Or because it was too cold, Mu Xiao was in a trance for a moment because of this warm current.

"You don't need to bother, Brother Jing Yan, I'll just go back by myself."

Mu Xiao lowered his head slightly, and walked towards the door with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Why do you go back alone?" Song Jingyan hurried to catch up, and his big broad hand once again reached her thin shoulder, imprisoning her in place.

Mu Xiao didn't know where the anger came from, at this moment, she suddenly pushed Song Jingyan away, and tears rolled down like beads with broken threads:

"You ...... Woo, bully! ”

Song Jingyan froze in place, he looked at Mu Xiao's tearful appearance, the men's handkerchief in his hand clenched hard, but he didn't dare to approach her lightly.

She was very depressed in her heart, but he could only watch from afar.

Mu Xiao wiped away her tears and staggered out along the deep corridor, Song Jingyan looked at her back and lost her mind for a moment, and finally took steps to follow.

There were cars coming and going on the street, and Mu Xiao easily stopped a taxi.

"Girls should be careful." When the car stopped, the enthusiastic middle-aged female driver kindly reminded:

"Now there are a lot of bad men with bad intentions, focusing on lonely girls, and the car behind us followed us all the way, I'm really a little worried about whether someone is eyeing you."

Mu Xiao forgot to glance back, the Rolls-Royce was parked only ten meters away from the taxi, the car had turned off, and through the yellow-orange street lights, he could vaguely see a person in the driver's seat.

It's Song Jingyan.

He knew that she wouldn't let him send it, and he couldn't rest assured, so he drove all the way.

"Don't worry, Auntie, the person in the car is my friend, so I don't need to look for money."

After speaking, Mu Xiao got out of the car.

"Your friend? Why don't you let him send you back directly? His car is much better than a taxi. The driver looked at Mu Xiao's thin figure, and his face was confused and stunned.

……

"Chen, in front of so many good friends, regardless of the eyes of others, you rushed out for me as soon as possible, I know that the most important person in your heart is still me, and you have never changed."

An Yarong grabbed Chu Shaochen's collar with two small hands, and a pair of moist cherry red lips stuck to the wheat-colored skin on Chu Shaochen's neck, and whispered drunkly:

"Chen, do you know, a woman will only be willing to give her chastity to a man if she really loves him, Shao Chen, I love you, since I gave you my body that night, over the years, there have been many men who have shown favor to me and want to spend ** with me, but I only have you in my heart, and I am not uncommon for all other men."

"But you have not been near me since that night, and do you know how much torment and loneliness I have endured for you? Chen, stay with me tonight, and tonight I want you to make up everything you owe me all these years of love. ”

"Boom!"

An Yarong's body suddenly swayed violently, and she was thrown on the sofa by Chu Shaochen.

"Looks like you're drunk." Chu Shaochen's slender body stood beside the sofa, and his perfect lip line pursed an indifferent arc:

"There are a lot of men here, if you are so lacking in love, I will help you go and call a random one to accompany you now."

Chu Shaochen turned around and left.

"Shao Chen!"

An Yarong's soft body suddenly pounced up, and her two soft arms hugged his waist hard:

"You know that I'm not a casual woman, Chen, I'm also a woman, how pure and restrained my image in the film industry is obvious to everyone, but for you I have said it so clearly, don't you understand?"

"Shao Chen, I want you, I want you to stay, love me like that night."

"I want you, tonight, I'm going to give me to you again."

Or because of past grievances, An Yarong's voice has begun to tremble, and crystal tears are dripping out of her eyes that I see pity.

She hugged Chu Shaochen hard, and her soft body squeezed and rubbed his back.

"Let go!"

Chu Shaochen's thick black eyebrows were tightly locked.

The picture of that night was like a knife blade in his heart, his sturdy body was tense in pain, and his powerful hands indifferently broke An Yarong's hands:

"I drank too much that night, I don't know what really happened, I drank today too, but at least I'm sober!"

If you miss it once, how can you miss it a second time?

"Chu Shaochen!"

An Yarong was thrown back on the sofa, she looked at Chu Shaochen's back as he gradually walked away, and tears covered her beautiful melon seed face:

"You can talk to Mu Xiaohuan again and again/Okay, why don't you want to touch me? Chen, you are obviously afraid of me, you are afraid that once you have a skin-to-skin relationship with me again, you will no longer be able to show such indifference to me. ”

"Oh?" Chu Shaochen stood at the door, turned his head shallowly, and the love in his eyes was entangled like ink:

"Do you really think you can compare to her?"

“……”

An Yarong's face suddenly turned pale.

Her snow-white right hand was holding the back of the sofa, her delicate body trembling with resentment, tears dripping on the leather cushion.

When Chu Shaochen married Mu Xiao, she was still full of confidence that the person Chu Shaochen really loved was her, and it was only a matter of time before he divorced Mu Xiao for her.

However, as time went by, even though she framed and slandered Mu Xiao again and again, however, Chu Shaochen's heart moved farther and farther away from her and closer to Mu Xiao......

What went wrong?

Why is this the case?

There was a sound of footsteps in the room, and Chu Shaochen stepped out of the door step by step.

An Yarong was slightly stunned, and at this moment, a trace of obvious hatred appeared in her tear-misty eyes:

"Chu Shaochen, don't forget who ruined our children, don't forget, your responsibility to me!"

Chu Shaochen's footsteps stopped, and the tall figure stood lonely in the dimly lit corridor.

"Shao Chen, you are so stupid, you know that Mu Xiao's purpose in marrying you was for Song Jingyan, you are so stupid...... Just now at the wine table, when I kissed you, she didn't react at all, she didn't care about you at all, and you were so delusional about her......"

"Enough!"

Chu Shaochen's face turned dark, and he suddenly slammed his fist on the hard wall.

The man's sturdy skin was torn, and the red blood stained his fingers, dripping down the fingertips and hitting the ground.

"Mr. Chu, your hand is bleeding, do you want to go to the infirmary to bandage it?"

The waitress in the corridor greeted her, looking at Chu Shaochen's bloody right hand, and her face couldn't help but show surprise and pity.

Chu Shaochen didn't reply, but went downstairs with a black face.

When he opened the door of the private room, he found that it was empty.

"Brother Shao Chen, Mu Xiao has already left." Zhang Hanyu walked behind Chu Shaochen and said softly:

"Just now, you asked me to tell her to wait for you, and you will come back in a while, but she said that there was an urgent matter, so she had to pull Jing Yange and leave immediately. I think, at this time, they should go to open a room! ”

"By the way, she also wants me to tell you, saying that she doesn't have any feelings for you anymore, and she doesn't want to delay you and Rongrong."

“……”

Chu Shaochen's eyebrows furrowed deeply, even if he was talking to Zhang Hanyu, his voice couldn't help but be infected with an obvious chill at this moment:

"Did she say that?"

"Brother Shao Chen, when did I lie to you? I swear that if I tell a lie, I will not die well in this life. ”

Zhang Hanyu raised his right hand and swore with a stern expression.

The corners of Chu Shaochen's mouth hooked weakly, and he didn't say a word, but there was a trace of coolness in his bottomless black eyes that kept seeping down.

……

"Jinzhu Hotel, Room 319, come here as much as you want"

After sending this text message, Anya Rong went into the bathroom, and when she came out, she was only wearing a semi-sheer chiffon skirt on her curvaceous body.

The doorbell rang.

She stood behind the door, and after seeing the tall man standing outside through the cat's eye, she opened the door without hesitation.

"It's been half an hour since I messaged you, what's the matter with you? Every time I call you, I procrastinate so much. ”

An Yarong closed the door tightly, looking up at the handsome boy in front of her, her slightly drooping eyes with a slight complaint.

"Sister Rongrong, I'm sorry, I was just studying on my own last night, and after seeing your message, I rushed over immediately."

The man has a handsome face, with distinct facial features, clear eyebrows and eyes, and if you look closely, you can still find that there is still some childishness on his face that has not faded away.

His name is Xiao Ziye, a poor student who is still in his second year of college, and an alumnus of Anya Rong's university.

At this moment, Xiao Ziye looked down at An Yarong, and there was a slight shyness on her handsome face:

"Sister Rongrong, can you stop sending messages when you call me in the future, I may not see it sometimes."

"Don't always call Sister Rong Rong, I'm three years older than you, am I so old?" An Yarong stretched out her slender jade hand and stroked the boy's strong chest:

"Don't waste time, let's get started."

After the words fell, An Yarong turned around and walked to the sofa, she gently lifted the slender short skirt on her body, and her slender and slender legs rested on the back of the sofa cushion.

The boy meekly walked over and bowed his head to kiss her on the lips.

"Go!"

An Yarong's slender fingers touched the boy's forehead, and pushed him away coquettishly:

"How many times, don't you understand? This is not a place for you to kiss. ”

The boy glanced at her aggrievedly:

"I know, Sister Rong Rong, I won't make this kind of mistake again in the future."

"Good ......" An Yarong leaned on the luxurious sofa, her beautiful eyes squinted slightly.

Her little hands rested on top of the boy's head, clutching at his jet-black hair.

The man she yearns for the most is Chu Shaochen, however, Chu Shaochen never wants to approach her, a man like Zhang Ziqian is purely to play/play with her, what she needs is to vent her feelings for Chu Shaochen in a boy like Xiao Ziye