If it wasn't for the presence of others, maybe she would lose her manners.
Hearing this, song Ruya finally couldn't sit still, and hurriedly dropped a sentence, "I'll make another pot of tea."
And then quickly disappear into the dining room.
She was afraid that if she stayed longer, she would do something to destroy her image.
It's not waiting for me to pull away from the moving. The voice of the sudden change of silence is like a basin of cold water pouring down in the air.
"Seriously?"
When he looked up, what came into his eyes was his light face.
What is face changing faster than book turning? This is it.
Tardy: "tardy"
So he said it to song Ruya on purpose?
This scum in bold capital!
How could she almost believe his lies!
Wen Mo collected the smile from the bottom of his eyes, and looked at her lightly. "It's a good performance, keep on working hard."
I just want to leave my fist mark on this perfect face.
"Here you are!" She angrily closed the jewelry box and threw it to him.
Unexpectedly, Wen Mo forcefully put it back into her hand.
He said, "when it was last night's compensation."
Late night clenched his fist, eyes flashed cold light, dangerous asked, "what do you say?"
Wen Mo seemed to realize that he had said something wrong. Unexpectedly, he corrected and said, "as a consolation for the hurt of your heart just now."
The coldness in Chi Wan's eyes eased slightly, and he quibbled, "..." My heart is healthy, I'm not hurt
"Is it?" He flashed a trace of surprise in his tone, deliberately teasing her, "I think you seem a little lost."
"You are wrong!" She has a stiff tongue when she's dead.
Wen Mo is noncommittal. "I won't take back the things I gave you. If you really don't like them, throw them away."
Late night looked at his back upstairs, and looked at the bracelet in the palm of his eye, after all, still can't bear it.
She also hated her own failure. How could she let such a black bellied man die?
Forget it, take it for a while, and it's not too late to return it to him when you leave.
Later I went back to the master bedroom and quietly opened the door. Seeing and hearing that silence was not there, I relaxed and went in.
As she lay in bed, she thought of what he had said before, and suddenly felt silly.
In his eyes, is he like a wishful clown?
She just quietly looked at the ceiling, so that the mobile phone screen on the bedside table lit up, she did not notice.
By the time we found out, the phone had been hung up.
She turned on her cell phone, and the screen full of missed calls and text messages made her frown.
[Yun Shanshan: late sister, I wish you a good night, haha, haha ~]
[Ye Ling: I heard that the hero Wenmo saved the beauty last night? Shit! If I were there, there would be nothing wrong with him! 】
[Ye Cheng: today is a good day, everything you want can be achieved ~ ~]
[Shen rang: Xiaowan, why has the whole world changed as soon as I leave! What did you do yesterday! Explain this morning's news to me! 】
[mu Yunshen: "I just asked you to take pictures of two things. Why did you take pictures of yourself on Wenmo bed? 】
the last call was from mu Yunshen.
Late late crazy, this is what with what!
She moved her eyebrows and quickly landed on Weibo.
The top three headlines of the current hot search list are dominated by her name.
Under all kinds of pompous news headlines, there are pictures of Wenmo embracing her and leaving.
I scratched my hair impatiently.