Chapter 2282

A crucial sentence, it can be seen that "he" and Nangong Chen do not refer to the same person.

Seeing this, Shu Muwan rubbed his sour eyes, finally relieved and completely relieved: great! Everything has nothing to do with nangongchen... And I didn't expect that my father accepted nangongchen four years ago

It's just a pity that they are not together.

"... thank you." She kept sucking her nose, restrained the strong acidity between the wings of her nose, looked up at him and thanked him sincerely.

Thank him for finding dad's diary. Everything that frightened her didn't happen!

Thank him for lifting her misunderstanding and making her persistence in these four years not a mistake

"Well, good night." She smiled at Nangong Mo, forced out a dry and ugly smile, then turned around with her father's diary and left his room step by step——

Dad, thank you for accepting Chen!

Chen, thank you for your efforts four years ago!

Originally, you have been working hard for our love!

Chen, you know, I really, really... Love you so much!

She choked, stopped, and finally couldn't help crying again... Nangong Mo was stunned. She was looking up at her back, but she turned around, ran towards him quickly and bumped into his arms

His small hands tightly wrapped around his waist, the wet and greasy palms pulled out the marks of wrinkles on the clothes he had just changed, and his small face was tightly close to his chest, so he held it willfully... He wouldn't relax at all!

Shu Muwan closes her eyes. She really can't control herself!

She just found that Chen had worked so hard for her. She just found that her father had blessed them both... Now, in four years, things have changed and people have changed! Such an emotional impact is too big for her to explain, but she just wants to hold the man in reverse

Just want to hold him, that's all!

As for "Nangong Chen? Or Nangong Mo? " She doesn't want to solve this problem at all! She no longer has the energy to distinguish. She just wants to follow her instinct and use all her strength to hold the man she can rely on

"Shu Mu night?" Nangong Mo bowed his head and doubtfully patted her back. His voice was a little hoarse, "what's the matter?"

"Don't move!" She spoke quickly, but her nasal voice was still stubborn, "don't move, just let me hold it all night... Just one night... OK?"

There is a kind of decline, which comes from greed

Quiet night, dimly lit room, amazing big bed... Two people who have never imagined can hug each other intimately.

Her whole person hangs on him like a koala, and her limbs are tightly wrapped around him. She has experienced too much. Only in this way can she find a spiritual comfort! At least this man once belonged to her. At least, she was accepted next to him

Nangong Mo hugged her slender waist with one hand, and his eyes always stayed on the ceiling: tonight is too unreal for him! Her docility and initiative made him a little confused. He smelled her hair, and his body was a little dry

What does she want to do? He didn't know.

What does he want to do? He knows very well.

Nangong Mo endured for a long time before he controlled the strong thought. His big palm covered the back of her hand and his Adam's apple rolled up and down for a few times. Then he pretended to be calm and opened his mouth: "... Go to bed early."

"Next time... I won't be as polite as tonight." He promised her not to make any deal for the truth, so he would try to restrain... Again before finding out the cause of her father's death!

The husky and low voice floated in the quiet room. He felt the body of the woman in his arms close to him, and then he heard her low murmuring voice——

"Actually... You're welcome. It doesn't matter."

She can't tell!

She doesn't want to distinguish!

In this way, listen to your heart and hand yourself over

Nangong Mo's body suddenly stiffened, and the heat he had suppressed doubled and reappeared in an instant. His deep eyes turned into an undercurrent of ferocity... Then he suddenly turned his body over and strongly pressed her body.

... the temperature in the house seems to rise rapidly!

The originally quiet air was filled with a little ambiguity and bath cleaning factors.

With his eyes facing each other, Shu Muwan faced the surging possessiveness at the bottom of his eyes, nervous and cramped... And finally calmed down a little. Looking at him like this, she was suddenly relieved: why bother about who he is? It doesn't matter whether it's Nangong Mo or Nangong Chen... They are one person, but their character has changed and they just forget her.

So what does it matter if she gives herself to him?

She was his

"Do you know what you said?" His breathing became heavier and heavier, his dark eyes locked her tightly, so he captured any subtle expression of her from a commanding position, and asked her with the last reason, "Shu Muwan, are you serious?"

She looked back at him and nodded heavily.

Reason dissipated and there was no hesitation. He leaned over and kissed her lips without hesitation

Downstairs, the housekeeper looked at the stairs and tried to stop talking.

After thinking for a long time, he finally gave up the idea of going upstairs to find someone!

If he hasn't come down for such a long time, it's estimated that he won't come down tonight... He'd better not bother! As for this letter

Thinking of this, the housekeeper looked at the black envelope in his hand again: forget it! Tomorrow? Only tomorrow can he give this letter to miss Shu! It's strange. It's a black envelope, and there's not even a place to send it.

Just then, the telephone in the living room suddenly rang.

So late... Who will there be?

The housekeeper frowned and finally came forward to answer the phone. The voice of the person in front of him immediately came over: "housekeeper, is there less ink? I have something important to report. "

"Yes, just..." halfway through, the housekeeper stopped talking and looked at the empty stairs again. "He and miss Shu are upstairs. They may be busy... No, I mean, they should have fallen asleep."

The more it was painted, the darker it became. The housekeeper couldn't say anything, and his old face turned red with embarrassment.

"Why don't you tell me first? I'll tell Mo Shao tomorrow morning." The housekeeper cleared his throat. He tried to keep his tone peaceful and don't let Yi Lei hear any abnormality and embarrassment.

"Well..." Yi Lei lengthened his voice across the phone and looked like "I understand". After stopping for a few seconds, he recovered his just excitement and described it to the housekeeper, "I found a clue about Miss Shu's father!"

"Oh?"

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