Chapter 30: But he kissed her, but she didn't seem to be looking forward to it

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Chi Huan shook his head and chuckled, "I thought, after all, she left, you are very pained."
When she first pursued Mosi's death, it was the painful period when Mosi's death and Su Yabing were separated by Mrs. Mo. For some time, he even became addicted to alcohol, his temper was cold and harsh.
Mosi said blandly, "But I can promise you that you won't interact with her after the marriage and there will be no other women. You don't have to worry about this."
"But you still didn't tell me why the rush to get the wedding ahead of schedule."
Mosi looked at her black and white eyes, and remained silent for almost a century, his lips moved, and he said, "When married, nothing will change."
Nothing changes means ...
Chi Huan looked at his handsome and mild face, but in fact, he was still afraid that he would shake.
She nodded. "I accept this reason. After all, I can't give other women a chance to take away my fiance," she said slightly, and smiled. "So, can Su Yabing move from your apartment?" Going out? Otherwise, let the paparazzi catch it, everyone's face will not look good. "
Mosi's old eyebrows sank immediately, setting off a layer of intense coldness, and the sudden change of the gas field even made the entire living room almost crowded.
For a moment, Chi Huan even thought he would be furious.
But Mosey didn't.
His voice was very low and deep, "The apartment is in my name, but it has been vacant for a long time. Yabing has no place to live, so I let her live there temporarily." The man's eyes were deep, "I was not there I have spent the night and it hasn't happened to her, and she can't live there anymore. "
Chi Huan bent her lips, "I believe in you."
The man's dark eyes moved slightly and asked with a low smile, "Really believe it?"
"I choose to believe you."
Choose to believe ...
Who is Mosy, and for so many years walking in the mall, how can he not hear the subtlety of these four words.
The evening sunset penetrated through the glass without the curtains, and a touch of orange fell on her, like the halo of a film lens, clean and beautiful.
Mosi looked at her, and suddenly her heart moved. Then she got up from the sofa and walked towards her, her hands resting on the sides of the sofa, staring down at her.
His voice was dumb. "At the Wenhai Hotel that day, are you going to give yourself to me?"
Chi Huan didn't expect that he would suddenly mention it. He unconsciously hugged the pillow on the sofa, lowered his head, and said vaguely, "Well ... I drank the wrong wine that day."
"Who gave you the medicine?"
Chi Huan became guilty at once, and there were still some unsure panics. "During the hotel's hot spring, I drank other people's wine by mistake ... Mo Shiqian has helped me teach people who take medicine."
She blinked and knew she was lying at a glance.
But Mosi didn't continue to question, and all he could think of was that she had given him the medicine, but she drunk it by mistake, otherwise Mo Shi modestly guarded her, how could such a thing happen.
Mosi suddenly stretched out her hand and hooked her chin. The warm breath followed, "So, you are willing to give yourself to me, aren't you?"
Chi Huan looked at his handsome, charming face, maybe too close, and his mind was a little blank, she almost gritted her teeth, "Of course ... we are getting married soon."
The man raised her chin, then bowed his head and kissed.
Chi Huan opened his eyes, neither pushed him away, or closed his eyes shyly. His motionless pupils even tasted like enemies, his body was extremely stiff, and his hands on the sofa were even tighter. Tight.
"Ding……"
The crisp doorbell rang, and Mo Xi's old man was pushed away by force. When he reacted, Chi Huan got up and opened the door. "Here comes the meal. I'll open the door."
When her hand landed on the doorknob, her white slender fingers even shook, and Chi Huan took a deep breath before opening the door.
Mosi looked at her back, she almost fled, her dark black eyes became darker, and she couldn't tell what it felt like in an instant, as if she still couldn't kiss her.
He gave himself to him with all his thoughts, but he kissed her, but she didn't seem to be looking forward to it, even ... disgusted? fear?
Or both.
The old maid of the Chi family who delivered her meal looked at her slightly pale face and asked with concern, "Miss, are you uncomfortable?"
"It's okay, Xi is here, you go back first." Chi Huan didn't let the servants in, closed the door after receiving the insulation box, walked back to the sofa and put the insulation box on the coffee table. Yet?"
He looked at her and replied calmly, "No."
She put her hand on the insulated box. "I didn't know you would come today ... the maid prepared only my meals ..."
Mosi interrupted her, "You haven't been out for a few days?"
"Ok?"
"Can't you eat out with me?"
Chi Huan opened his mouth and asked to promise, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
After a while, she looked down and said, "I don't want to go out today, you go."
Indulging in love, Mosi looked at her little face and thought lightly.
She hasn't looked for him these days and hasn't even sent a phone message. Now even if he takes the initiative to find her, she won't lose her enthusiasm or even dine together.
As soon as the visible line touched her slightly curled fingers, new suspicions erupted under her eyes.
"Are you angry? Chi Huan."
She looked up and looked at him, "I'll see you tomorrow."
He stared at her again for a while, "Okay, then I'll go back and don't delay you eating."
Chi Huan's fingers were released, and Jiao's face finally gave out his familiar smile again, "I'll send you down."
Mosi gave a hum, and the two walked towards the door.
Downstairs in the apartment, the sunset is completely down, and the sky is dark.
Chi Huan watched him open the door of the driver's seat before shaking his hand. "Be careful on the road, goodbye."
She was about to step back. The man who was supposed to get in the car suddenly turned around, turned back to her again, stretched out his arms and kissed down.
Chi Huan froze, apparently did not expect, subconsciously turned his face.
Moses' old lips fell on her cheek.
The embarrassment of being terminated by the door bell reappeared, and the sound of the wind blowing was particularly obvious.
At last Moses raised her hand and touched her head. "See you tomorrow."
She smiled again, "OK, see you tomorrow."
He returned to the car, Rambo started, then left, and eventually disappeared into her sight.
The smile on Chi Huan's face was gone. She raised her hand and pressed her head heavily, then slowly squatted down.