In the bathroom.

Tang Xinyan stood in front of the washstand, looking at the woman in the mirror with red, bright eyes and long eyelashes. She lowered her head in shame and annoyance, squeezed the hand washing liquid, and scrubbed her white jade like hands.

Suddenly she felt that Youdao's eyes fell on her. She raised her eyes and looked into the mirror.

The graceful man leans on the doorframe, his posture is lazy and casual. Xiu's long fingertips are playing with the silver lighter. When she looks at him through the mirror, his narrow eyes, which are as deep as the pool, also project towards her.

The four eyes are opposite.

She finally recovered her normal heartbeat and began to get confused again.

Just a scene on the sofa, too beautiful. Beautiful and warm, make people blush and heartbeat.

Take your eyes back and don't want to see him again.

She is not what he imagined for a few minutes at all. If they further develop and have that kind of relationship, she can't bear him at all -

she realizes that she wants to do that, and her face temperature rises again.

"Well, if you wash it down, the skin on your hands will be rubbed off."

The man's hoarse voice sounded on his head, and then Tang Xinyan's waist was tight.

The man's long and powerful arms embrace her from behind.

Hard tight chest, close to her slender beautiful back.

A very intimate and ambiguous hug.

Tang Xinyan asked himself that he was not familiar enough to finish that kind of thing for him, and he hugged each other intimately.

Fortunately, he felt her stiff and didn't force her to do anything. He reached out from her waist and turned off the water tap. Then he took a towel to wipe her hands.

He was just about to leave when her cell phone, which she had put on the edge of the lavatory, rang.

Before in the car, she just deleted the number of Fu sichen, and did not pull black again.

She thought that Fu sichen would not contact her again in a short time after the last unpleasant event even caused mutual disgust and hatred.

I didn't expect him to call now.

Although there was no note, she recognized it as Fu sichen's mobile phone number.

Not only Tang Xinyan recognized Fu sichen's mobile phone number, but Mo Chiwei also recognized it.

He took the phone up first.

Tang Xinyan realizes that he wants to answer the phone, and instinctively wants to take back the phone.

"I'm not going to have anything to do with him. He just doesn't answer the phone."

Mo Chi Wei puts Tang Xin Yan in his arms and slides the answer button with his other hand.

Tang Xinyan wants to stop, it's too late. Fu sichen's voice on the other end of the phone rings, "Xinyan, Yurou says you're married, you tell me, it's not true!"

"It's true. She's married." Mo Chi Wei's deep voice was very cold.

Tang Xinyan couldn't get rid of his embrace, and she simply didn't want to struggle any more. Looking at his angular side face and deep cold eyes, she sighed in her heart.

That's all. She's always been eaten to death in front of him.

He wants to answer Fu sichen telephone to answer, anyway, she and Fu sichen won't have any possibility again.

But she really didn't understand Fu sichen's idea. When she was with him, he never cherished it. After divorce, he had a deep feeling for her.

Is he schizophrenic?

Now that I'm with Tang Yurou, I should cherish it. Don't be restless, right?

Hear the low male voice that rings out in the telephone, Fu sichen passed several seconds just reaction come over, "who are you? How can you be with Xin Yan? "

"I'm her husband. In the future, I'd like to ask Fu Shao not to call my wife again. Especially in the evening, she has no time and energy to deal with you."

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