"Ah Leng, are you asleep?"

Tang Xinyan doubts, who is a Leng?

Is it captain Mochi's nickname?

How come he never told her his name when he remembered her before?

Or, only his first love can be called the most intimate name?

Tang Xinyan bit his lips.

She admitted that she was jealous.

But now I have nothing to do with him.

"No, go shopping." His voice is faint. At first, he can't hear any mood ups and downs, but Tang Xinyan still thinks that his tone of speaking to his first love is different from that to her.

To her, it was totally cold.

Tang Xinyan knows that it's useless to care about these things, which will only make her more depressed. But some emotions are naturally sent out from the bottom of her heart, and she can't control them.

"What do you want?"

"Coffee beans."

"Aunt, why didn't you replenish the goods in advance? By the way, I want to hold a small party in your villa for my birthday. How about a small party then? "

He sipped his thin lips, and after a few seconds of silence, he said to her, "just be happy."

Meng Baizhi giggled and ended the call after Muma on the phone.

Tang Xinyan already has the feeling of scratching her heart and lungs. The sour feeling at the bottom of her heart surges up like a tide. She laughs coldly, "it's very good for you to have a relationship with your fiancee, sir."

Mo Chi Wei looked at the woman in the back through the rearview mirror and said, "didn't Aunt teach you the rules? Is that how you speak to your employer? "

Looking at his handsome and sharp side face, Tang Xinyan turned his face out of the car window and said in a stuffy voice, "seeing that my husband and fiancee have such a good relationship, I think of my husband. After he left me, he fell in love with his first love. It's really heartless!"

Mo Chi Wei replied indifferently, "I'm not interested in hearing about you."

Tang Xinyan didn't say anything more. She looked at the busy and strange street scenery outside the car window, and her vision gradually became blurred

……

To the coffee shop.

Mo Chi Wei didn't get out of the car. He told Tang Xinyan about the brand of coffee beans he usually drank.

She went to the shop assistant to buy it and went back to the car.

On the way back, they didn't have any conversation and were unusually silent.

At the door of the villa, Tang Xinyan got off the car first, and even didn't call. She went directly into the villa.

Mo Chi Wei looked at the black figure. He raised his long finger and pressed his eyebrows.

Where did he offend her?

Why is a servant more angry than him?

……

Mo Chi Wei stops the car, smokes a cigarette outside and changes his shoes. As soon as he gets to the hall, he hears the door of the servant's room closed.

On the tea table, a cup of freshly ground coffee has been made.

He picked it up and took a drink.

The coffee she made is more to his taste than the one made by his aunt.

……

In the middle of the night, Tang Xinyan woke up from his dream.

After she came out of the room and drank some warm water, she couldn't help going upstairs.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she walked in quietly.

There was only an orange wall lamp in the room. He lay on his side on the bed, as if in a dream. He didn't sleep soundly. His dark sword eyebrows tightened tightly.

Tang Xinyan sat on the edge of the bed. For a long time, he had not seen him so closely.

Her slender fingertips, can not help but toward his eyebrows.

When he was about to meet him, he was afraid to wake him up, so he drew back his hand.

In the eye socket, gushes the thin mist.

She was afraid that she could not control her feelings when she looked at it like this. She leaned over his cold thin lips. After a kiss, she turned around and left with trembling shoulders.

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