"... I'm not in the mood." Shu Muwan shook his head and stood up from the sofa the next second. "Let's start now and talk about the fashion conference."

The way to escape is to keep working

Soon it was dusk.

The light in the house gradually darkened. Shu Muwan couldn't see the sketch on the table, so he got up and turned on the light in the living room. Jack was half lying on the edge of the table. He was already hungry - how can he work like Shu Muwan? It's killing!

"And the day..."

"Stop!" She also wanted to continue. Jack suddenly raised his hand and made a stop position. He was weak, but he spoke very firmly, "I must eat first!"

He wants to eat, but how can she eat?

So she stared at him. After a second of silence, she coldly decided: "order takeout."

Waiting for takeout is painful.

Shu Muwan worked wholeheartedly, and Jack couldn't hear a word. He finally heard the sound of nature. He quickly jumped up and rushed to the door: "I'll open the door first!" Save his takeout, finally!

Just when he opened the door and saw the people outside, he was stunned, and the expectation and ecstasy in his heart disappeared without a trace

The visitor is wearing a long black coat, pure black color, clear temperament and tall figure... Jack is trembling and uneasy: is this person in front of him... Nangong Mo or Nangong Chen?

If it was the former, he would be ready to take refuge.

"I remember you. Your name is Jack. You are a friend of Muwan." He smiled, the beautiful corners of his lips rose slightly, and his eyes had kindness that others had never seen before, "Hello! I'm Nangong Chen. Are you here in the evening? "

"I remember you, Jack! Is the best friend of Muwan! " He stretched out his hand at Jack, and the perfect corners of his lips rose slightly. The rare kindness in the bottom of his eyes made Jack difficult to adapt, "Hello, I'm Nangong Chen! Is mu Wan here? "

It's not difficult to find her geographical location.

Whoever he is? His power is always there.

"At... At!" Jack nodded stiffly and stared at Nangong Chen curiously. He hadn't moved away for a long time - this is Nangong Chen... This is Nangong Chen! The world is really magical!

He looked at it for several seconds before he came back to his senses and sideways let him in: "let's discuss something in the living room..."

"Here's the takeout?" As soon as they got to the living room, Shu Mu's voice came over without looking back. "Go to the kitchen and eat. Don't get a drawing here."

There was no answer behind him.

Shu Muwan frowned suspiciously. The next second she heard the footsteps from the two people. Her body was not stiff. When she guessed the answer in her heart, she heard his low and pleasant voice from the back of her head: "it's me."

The little hand that drew the scene simulation diagram immediately shook and almost broke the sharp refill. Shu Muwan was flustered at the bottom of his heart: "Chen... Why are you here?"

"I found it." He answered evasively, deliberately ignoring her meaning. At the same time, he raised his feet and strode over, dragged a chair and sat down beside her. He pasted it very close in a guard posture, "are you busy?"

Sharp eyes swept the drawings on her desk. His dark pupils coagulated slightly, and the next moment returned to normal: "I'll accompany you... Find Venki."

"... well." Under the pressure of thousands of discomfort in his heart, Shumu night replied stiffly and nodded hard.

From beginning to end, she dared not look up at Nangong Chen.

She doesn't know how to face him,

I don't know. How can I face him?

Jack can only be a onlooker all the way. He silently stares at their actions. At the bottom of his heart, he has to admit that Nangong Chen's character is really much more gentle and considerate than Nangong Mo! This is his intuition!

I don't understand. What's Shu Muwan struggling with?

What else to escape?

Jump directly into Nangong Chen's arms! Isn't that the "happy ending"?

"Ding Dong!"

When he couldn't see it and wanted to rush forward to "intervene", the doorbell rang unexpectedly... This time it was really takeout! Jack weighed the two heavy meals and kindly asked them, "would you like to eat together?"

"No!"

"No!"

Answer with one voice. Look, these two people have a tacit understanding! Jack sighed in his heart, and then silently carried the takeout into the kitchen: "I'll go in and eat. I won't disturb you! You... Slow down, slow down! "

Quiet living room, messy tables.

They sat side by side, very close... Nangongchen's chair was dragged by him, and half of his body was almost inclined to face her. His slender arm was on the back of her chair, and his intimate and natural movement showed his possession of her.

This is the sitting position she was "used to"——

In the past, after school, she went to the KFC store to warm up her books. He also sat on her side, put his hand behind her, and did his own thing, but silently accompanied her with a protective attitude... She was proud of having such a close boyfriend!

But now, she is full of discomfort.

If she was too close, she could hear his shallow breathing sound and even feel the temperature of his arm. The clear breath between his nose and Nangong mo... Her heart beat faster and faster until it was completely disordered!

The pen in her hand didn't move for a long time. She couldn't calm down to "work". Finally, at some moment, she finally broke out - "Ping" threw down the pen. She suddenly stood up and wanted to escape him like the morning

But Nangong Chen's action is one step faster!

Before he looked up, his big palm instinctively pushed forward and just grabbed her bright wrist. Nangong Chen's vision moved from a pile of drawings and looked at her: "where are you going?"

"I'm not in the mood." She told the truth, stared at the handsome face for several times, and finally couldn't help asking, "why did you save Venki?" She doesn't understand. Doesn't he have any feelings with Venki?

"He is my son. Why don't I save him?" For her childish problem, Nangong Chen couldn't help laughing, then looked up at her and threw the problem back, "what do you think?"

Shu Muwan's fist tightened: what does she think?

What can she think!!

She managed to distinguish them and convince herself that they were two different people... Now let her regroup? She can't! She doesn't have such rebellious imagination and free thinking!

"Chen..." she looked complex and loosened her clenched lower lip. She couldn't help raising the volume. "He's not your child!"

Between Nangong Chen and her, in fact... Nothing substantial has happened!

This sentence, like the breath held in her heart, finally roared out. When she finished, she only wanted to escape. Nangong Chen's big palm was pulled tighter and didn't give her any chance to break free. He stood up with her, suddenly pulled her close, forced her into his arms, and sighed on her head: "what's the matter?"

Strong arms, low cool arms, helpless voice

Shu Muwan had a momentary illusion: it seemed that Nangong Mo had come back... He had been so strong and helpless to hold her tight, murmuring in her ear: "Shu Muwan, what are you doing with me?"

This illusion made her quiet for no reason.

"Shall we talk?" Feeling her calmness, Nangong Chen dared to continue to make a sound. He stroked her back again and again until her body was completely relaxed, and then pulled her to sit down again.

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