"No, stop it." Momo was anxious and helpless.

It's not that she hasn't thought about going so far with him, it's just that tonight is too sudden, and she is not prepared for this at all.

Zhenfeng's crazy appearance, she saw it for the first time.

"You don't want it?"

"I ......," Momo bit his lip.

"Why can't I if others can!" Zhenfeng was furious, and intensified the movement in his hands.

Mo Mo was startled, she knew, he must have guessed something.

The shirt on his body was lowered to his waist, and Zhenfeng watched infatuatedly, breathing rapidly, but did not make any further movements.

Momo suddenly fell silent, his eyes tightly closed. Cool tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Just now, he asked why others can't, but he can't.

She had known him for more than ten years.

She's going to marry him soon.

If he wanted to, then why not?

Thinking like this, my mood calmed down.

Zhenfeng raised his hand to touch the tears on Momo's face, and his heart was shocked, and the mania and heat in his heart quickly receded.

He slammed his fist against the wall, the wind stirring Momo's hair.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this to you. He hugged Momo, put on her shirt, turned around, opened the door, and left.

Deathly silence.

Momo leaned against the wall for a long time, and finally slipped down like a loach, slumped on the cold floor, tugging at his hair, and finally cried.

Crying because of guilt;

Because of sorrow, we cry;

Because of self-blame, so cry;

Because of the pain, I want to cry without any scruples when there is only one person left.

Zhenfeng did not leave, but squatted in the doorway, listening to the heart-rending cry of the door, and the fists that had been clenched were squeaked.

He thought he would go crazy if he listened to it for a second longer.

Finally, he ran away.

Dejected, he didn't notice a black Cayenne parked downstairs.

Wang Zi stayed in the car all night, and he found that Zhenfeng had not returned all night, and the lights in the apartment had not been turned on.

Mo Fei held Jian Hai and dressed up to attend a charity performance.

The lights flickered, and in front of the camera, Mo Fei was affectionate towards Jian Hai, and Jian Hai also gave full play to the etiquette of a gentleman, taking care of him thoughtfully and considerately.

Mo Fei was very satisfied, pretending to be drunk, and leaning against his body to give him his own fragrant kiss, but Jian Hai pushed him away without hesitation:

"Miss Mo, there are no outsiders here, the play is over. I've also returned the favor to you. ”

"What if, I want to do it?" Mo Fei looked at him with a lot of charm, and reached over to caress his face.

After getting along these days, I have to admit that she is attracted to the man in front of her.

"You're drunk. I went back to my room. Jian Hai took a step back without a trace, causing her outstretched hand to fall into the air.

Mo Fei, who has always been high above and worshiped by everyone, received this cold reception, as if someone had poured cold water on him. But he still endured it with his face.

"I'll go back the day after tomorrow. I have commanded that my servants will treat you as a guest. Jian Hai walked to the door and added.

When Wang Zi's grandmother flew to France to find Jian Hai, he learned that Momo was not with Wang Zi.

She seems to be missing.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't wait to return to China immediately.

"What is the reason why Momo told you that she and Wang Zi got back together? Isn't that the heart that made you die for her! Why are you still dwelling on it? Mo Fei's face finally cooled down.

"I didn't dwell on it, I just wanted to know if she was doing with Forget."

"Good or bad, what does it have to do with you?" Mo Fei sneered.