Chapter 193

"What's the matter with you?" Holding peach's shoulder, Yin Zeming asked strangely.

Peaches can't move, they can't talk.

The sight turns and falls on the man's back.

Yin Zeming frowned and looked back.

It just collides with the line of sight of the popular literature coming towards us.

Between men, the feeling of hostility is strong.

He should, don't you know him?

Yin Zeming's eyes were fixed and his lips were straight.

"Long time no see." The popular article smiles to open the mouth, the tone is like the spring breeze intoxicating.

But only the peach could hear the chill.

Teeth cold, peach swallow mouth saliva, low dumb way: "yes, long time no see."

"Do you know him?" Asked Yin Zeming.

Peach nodded in confusion.

"Peaches." Chen Qiaoan's clear female voice rings out, and then she holds Sheng Xingwen's arm possessively, "who is this? Your boyfriend? "

"No!" He denied it, but he shook his head in horror. "It's just a friend!"

"Your friend." Chen Qiaoan said, frowning, "how do I think I've seen it anywhere?"

"Oh?" "Have you ever met this gentleman?" the popular article asks with great interest

Chen Qiaoan thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "is it Mr. Yin of Huidong trade?"

"Huidong trade?" Peach is surprised and looks at Yin Zeming.

I didn't expect that he came from a rich family.

Yin Zeming said with a low smile, "Hello, Miss Chen."

With Chen Qiaoan, then this is the popular article of the Sheng family, "Hello, Mr. Sheng."

"Hello, Mr. Yin." The popular words deepen the smile.

Peach secret way is not good, put down the necklace, she pulled Yin Zeming's sleeve, "let's go."

The eyes are dim, the words are popular, and the smile is deeper and deeper.

Yin Zeming didn't know what was wrong with the peach, but she looked pale and nodded: "Mr. Sheng, Miss Chen, let's go first."

"Good." Chen Qiaoan naturally died of joy, "goodbye, Mr. Yin, peach."

Peach nodded roughly, grabbed Yin Zeming and left quickly.

As soon as they left, Chen Qiaoan said with a smile, "ah Wen, let's change shop. I don't think there's anything good here."

"You go home first." It's a popular saying, just walk up.

"Ah Wen!" Chen Qiaoan exclaimed in surprise, but watched him leave.

"Damn it With a low curse, Chen Qiaoan was about to explode.

In the elevator, the peach was leaning against the corner, shaking all over.

Yin Zeming looked at her and asked in a low voice, "are you sure? Is it really OK? "

"No Shaking his head, peach clenched his teeth, "a little cold."

"Cold?"

Taking off her coat, Yin Zeming wrapped her around her, "now?"

"Better." Weak smile, peach take a deep breath, "sorry, today there is no way to help you choose a gift, next time, is it time?"

"Never mind. There's time."

Out of the world trade center, peaches go to their own golf.

"I'll go first and get back to you."

"Well." Yin Zeming watched her drive away, then turned to his car.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, peach kept taking a deep breath. At a glance, she was suddenly surprised.

A black car is following itself.

That's his car.

The body is faster than the mind, and the peach slams on the gas.

She's going to get away, get away from him!

When she did not meet, she told herself that even if she saw him, she would not be afraid.

But really see the face of the moment, peach sad found, to change really difficult.

The White Golf in front of us is running around.

The popular prose is good at making time, and seems to have a clear idea of the result.

However, how to escape, she will always do not hold him in the palm.

From the beginning, he didn't intend to let her go.

After a long time no see, she became more charming and fascinated him.

Hold on to the steering wheel and his car follows.

……

In the bedroom, it's quiet.

Mo Xi ran took a bath and sat on the tatami playing with his mobile phone.

Looking for a movie to watch, self entertainment, do not speak, do not feel bored.

Zhou Yanchen leaned against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand. He didn't know whether he had read it or not.

I look up at the little woman in the book.

The eye color is more and more heavy, heavy finally all want to see the color.

Closing the book, he lifted the quilt and went down to the ground.

In fact, did moxicran really go to the movies?

No.

Her attention, pretending to be focused on the mobile phone screen, is actually on the big bed, the man.It's been a week since the cold war, and she's not feeling well.

It's just that Zhou Yanchen is too hateful to be soft with her?

In the beginning, he made a mistake!

In front of the French window, the man pushes open the window.

Fingertips, lit a cigarette.

My sister has said that his lung is not very good. The doctor advised him to give up smoking.

Gritting her teeth, she sat up.

"Cold."

She said in a cold voice.

Zhou Yanchen did not seem to hear the general, continue to smoke, of course, the window is still open.

Mo West dye angry, say again: "I say cold."

This time, I finally got a reaction.

He turned his head to look at her, his sword eyebrows frowning tightly, "adjust the air conditioner yourself!"

"Don't you know if the air conditioner blows too much, it will be uncomfortable?" It's like she's picking fault.

Zhou Yanchen looked at her with deep eyes, put out the smoke and closed the French window.

Bit lower lip, Mo West dye snorted, nest back to pillow.

He stood in front of the window, looking out at the heavy night, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Mo Xi ran peeks at him, and suddenly he feels that his back is very bleak.

She shook her head and forbade herself to show weakness.

It has been decided that this time, we must be cruel.

"Bell..."

Suddenly, a bell rang.

Moxicran's cell phone is in her hand, not hers.

Who is going to call Zhou Yanchen so late.

For her, it's a bit of a grassroots feeling now.

Zhou Yanchen turned back, went up the suit jacket from the single sofa and took out his mobile phone.

Seeing the caller, his Phoenix eyes flashed.

For a long time, the mobile phone was still ringing, but he didn't answer it.

Who called, Mo West dye has guessed the 89 not to leave ten.

The bell stops.

Mo Xi Ran's heart is mentioned.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the phone rings again.

She sat up abruptly, looked at him and said sarcastically, "why don't you answer the phone?"

Zhou Yanchen holds his mobile phone and looks at her coldly.

Mo Xi ran gritted her teeth, stood up and came over.

Standing in front of him, she looks at the screen.

The word "Wei Qing" flickers.

Is it really her?

This haunted woman!

"Miss Wei, don't you answer?"

"What are you doing in a weird way?" Zhou Yanchen hooked his lips and said in a light voice.

Mo xican hugs her shoulders and smiles naturally: "do I have one? Don't slander me

"Good." With a sneer, Zhou Yanchen's Phoenix eyes were staring at her tightly, and her slender fingers pressed to answer.

Almost to the silver teeth, but Mo Xi ran still stubborn expression.

"Hello."

Hearing that low male voice, Wei Qing had an impulse to cry.

It's been a week.

He didn't come to see her again. He didn't even make a phone call.

Since I met Zhou Yanxi, her heart has been hanging.

His indifference made her even more frightened.

"Yanchen, haven't you slept yet?"

Staring at Mo Xi ran, Zhou Yanchen said in a slow voice, "No