It is......

She strangely took out her mobile phone again, and then dialed Ling Ze's side again, but it was still turned off, turned off, why was it turned off again?

His mobile phone will rarely be turned off, two points and one line of life, even if the phone is really out of power, it is impossible to turn off, could it be that the phone is broken?

She put down her mobile phone again, and didn't ask Ling Ze about her itinerary too much.

And she waited for an afternoon, or even a night, and finally she was so sleepy that she could only sleep first, but she didn't sleep too peacefully, and the finger of the ring she was carrying was always faintly painful, even inexplicably painful, and she was a little helpless because of the pain.

In a daze, she finally fell asleep, but what accompanied her to sleep was still the feeling of faint pain even if she ignored it.

It was as if something was stuck in her fingers.

Although it doesn't hurt to the bone, it's strange and can't be ignored.

Until I heard the sound of the door opening.

Mu Tianen felt it, and she quickly sat up.

"You're back?" She actually didn't need to look to know who was back, the breath that belonged to Ling Ze would not change, but why was there a scent of orange blossom that she didn't know where it came from?

And such a fragrance seems to be a little too familiar, but such familiarity, such déjà vu, she has forgotten, where was she before, smelling such a fragrance?

And there are few women who can make her familiar, but who will have such an aura on her body, she has forgotten.

"Why did you come back so late today?" Mu Tianen didn't mean to blame, she was actually just a little worried, because she hadn't contacted him for a day today.

Ling Ze walked over, but he didn't reply to her words, but opened the door and went to the bathroom, and when he came out again, all he had on his body was the fragrance of shower gel, and the others, such as the smell that Mu Tianen smelled just now, were gone.

Even Mu Tianen wanted to get back that taste, and wanted to remember who it belonged to, but he couldn't find it.

And Ling Ze never answered her question.

Ling Ze walked over and lay down again.

"Ling Ze, I ......"

Mu Tianen actually just wanted to tell him about his pregnancy, but it seemed that he didn't want to hear about Ling Ze now.

"I want to sleep."

Ling Ze turned over, and such a refusal, and even the coldness in his voice, also made Mu Tianen swallow the words in his mouth.

She also lay down, but she could only face his back this night.

Sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much, just like now, Mu Tianen actually understands that Ling Ze is refusing her approach, but she still doesn't understand what she did wrong, but there is nothing.

They were still talking a few days ago about making zongzi.

This night she fell asleep in a state of uneasiness, and she always woke up from sleep, in a trance, especially the indentation between her fingers, but there was some inexplicable pain.

But when she touched that finger, there was nothing.

It was still that shallow mark, and this mark didn't seem to be on her hand, but on her heart, and what crossed her heart was what it was, she never understood.

And from this day on, she found that Ling Ze had changed.

I don't like to talk to her, and I don't like to listen to her voice.

And from beginning to end, she didn't tell him about her pregnancy, and even she didn't know what happened?

If you don't inquire, you just believe it, and if you don't ask, you're just waiting.

And this abnormality also made her more and more silent.

Secretary Chen took a book from the shelf, in such a place where technology is developing rapidly, she may be a weirdo, she just likes these paper books.

She picked out a few books for herself that could improve her culture, not to mention whether she read it or not, at least it could be used to hold X, and when she took the book to pay, it was unexpected, as if she saw a somewhat familiar back.

One man and one woman.

One woman and one man.

Ling Ze, there is another woman?

Ling Ze is a man, but that woman will definitely not be Mu Tianen, Mu Tianen is a little shorter, and Mu Tianen does not have such long hair

She can be sure that this woman will definitely not be Mu Tianen.

But who the hell is that?

She has been by Ling Ze's side for more than ten years, and when she was a small intern, she had already followed Ling Ze, and in the past ten years, she had never seen Ling Ze get close to any woman.

At the beginning, he loved Mu Tianqing's death, and when Mu Tianqing was not there, what she was worried about at first was not anything else, but whether he would martyr Mu Tianqing, but he didn't.

Later, there was Mu Tianen again, although she didn't know how the boss and Mu Tianen had spent this year? But she knew that it would not be too calm.

But no matter what, she always believed that Ling Ze was a man who was loyal to his marriage, and in his bones, there were things that were traditional to the Chinese people, and such a loyal city could be said to be the first, but now the woman beside him ......

Secretary Chen uses his 30-year-old age to gamble, which will not be simple.

"A hundred and eight pieces in total."

The voice of the cashier in the bookstore reminded Secretary Chen, but Secretary Chen didn't have time to waste here.

"I'm sorry, I didn't buy it in the first place."

She hurriedly chased out, although it was none of her business, but she felt as if she owed herself a truth.

She strode forward, also looking for those two people.

"Okay?" The woman smiled softly, as if it was still the same as before, like a perfect little sun, even if it was a stiff heart, she couldn't help but be melted.

"Yes, okay."

Ling Ze nodded, "It's pretty good." ”

"I knew you liked this," the woman took a silk scarf and compared it, also tied it around her neck, and then looked in the mirror for a long time, it was indeed very good, white and yellow.

"How do you know?"

Ling Ze was still standing on the side, a pair of eyes were always on her, his dark eyes were very deep, and those things that were pressed by her seemed to be even deeper.

The woman's fingers paused slightly, and then put down the silk scarf as if nothing had happened.

"I know a lot, do you want to hear it?"

And whether Ling Ze wanted to listen to it or not, the woman had already begun to say, "I know that you like white more than black, gray more than blue, you like meat, but not fish, the coffee you like to drink is not Blue Mountain, but white coffee, you like autumn more than spring, you don't like to eat watermelon, just because watermelon will have a strange smell." ”