider.
"I just want to sleep peacefully. What kind of ghosts do you have in mind?"
Nanxun, "..."
He held her in his arms, with her back to him. Before long, he heard the sound of even breathing behind him.
Nanxun couldn't say what he felt in his heart.
For the first time since their marriage, they have been lying in the same bed so peacefully.
Nanxun thought a lot about how she fell asleep at last, and she couldn't remember.
The next day was woken up by the ring of the mobile phone.
Nanxun reaches out, touches the bedside table and rings his mobile phone.
I didn't see the caller ID and gave a confused feed.
"Xun'er."
Hearing Xiao Mo's voice, the sleepiness in Nanxun's mind suddenly dissipated, and the whole person woke up.
Nanxun pulled Tang Mo's big hand off her waist, moved a little towards the bed, and lowered his voice. "I'm sorry, I woke up."
"Will you come to the concert tonight?"
Nanxun thought that her ticket had been torn to pieces by Tang Mo, and there was no chance to save it. She bit her lip and was about to say something. Suddenly, her waist and legs were tightened, and she was carried into her arms.
Before she could respond, the man just woke up with a hoarse voice, "Mrs. Tang, who can I call so early?"
Nanxun's mind wandered for a few seconds.
In response, she said something in a hurry to Xiao Mo at the other end of the phone with a red face and hung up.
As soon as the phone hung up, she pushed away the man who was holding her.
"Tang Mo, did you mean it?"
Tang Mo is awake, unlike the warmth before he went to bed last night. His eyes are a little overcast. "Nanxun, don't treat me as dead."
With that, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
In the early morning, neither of them spoke again.
She doesn't look well. He looks worse than she does.At breakfast, Mrs. Tang looked at the two and opened her mouth. She wanted to say something, but she held back.
After breakfast, Nanxun went upstairs to change clothes and came out. Seeing Tang Mo leaning at the door of her bedroom, she wanted to leave as if she were blind.
Tang Mo stops her way with a stick.
Without speaking, he took out two tickets for Xiao Mo's concert from his trouser pocket.
Nanxun looked at the ticket and looked at him doubtfully. "What do you mean?"
"I'll go with you in the evening."
Nanxun, "where did you get the ticket?"
He said forcefully, "you don't care where I got it. Tonight, I'll go with you."
Nanxun took the ticket. "It's up to you." Although still fierce tone, but the corner of the mouth showed a smile.
Tang Mo couldn't figure out whether she was happy to see Xiao Mo's concert or whether he accompanied her to see it.
Anyway, his narcissism tends to the second point.
…………
Thin porcelain snow has not seen yekai for some time.
After the most difficult stage of lovelorn, it seems that there is no such pain.
She devoted herself to her work.
Leisure time to do public welfare, or to invite friends and colleagues to dinner and play, life is also comfortable.
After work that day, thin porcelain snow received a phone call from ye Qingcheng. She came to the capital city and went with Luo Zhou.
The two met successfully and were ready to have a party to say goodbye to their single life.
The party was held in the Yunjian club, and the thin porcelain snow let out the No.1 big box.
The face of a woman in love is more ruddy than it was a while ago. Ye Qingcheng and Luo Zhou lead each other. They both have sweet smiles on their faces.
Nanxun and Tang Mo also came here, and Tang Mo slurped his lips. "I thought you would have to stay alone for the longest time among our three brothers. I didn't expect that you had such a good way of chasing women, and only a few days later you got people."
Luo Zhou's smile was gentle and elegant. "Fate can't stop him."
Ye Qingcheng nestles in Luo Zhou's arms and smiles, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I first saw Zhou Zhou. Zhou Zhou is my ideal lover. "
Tang Mo, "I hope you will like him again and again after you restore your memory."
Ye Qingcheng, "of course, brother Zhou from head to toe, all in line with my aesthetic, of course, I will always like him!"
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