"When men conquer women, they often have no bottom line in order to get, and when they are bored, in order to escape, they often use principles as an excuse. On the contrary, women often abide by their principles before they are conquered by men, but when they are abandoned, they often give up the bottom line and forgive and desire for forgiveness. ”

"Men use principles to escape, men give up the bottom line in order to get, and women break through the bottom line because they are afraid of losing. ”

"Without principles, it is equivalent to giving up on yourself, because that is your personality that distinguishes you from others, and there is no bottom line, which is equivalent to giving up being a man, because the bottom line is the foundation of being a man. In this love, Tang Tian has no principles and no bottom line.

In this way, she was silent, and had decided to choose an escape, it seems that this fever is not a very good thing, people do burn out their brains, but in other words, it is a good thing, because ...... Li Momo didn't stop there, Zhuang Muxuan's warning to her was like wind in her ears, useless.

Tang Tian's life fell into a dire situation. Zhuang Muxuan had no choice but to arrange Tang Tian in his villa in the middle of the mountain to avoid the limelight for the time being.

Life finally returned to peace. The mid-levels villa area, picturesque and pleasant, is not too remote place, there is strict security in and out, and those reporters and paparazzi can only stop here.

The two of them discussed it for a while, and decided that Tang Tian would stop the work at hand first and recuperate temporarily. Zhang Tianen didn't have any opinions, he liked Tang Tian very much, there was nothing wrong with this, he couldn't wait to marry her into the family immediately, but he despised Li Momo's approach very much.

Such unscrupulous means are really enough, and they have helped a lot in the open and in the dark, but this Li Momo is indeed a difficult master, and he just refuses to stop there!

The shallow bend of the moon hung in the distant sky, the light was white, pouring all over the ground like mercury, and the entire villa area was shrouded in a faint moonlight.

As if shrouded in a hazy mist, the rockery along the way, the small bridge flowers and trees, the night breeze blowing gently, there is a floral fragrance in the air, people can't help but take a few breaths of such flowers, just want to immerse themselves in it.

Zhuang Muxuan is also tired these days, he needs to face a lot of problems, and these problems are getting more and more difficult.

From the initial rumors to the final substantive problems, the same thing was laid out before his eyes, the company's stock price plummeted, various cooperation was interrupted, and the bank terminated the loan.

And Zhuang Muxuan didn't say a word to Tang Tian about these problems, he didn't want her to be troubled. It is rare to have such a leisure time, Zhuang Muxuan is like a child, holding Tang Tian's hand and running between the small bridge and flowing water shroused by the moonlight.

The night wind was a little strong, blowing Tang Tian's long hair one after another. The moonlight was long, Zhuang Muxuan was wearing a white shirt, pulling Tang Tian who was wearing sportswear of the same color to run, as if such a run could make him so much trouble.

Running all the way, he was like a white butterfly flying in the night, chasing the wind, and the fragrance of flowers diffused in the air, faint.

"You wait for me......" Tang Tian couldn't run anymore without running a few steps, and shouted at Zhuang Muxuan out of breath.

It's been a long time since I've been crazy like this. Finally stopped, Tang Tian ran a little awkwardly, her little face was a little deformed in pain, she pointed at Zhuang Muxuan with her finger, pouted her scarlet little mouth, and said,

"Xiao Xuanxuan, what are you doing?" This time he ran over, Zhuang Muxuan's handsome face was slightly red, the white shirt on his body was puffed up with the wind, a strand of hair covered his forehead, and a pair of dark eyes like a deep lake, the top was calm, but the bottom was rolling waves.

He hugged Tang Tian and raised his eyebrows,

"Let's go, I'll take you to a good place. "The car sped all the way out of the city and found another way. The mountain road twists and turns, stretching into the distance in a circuitous way, Zhuang Muxuan holds the steering wheel with one hand and holds her hand with the other.

The moonlight was as bright as water, and it spilled into the cab, and even the air sparkled.

It is a valley where the neon and weaving traffic of the city are no longer visible, only the winding and undulating hills, which have become inky because of the night, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

If you look closely, the mountains are full of white and gold flowers, layered on top of each other, like golden waves of wheat and like a white ocean.

There are also osmanthus trees all over the sky. The car stopped. The two of them walked towards the flowers, Zhuang Muxuan hugged Tang Tianheng and walked all the way towards the fragrance of the hillside.

Tang Tian let out a cry of surprise, and the birds and finches perched in the trees were awakened by her cry and spread their wings, leaving only the faint echo of the air vibrating.

Zhuang Muxuan put down Tang Tian, she ran to the bottom of the flower tree, and lay directly on a flat grass, looking up at the flowers on her face, her eyes were full of blurred shadows of flowers and a faint white moonlight.

The breeze blows, the prosperity falls, like a distant dream, every color, every gust of wind, every petal, all make people intoxicated, there is a slight coolness and fragrance in the air, like a touch of coolness in the middle of summer, making people feel soothed.

It was perhaps the most romantic night Tang Tian and Zhuang Muxuan had ever spent. Insects chirped, there was silence all around, and the men around him were busy setting up tents and preparing sleeping bags.

Everything was so quiet and warm. Time seemed to stop at this moment, stopped in Tang Tian's memory.

In fact, time does not stop for anyone, even for a moment, it does not stop, it does not stop for pleasure, and it does not stop for sadness.

Tang Tian lay on the grass, thinking about his heart like a starry sky, and fell asleep in such a sea of flowers.

Zhuang Muxuan leaned down and looked at this little woman through the moonlight like water, her small body curled up, a gesture of self-protection, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, leaving a dark shadow on her jade-like little face, like a petal-like small mouth tightly pursed, a faint arc.

A gust of wind blew down, blowing down the orange-red osmanthus flowers, and the petals flew like rain, one by one falling on Tang Tian's white dress, dyed a color.