175. Be honest

Long Moxuan's face sank. thinks that in the past 26 years, he has never been ordered to be expelled. But the other party is cold and soft, and he is not easy to do.

Long Moxuan turned around angrily, and for the first time, a look of embarrassment and hurt flashed on his noble and awe-inspiring face. Walking out of the bedroom, listening to his footsteps downstairs, Leng Yurou closed the door, leaned back against the wooden door, and then closed her eyes in despair.

In any case, I didn't expect the reunion a few days later, the atmosphere downstairs just now was good, but this short period of time turned into a dispute scene that I didn't want to see.

Leng Yurou knew very well in her heart that she was not a person who would bow her head and admit defeat. Long Moxuan will not admit his mistake. Just like the previous time in Beijing, he inadvertently flipped through the photos of Long Moxuan and Ling Xuewei, which made him angry, and he left Beijing, and the two almost never saw each other again......

Leng Yurou walked back to the bed weakly and sighed. Ding Jingjing still has no news, and the beauty pageant doesn't know what the situation is, but Long Moxuan still wants to add to the chaos...... With a helpless wry smile, her cold Yurou life is really exciting, comparable to a bloody heroine.

At this moment, Leng Yurou has no intention of thinking about anything else, he doesn't care about the end of the world, and he will sleep to replenish his spirit first. Leng Yurou's character is destined to be a big grievance and a lot of trouble, but also to eat and sleep well. You can't treat yourself badly, in this life, the only person who is good to you and really loves you is yourself, right?

At this time, Long Moxuan was sitting on the sand in the living room with a gloomy face, drinking tea alone and bored. Bai Yanan was still on the phone in the room, not knowing who to call.

Long Moxuan's eyes glanced at it, and he suddenly saw a crumpled newspaper in the trash can.

Long Moxuan knew that only Bai Qiguang had the habit of subscribing to newspapers, and he would tidy up the newspapers after reading them, and he didn't have the habit of throwing them in the trash?

Intuitively, it was a mistake again, Long Moxuan leaned over, picked up the "Yangtze Evening News" from the trash can, and spread it out on the glass coffee table, smoothing out the wrinkles one by one. Then, the headlines that caught my eye were photos of myself and Ling Xuewei......

Long Moxuan frowned, his heart tightened, he raised his head, and looked at the cold and soft room on the second floor with complicated eyes. The door had already been locked from the inside.

Long Moxuan sighed, calmed down, and read the newspaper carefully.

After reading the news carefully from beginning to end, Long Moxuan's deep black eyes became heavier and heavier, and the slender knuckles of his fingers became whiter and whiter. In the end, Long Moxuan crumpled the newspaper in a ball with annoyance, Huo Di got up and threw it into the trash, ignoring Bai Yanan's panicked eyes, he staggered a few steps upstairs and knocked on Leng Yurou's door.

Leng Yurou's weak voice came from inside, and he said a little sleepily: "Why am I sleeping?

"Yurou ......" Long Moxuan thought for a while, and said calmly: "Open the door, let me in, I have something to say to you, listen to my explanation, okay?"

His magnetic voice, low and hoarse, with a faint pleading, made Leng Yurou's heart soften. After all, a stubborn and unruly man like Long Moxuan is willing to whisper to himself like this, at least it shows that he still has a certain place in his heart. It's just that I don't know who is more important to Long Moxuan than that Ling Xuewei, myself and her?

Thinking about it, Leng Yurou's nose was sour, and she couldn't help but secretly sarcastically mock herself for being unproductive, when did she start to compare this kind of thing with other women?

Despite this, the man had already left the bed, walked to the door with a feeble step, and unscrewed the doorknob.

But Leng Yurou herself was also leaning on the edge of the wall, and she didn't mean to let Long Moxuan in at all, she just put her hands around her chest, looked at Long Moxuan coldly, and asked lightly, "What do you have to explain?"

"About the photo and news report in the evening newspaper—" Long Moxuan hurriedly spoke, but caught a glimpse of Leng Yurou's silent smile, which was a sarcastic and nonchalant smile. That smile completely angered Long Moxuan, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, he suddenly pushed the door hard, forced into the room, stared at Leng Yurou and roared: "Damn woman, you obviously saw it but didn't ask anything!

By his force, Leng Yurou's body could barely stand. But she quickly stabilized her figure, lowered her head, and asked with a slightly mocking smile: "Ask? What should I ask? Long Moxuan, do you ask about your romantic life with your ex-girlfriend in Singapore?

"Or-" Leng Yurou raised her head, smiled indifferently at Long Moxuan, her face was snow-white, and she said dismally: "Q: That night, the reason why you didn't answer my phone was because you were with her?"

Long Moxuan was shocked, but he didn't expect Leng Yurou to have doubts about this. And if she hadn't seen the newspaper and didn't take the initiative to explain, I'm afraid Leng Yurou would have misunderstood herself all the time. No wonder when I came back this time, I always felt that Leng Yurou's eyes were cold when she looked at her, and her attitude was very different.

Actually, Long Moxuan did misunderstand. The reason why Leng Yurou was cold to him was because of the misunderstanding of this matter, but more importantly, because of the folder. Of course, Leng Yurou didn't take the initiative to ask, and he would never take the initiative to confess.

Looking at Leng Yurou's somewhat pale face, Long Moxuan's chest ached. He was silent for a moment before he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Yurou, I know that we have misunderstandings about each other. Now that you're my wife, my woman, we're supposed to be the closest couple, and there shouldn't be secrets and misunderstandings, right?"

Leng Yurou smiled mockingly, noncommittal, but she didn't deny it, just quietly leaned against the wall and looked at him.

"I don't want to continue living with misunderstandings, let's be honest with each other and uncover the misunderstanding, okay?" Long Moxuan's eyes became affectionate as he looked at Leng Yurou.

Leng Yurou looked at Long Moxuan's handsome and extraordinary face, and her mind began to be in a trance. The man in front of him is so good-looking, whether he is lying or telling love words, he is so beautiful...... She smiled faintly and nodded, "Say it." ”

At this point, I feel dizzy. Fortunately, with his back against the wall, he quickly stabilized his figure.

Long Moxuan noticed her abnormality, helped her and said, "Go and sit down on the bed and say, you are too tired." ”

Leng Yurou did not object, the moment the skin touched, the night before Long Moxuan left, those charming and romantic scenery instantly came to her heart, and Leng Yurou had mixed feelings in her heart.

Long Moxuan sat down facing Leng Yurou, looked at her with deep dark eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that you won't doubt me if I say it?"

Leng Yurou looked at him and replied a little lazily: "As long as you say it, I will believe it." ”

Long Moxuan was stunned, and seemed a little surprised: "Yurou, why do you believe in me so much?"

Leng Yurou smiled and said, "If I don't even believe you, who else can I trust?"

Long Moxuan was silent, but his heart was extremely disturbed by this sentence.