Chapter 419: More than thinking, my heart hurts when I think about you

The man on the bed became stiff. This is the first girl to call him baby. Although the nickname is a bit naive, it is very intimate.
With her lips pressed tightly, he lightly opened: "You are finally willing to come back."
The man's voice is low, a bit like babbling in a dream, if it is not close, she can hardly hear what the man is saying.
She put one hand on the bed, leaned over to the man, and when she got closer, she smelled a smell of alcohol. No wonder she didn't see him in the study. He was out drinking?
She fixedly looked at the man's brows and eyes, stretched out her hand for him, and brushed away the hair on her forehead, revealing the man's full forehead and narrow eyebrows. A pair of frightening eyes locked her tightly, "I miss you. "
Her voice was very soft, slowly spreading into the man's ears, more beautiful than the melodious piano.
After the broken hair on the forehead was removed, the man could see the girl's face more clearly. Every time he dreamed he saw a face like this, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was smiling at him, and he left with a smile.
Sure enough, when she was drunk, her dreams would be different. The girl said she missed him.
Qin Shu saw the man not speaking, and asked him, "Do you miss me?"
The man's Feng eyes raised slightly.
A man's low voice came from Qin Shu's ear: "The heart hurts when I think about you."
Qin Shu's nose was sour and she had the urge to cry, she resisted not letting the tears fall.
At this moment, the man suddenly grabbed her arm, took her to bed, and then hugged her in his arms, lowering the soft hair on top of her head with his chin.
The man's movements were too sudden, Qin didn't exclaim, he nestled in the man's arms and didn't move. The breath of the man's breath was a man-specific breath. Listening to the man's strong heartbeat in her ears would make her feel very relieved.
The man tightened his arms, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms suddenly disappeared.
When he returned from the imperial capital, he really hated the feeling of being empty in his arms. It was not smoke that accompanied him at night, and he didn't know how to spend the long night.
Quiet for a long time
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At the same time, Mo Chengxu’s villa
Yang Yuan helped Mo Chengxu into the villa, and straightly helped him to the main bedroom on the second floor. After turning on the light, she helped him in, and then threw him directly onto the European-style bed.
The drunk Mo Chengxu was thrown so dizzy, he grunted dissatisfiedly, and struggled to get up.
Yang clapped her hands as if she was disgusted. She ignored the uncle on the bed. She glanced at the bedroom and began to look at the bedroom. It was cleaner and tidy than she had imagined, and the furnishings were more tasteful.
The design in the bedroom feels a bit inconsistent with Mo Chengxu's sentimental personality.
Mo Chengxu sat up slowly from the bed, walked vacantly, and walked into the bathroom slowly. Without even closing the bathroom door, he undressed, opened the shower, and took a shower.
With the sound of water coming, Yang Yuan turned her head to the bathroom and found that the door was open.
"..."
Yang Yuan went to the sofa and sat down, picked up a few books on the side, it was a famous foreign book, turned the first page, and started to look.
Footsteps heard the sound of her ears. She raised her head and saw Mo Chengxu coming out of the bathroom. He was surrounded by a pure white bath towel, his black hair was stained with water and his cheeks were ruddy.
Mo Chengxu is 1.86 meters tall and well-proportioned. Although he has no obvious texture lines, he is firm and flexible.
His skin is very white, no less than that of a girl.
The skin is flawless, but there is an obvious scar on the waist, which is a knife wound.
It was this cut that gave him a little taste that a man should have.
The drunk Mo Chengxu, who had long forgotten that there was still a woman in the bedroom, was looking at him unscrupulously and evaluating him.
He swayed to the bed, sat down, took off his shoes, and lay back, lying on the soft bedding, smelling the familiar smell, he knew it was his bed, and his head touched the pillow. Soon there will be sleepiness.
Yang Yuan put down the book in her hand, stood up and walked to the bed, looked at Mo Chengxu condescendingly, and found that he had closed his eyes and went to sleep.
She watched for a while, finally turned around, walked to the closet, took out Mo Chengxu's nightgown, went into the bathroom, and took a shower.
When he came out, he was wearing a navy blue nightgown. The man's nightgown was obviously much larger on his body.
She sighed, and it was only one night.
Then he walked directly to the other end of the bed, took off his shoes, lay down, no longer cared about Mo Chengxu, closed his eyes and started sleeping.
It may be because of recognizing the bed, not sleeping well at night, and always waking up at night.
Early next morning
Mo Chengxu woke up from the hangover, opened his eyes, and saw a woman's face appeared in front of him. He was stunned for a few seconds, and his sleepy nerves instantly woke up.
Yang Yuan had already woke up at this time, but she was too lazy to open her eyes and found that Mo Chengxu was awake, so she opened her eyes slowly and saw Mo Chengxu's handsome face, and she was also looking at her at this time.
She didn't say a word, waiting for Mo Chengxu's opening remarks.
After Mo Chengxu panicked, he immediately calmed down: "Why are you in my bed? I didn't say yes yesterday, let you..."
Yang Yuan directly interrupted his unfinished words: "You were the one who held me last night to keep me from leaving."
After speaking, he lowered his eyes again, not looking at Mo Chengxu.
In Mo Chengxu's eyes, Yang Yuan was shy. Did something unspeakable really happen last night?
Mo Chengxu felt that it was not a problem to lie down and talk. He simply sat up. The bath towel from last night had already fallen to the ground. He hurriedly bent over to pick up the bath towel and re-wrapped around him with his back to Yang Yuan.
Then went straight into the bathroom.
When I came out again, I was standing next to the bed neatly dressed, the embarrassment no longer existed, and he resumed his previous publicity: "What do you want?"
Yang Yuan tightened the front of her nightgown and stood up from the bed. Instead of looking at Mo Chengxu, she looked out the window: "Find me clothes."
"I'll send someone a set."
Mo Chengxu immediately called and sent a set of women's clothing.
The people in charge were very fast, and soon they sent a set of women's clothing.
Mo Chengxu took the clothes and handed them to Yang Yuan: "Try it, it doesn't fit."
"Yeah." Yang Yuan walked into the bathroom with her clothes.
Mo Chengxu glanced at the tightly closed bathroom, a little irritable, actually drank a piece last night?
Just when Mo Chengxu was very regretful, the bathroom door opened and she watched Yang Yuan walk out of the bathroom and picked up the backpack. Then she left?
Mo Chengxu was stunned for a while, but did not understand what Yang Yuan meant by doing this, so he hurriedly chased it out.
After chasing him out, Mo Chengxu rubbed his temples and looked at Yang Yuan's back. She didn't go fast, but he didn't catch up.
What does she mean?
When nothing happened last night?
Mo Chengxu watched Yang Yuan's back disappear and disappeared in the corner, feeling inexplicably guilt in his heart. He shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much.
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