Wenyi said this, eyes or looking at the front of the screen, intonation also has no big ups and downs.

And Mo Shichen in the dark light, deeply staring at her.

"Movie selections Well. "

She was about to turn her face to talk to him when she was bitten by the man's thin lips.

Mo Shichen avoided the wound and hugged her.

After about a minute of kissing, he rubbed the tip of his fair nose against her cheek and said, "what movie did you choose?"

"Violent thrillers."

“……”

Mo Shichen didn't know what was funny about it, but he was playing with a woman's hair and laughing, "is this your taste?"

Wen job light way, "lest you look at and don't see, come Sao a disturb me."

“……”

She knows him better or worse. The movie is just as attractive to him. He is not interested in romantic movies. Maybe he is not interested in detective and crime movies. She thinks that he may not be too disdainful. She thinks that violence and horror are better. They are direct enough and attract people's attention.

"Well, if you say you're going to see a movie, just watch it."

Half an hour later, Wenyi felt that she had overestimated her tolerance to discomfort.

Scene a bloody, really too disgusting point, she silently put her eyes to the screen.

After more than ten seconds, out of curiosity, she turned to look at the man beside her.

And then so caught off guard with him in the eye.

Her heart leaped and she covered her chest.

Mo Shi Chen originally supported his head and low eyes staring at her. Seeing this, he seemed to feel funny, and directly laughed out loud.

“……”

She glared at him, then turned her eyes to the screen.

It just happened to be a close-up shot of flesh and blood. The wound was rotten and maggots were growing. Wenyi turned her head decisively.

Her reaction falls into the eye of the man, Mo Shi Chen propped up his head and made a joyful laugh.

The sound around the whole cinema suddenly quieted down. Wen Yi saw the movie, and the man had already pressed it to pause.

"It's boring. I don't want to see it."

"Well, it's boring. Change it?"

"Whatever you want."

Mo Shichen didn't know much about the film, so he picked one at random and played it.

Wenyi just showed an Italian film, no subtitle translation version.

This one So is it.

We're putting the title right now.

Wenyi looked at the words above and pursed her mouth. After a few seconds, she stared at the man's face.

Mo Shichen was judging what it was. After she noticed her sight, she lowered her head. Seeing that the woman's face was not good, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "what's the matter? Don't you like it?"

"Mr. Mo, you are not considerate at all."

“……”

He looked at her and then at the screen. "I thought you like this kind of exotic literary film."

"Are you insulting me?"

The man frowned, "are you looking for me?"

Wen Yi pulled the corner of her lip, "look at the movie you chose, Arabic. Do you know that I don't know Arabic or ignore it?" She drew a long tone cool and lazy way, "anyway, no matter what point, you are not considerate enough, do not understand me."

“……”

Mo Shichen wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't find a word to deal with for a while, and his throat was rolling up and down.

He doesn't know.

"Before graduation, you have learned 12 languages, of which 10 are proficient. In the years after taking over the company, you have learned four. There are 16 in total. I can count which are proficient levels and which can communicate well."

That doesn't count the five years he lost, otherwise he might know more.

"Wenyi," he said gravely, "it's not fair."

How long did she know him and how much time he knew her.

Wenyi smile, do not care about the way, "probably."

"Wenyi."

She reached out and took the remote control in his hand. "If you change it, you can watch Chinese movies, costume movies."

The woman turned her head down and couldn't see the waves and ripples on her face.

"Would you have more confidence in me if I recovered my memory?"

"It's hard to say. You didn't give me much confidence five years ago."

The film started soon.

Wen Yi goes to the cinema and Mo Shichen sees her.

One is seemingly inattentive, the other is the more dye the more deeply hidden.

…………

After dark, Wenyi wants to go back to her apartment, and Mo Shichen still sends a driver to see her off.

The manor is very beautiful with lights on everywhere.

Mo Shi Chen sent her to get on the bus, and her handsome face in the warm yellow light showed an indescribable loneliness."You won't go to work on weekends. I'll send someone to pick you up."

The driver has opened the back door.

Wenyi stood beside the car, ready to bend down to get on the bus, and then he thought of something. He turned back and laughed at the man standing half a meter away. "You won't really be depressed because I said you're not considerate, are you?"

"It's cold. Get in the car."

"I just deliberately pick on you, this question I ask my mother, she may not know."

The man said faintly, "I'm not your mother."

“……”

Wenyi shrugged his shoulders and said pointlessly, "OK, whatever you want."

Then she got into the car and the black Rambo left.

Mo Shichen stood in the wind under the night and turned for a long time.

…………

When Zhou Yimo wanted to go back to work, Wen Yi also promised Wen's mother to go back to work. For the two days of the weekend, Wen Yi stayed with him in the manor, teasing the dog, reading books, brushing movies and basking in the sun, which was also very comfortable.

It was just at 4:00 p.m. on Sunday, Wenyi received a call from moshiqian.

"I'll be at the airport in an hour. You can come and see me off."

"Me? Send you off? "

"Well, I have a present for you."

"You? Gifts? Give it to me? "

“……”

Mo Shi Qian lost the patience to communicate with her. In a faint way, "I told you to come, you will not regret it when you come, do you think I am very idle?"

“……”

Mo Shiqian wants to give her a gift?

Wenyisu knew him as a man and thought that he might have something important to say to him. Without much thought, he agreed, "OK, I'll come here."

Hang up the phone, Wenyi is about to talk to Mo Shichen, and finds that he is staring at himself with a smile on his lips. His eyes are dangerous and can't say, "give you a gift, Shen Yu? Do you want to go over there? "

“……”

She smiles at him. "Yes, what's the problem?"

"Call him now and say you won't go."

"I don't play."

Mo Shi Chen stares at her, the handsome facial features gloomy Sen Sen smile.

Wenyi got up and left.

But before she took two steps, she was dragged back to the bed by the man, and the next second, her mobile phone was taken away by him.

"Mo Shichen --"

he has seen the call record with her mobile phone.

Oh, not Shen Yu.

Ink when Chen lip corner slightly hook up, "job of tears, do you like to see me jealous for you?"

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