What should have been said has been said, and it happened that Mo Zun drove over, and Rong Qian didn't stop and turned to leave.

Until the silver-gray Maybach disappeared into the traffic, Han Feifei still stood in place for a long time.

Rong Qian said that he didn't care, and said that he wouldn't pursue it, but in fact, there were no scars in his heart, how could he hide it so deeply?

It's just that she intersects with others, and she's not good at complaining.

She habitually hides all the pain and suffering, and telling others some things is equivalent to holding a fresh heart in front of the other party.

Those who understand will sympathize and pity, but this mercy is not empathy, and those who do not understand will make matters worse, and fall into the well.

Rong Qian didn't care, and rescued herself from those abysses of pain, it was nothing more than a person who, in his way, gradually warmed her heart.

Rong Qian found that she was proud of her restraint and calmness, and she would fall apart when facing that man.

It's just that in just over a month, she has become accustomed to this kind of life.

It was customary for him to come home every day and she would sit down for dinner.

After eating, they watch TV together, or he studies with her.

This kind of warm life is very easy to swallow people's willpower, and when you change it unconsciously, you will find out how deep you have fallen!

Mo Zun didn't come back tonight!

It's been a week since I met Han Feifei, and looking at the clock on the wall pointing to eleven o'clock, Rong Qian's eyes darkened.

The mobile phone on the coffee table never rang, and the sound of the TV in the bedroom was babbling, but it was so difficult to remove the noise and the remaining loneliness.

It's a terrible feeling, because when you don't know it, you want to get out, but it's already a fantasy!

Rong Qian knew his thoughts, and it was precisely because he was clear that he suddenly came back to his senses that he felt so helpless.

She turned off the TV, climbed into bed, and covered herself with the quilt, but her heart was a mess.

This night, Mo Zun did not come back.

After Rong Qian woke up, her mood had calmed down, and she got up to wash up as usual, and then went downstairs to eat.

Then it's about studying, flipping through the materials.

As always, her life has never changed.

If a person's villa does not make a sound, the dead silence can swallow people up in it.

The sound of the iron bar door was only heard at noon, and when Rong Qian heard it, she quickly put down her pen and went to the floor-to-ceiling window.

On the second floor, I saw the man in a black woolen coat, dressed in a cold body, pushed open the iron door and walked in.

He didn't drive the car in, apparently going out later.

After a while, Rong Qian heard the sound of footsteps calmly going upstairs.

Immediately after, the bedroom door was opened.

Rong Qian turned around, and Mo Zun was stunned when he saw her, as if he didn't expect her to be at home today.

Glancing at the learning materials on the coffee table, Mo Zun's voice was normal, "I didn't go out today." ”

"Nope. ”

Rong Qian replied, she didn't speak for a long time, and her voice was very hoarse.

He walked in and casually untied the watch he was wearing on his wrist, "Have you had lunch?"

Rong Qian wanted to ask him why he didn't come back last night, but he couldn't ask, looking at his expression carefully, Xiao Su's face was rarely a little tired.

Rong Qian unconsciously spoke, "Didn't you rest last night?"

It was a natural inquiry, and with worry in her eyes, and without any temptation, she blurted out the question.

Mo Zun glanced at her, he took off his coat, threw it on the sofa casually, and walked towards her with his feet raised.

Standing still in front of her, he had a smile on his face, "I haven't seen you all night, do you miss me?"

Rong Qian looked up at him slightly, he was very tall, "Are you going to go out later?"

She asked twice in a row, and although her eyes were calm, how could she not hear the expected panic.

He couldn't help but hold her face and kiss it, she didn't struggle, a deep kiss, and he didn't let go of her until she was kissed in a daze.

"There's something to deal with, you're obedient these days, and I'll be there when I'm done. ”

Rong Qian wanted to continue asking, but when he saw the bloodshot in his eyes, he didn't speak.

Mo Zun didn't even explain why he didn't come back, what was he busy with?

stabilized Rong Qian, and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

After a while, there was the sound of rustling water inside.

Rong Qian is very quiet and very forbearing, such a character is completely from the three years of tempering in prison.

There is a goal, she will fight silently, but she will not fight for it in the middle, which also causes her character today.

Wen Tian is almost not angry of his own!

But now it's different, once a person has selfishness, that strong possessiveness is a very terrible existence.

Mo Zun came out of the shower, changed his clothes, and almost didn't say much.

He walked towards the door, and had just opened it when a shallow voice came from behind him.

"Mo Zun. ”

He paused, and turned back.

Rong Qian walked up to him, and under his inquiring gaze, she put her arm around his waist.

Very tight, her cheek against his chest, she pleaded with her own needs for the first time, with true emotion, "Can you not go, you said that after yesterday, you will rest, and in two days it will be Chinese New Year's Eve." You promised me ......"

She lifted her eyes and looked into his.

For the first time, she spoke to him in a earnest tone.

For the first time, he begged him not to leave her, as he had promised before.

Mo Zun looked at the hope on her delicate face, and there was a place in her heart that quietly collapsed, and it was false to say that such a face was unattractive.

It was precisely her earnestness that softly turned into a puddle of water, and Mo Zun had no resistance at all.

If he could, he would love to take her into his arms and melt her into his bones.

But no, Mo Zun thought of something, his eyes were deep, "I will come back on Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Rong Qian's heart tightened, "Is it something very important?"

Mo Zun was silent for a moment: "...... Hmmm!"

Rong Qian stopped talking, she let go of him very knowingly, and took a step back, "Then you pay attention to rest." ”

Mo Zun raised his hand to touch her cheek, he didn't go any further, but said to her in a very gentle tone, "Don't worry, wait for me to come back." ”

Mo Zun left, and Rong Qian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched his figure disappear.

Most people really can't adapt to the hustle and bustle, because once they integrate into the bustle, not everyone has such a good mentality and habits when they return to tranquility!

Rong Qian's eyes were a little sour, and she felt inexplicably wronged.

It's not a big deal, Mo Zun is just a little busy, but she is so hypocritical.

She may have been spoiled, which is why she had so many surprises.

——

received a call from Lin Yueqi without warning.

When Mo Zun left, she didn't say exactly when she would come back, she thought that he was stumped by something, so she needed time to deal with it.

Until Lin Yueqi called, she bluntly called out her name, "Rong Qian, can you come out?"