"Happy birthday, grandfather Wang!" Si Jinheng and Mo Yawei went directly to Wang Chenming and handed over valuable gifts.
The grandfathers and Wang Chenming of Si Jinheng and Mo Yawei were good friends in the past. On this special day, they let their grandchildren bring gifts to congratulate them.
SL The identity of group president and international queen makes people envious!
Moya Wei with a generous smile, watching people around take out their mobile phones, to their side to take photos. I don't mind, and I respond with a smile.
"Well, thank you. I'm glad you two can come. Yawei, how's your foot?" Wang Chenming is very pleased to see the young people in front of him. They are male and female. He doesn't know when he can have a wedding wine.
"It's all right, grandfather Wang. It's just a sprain. Ah Heng is beside it. It's no problem." Moya Wei smile very sweet, like relying on his man's arms in general happiness.
"Mm-hmm, you go to rest and don't walk back and forth." Wang Chenming looked at them and was more satisfied with them.
"Well, grandfather Wang, go and greet the guests first! Ah Heng and I will not disturb you. " Mo Yawei takes Si Jinheng to the seat, in order to support her elegance. She took a few steps with her injured foot, and it really hurt now.
Si Jinheng took Mo Yawei to his seat and went directly to the party. He didn't like this kind of party, but he went anyway.
Moya Wei sat quietly in her seat, hesitant to eat the fairy between people. A few fans who want to come forward are still hesitant and dare not approach.
Moya Wei smiles at them and nods to them. A few fans were allowed to come forward and asked her for autographed photos and group photos.
About the end of the party, Moya Wei took out her mobile phone to refresh the entertainment news. Sure enough! The media burst out the photos of her and Si Jinheng, and the hot search was about her and Si Jinheng coming into the hotel together.
Wang Chenming, who drank two cups of red wine and Baijiu, found Mr. Wang, "Grandpa Wang, I still have some work done. I will leave Moya first, and you will be busy first."
Wang Chenming is a little puzzled by Mo Yawei in Si Jinheng's words. Aren't they lovers? Why are they so strange. They left without much thought.
"Ah Heng, I took a few steps when I came here just now. Now my foot is a little sore." Go to the door of the hotel, Moya Wei weak mouth, speechless.
Si Jin Heng took a look at her foot. It seemed that it was really swollen. He picked her up, put her in the car and went back to pearl spring.
Back to the villa, the Internet has become more and more intense. Si Jinheng takes Mo Yawei into the room and is ready to leave.
"Ah Heng, don't go yet." Moya Willa took the big palm of Si Jin Heng and begged in a low voice.
Si Jin Heng heard Mo Yawei's sad voice and hesitated for a moment. Moya Wei limped the door closed, just affectionately looking at the man in front of her.
"What's the matter?" He asked coldly.
"Ah Heng, please don't be so indifferent to me. I regret many things before. I'm sorry." Mo Yawei carefully stopped the man's waist and buried his face on his chest.
Si Jin Heng didn't open his mouth. He put his hands in his pockets and ignored all this. It's too late for her to say anything now. They can't go back.
"I know you have Li qianluo now, but I can give you what she can give you." Mo Yawei, with pear blossom on her face, released her hands blocking the man's waist.
When he opened the zipper on the side of the dress, Jin Heng frowned and turned his face away from her.
"Put on your clothes." His cold command.
"Ah Heng!" They are like this, men are not willing to look at themselves, Moya Wei tears like a broken line of beads. She tiptoed around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cold, familiar lips.
Si Jin Heng had a touch of pain in his heart. When did Mo Yawei practice herself like this?
It's just that they have become a thing of the past and can't go back.
It's not just because he has Li qianluo. Even without her, Mo Yawei, he doesn't want to be with her any more.
Just about to push open the woman, the door of the room was opened vigorously.
Li qianluo coldly looking at the scene in front of him, his heart is like a needle pricking pain.
Si Jin Heng quickly pushes Mo Yawei in his arms and walks to Li qianluo at the door. "Qianluo..." he is flustered for the first time and wants to explain something.
Li qianluo ignores Si Jinheng, walks up to Mo Yawei and slaps her in the face."Shallow!" See Mo Ya Wei smooth face of palm print, Si Jin Heng quickly pull Li shallow Luo.
"What's the matter? Is it painful? " Li shallow Luo shakes away Si Jin Heng's big palm, the double eyes indignantly looks at in front of this woman. Good job, International Queen! Seduce her husband under her eyes! good job!
"Li qianluo, you hit me!" Moya Wei collapse of looking at Li shallow Luo, from small to big, she has never been slapped!
"I just hit you. You're in good shape! Seduce my husband in my home, you are cheap, how many men have you seduced? "Miss International." What did Si Jinheng hear from Li qianluo's words.
Came over, "shallow Luo, this is a bit excessive, we go back to the room."
"Too much? Well, I'll give the place to you, and you two will continue to love each other! " Li qianluo turns around and leaves the room. When he returns to his room to close the door, Si Jinheng catches up.
Li qianluo couldn't close the door, so he gave up and was silent for a while. I sat in front of the dressing table and said, "our marriage has no love. If you are suffering now, if I really do your third party, please tell me, I will leave! "
Si Jin Heng closed the door, walked behind her, pulled her up, sat down on her chair, and let her sit on her lap.
"No... give me more time. I don't mean to put things that have been put for more than ten years." Men buried in women's arms, stuffy said.
It turns out that their feelings of more than ten years ago, Li qianluo closed his eyes, "do you still love her?"
Si Jinheng didn't answer immediately. After a long silence in the room, "maybe I don't love you anymore." With her, he is willing to let go of all the past.
When Li qianluo heard these words, he was still disappointed. Maybe he didn't love... Maybe he still loved, didn't he?
But ask yourself, do you love him? Do you love this man in your arms? Li qianluo doesn't know
"If, after a while, you still love her, please tell me, I quit, I don't want to be your third party." She again gently stressed that she knew the feelings of this thing, who can not say.