"Did you tell someone about Wen Ran's life experience?"

"I don't understand what you're saying?"

On the other end of the phone, Shen Yuting's voice was a little cold and hard, and there was a faint displeasure, she had just come out of the shower, and she hadn't even combed her hair yet.

"At noon, someone told me that she learned about Wen Ran's life experience and her current physical condition from you, Shen Yuting, think about it, did you call someone else."

Mo Zixuan hesitated and did not say the name of Tong Shishi.

Shen Yuting's eyebrows furrowed tightly, threw the towel on her head, and picked up a comb to comb her hair, "Who told you that?" I didn't call anyone at all, and that person must have been taking your word. ”

She didn't tell anyone at all except Mo Zixuan.

Even if he told Mo Zixuan, it was from the side, not directly to him.

"You really haven't been, Shen Yuting, Wen Ran is your cousin, this matter is very important to her."

"Of course I know that it is very important to her, I didn't say it to you at the beginning, you guessed it yourself, how could I tell others, who is that person?"

Shen Yuting asked angrily.

If it was a year ago, she might still be secretly happy because of this, anyway, as long as it wasn't what she said, no matter who knew Wen Ran's life experience, it would have nothing to do with her, and even, if Wen Ran left Mo Xiuchen, she would still have a chance.

But now, she and Jiang Liu are together.

Although that man can not be compared with Mo Xiuchen in any way, he has a face that is seven points similar to him, at least, he is gentle and considerate to her these days, if he is destined not to be with Mo Xiuchen, she feels that it is acceptable to be with a man who looks similar to him.

She was trying to adjust her mentality, trying to get out of her feelings for Mo Xiuchen, and trying to get along with Jiang Liu sincerely.

"It's a woman named Tong Shishi."

"Children's poems? Is it the scandalous heroine who made headlines with you last time? Mo Zixuan, I don't know her at all, how could she hear something from me, you must have been deceived by her. ”

Shen Yuting said with certainty.

Mo Zixuan pondered with his eyebrows, and suddenly, he said to himself: "Is it difficult, it was she who reported the news, so I couldn't get through on the phone." ”

"What kind of ventilation report, can't make a phone call, Mo Zixuan, don't you also want to use Ran Ran's background to threaten Mo Xiuchen and get the rights you want? At this time, why do you care about it? ”

Shen Yuting simply put the comb on the dresser, leaned into the chair, and asked curiously.

"I'm taking back what should belong to me, since you haven't told others, that Tong Shishi, there must be a problem, I'll hang up first."

After Mo Zixuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Shen Yuting muttered 'neurosis' to her mobile phone, picked up the comb again, combed her hair, and blew her hair.

**

Peaceful suburban villa

On the second floor, in the master bedroom, Mo Xiuchen sat on the sofa with Wen Ran and watched TV series, Wen Ran nestled in his arms, watching TV while eating the snacks he fed into his mouth.

The atmosphere, warm and romantic.

When the mobile phone rang, Mo Xiuchen just reached out and picked up a glass of milk next to him, when he heard the ringtone, his good-looking brows frowned, ignored it, and said gently: "Ranran, drink this milk." ”

Wen Ran nodded with a smile and reached out to take the cup: "I'll drink it myself, you answer the phone." ”

"Leave it alone, you drink it, and then take it."

Mo Xiuchen didn't even glance at the constantly vibrating mobile phone thrown on the coffee table, and insisted that he would feed Wen Ran milk in person.

Wen Ran was helpless, so he had to follow his wishes, just his hand, bowed his head and drank milk, the corners of Mo Xiuchen's lips curved shallowly, staring at her eyes, gentle and affectionate.

"Hurry up and answer the phone."

Wen Ran finished drinking the milk, and wiped her mouth with a tissue, the mobile phone kept ringing, and she couldn't even hear the sound of talking on the TV.

Mo Xiuchen smiled, reached out to take the mobile phone, and when he saw the caller ID, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he pressed the answer button unhurriedly: "Hey! ”

"Xiuchen, it's me, Yuting."

On the other end of the phone, Shen Yuting's voice came, faintly seeping into a trace of unnaturalness.

She seemed to call him for the first time since that night, I don't know if it was nervous or embarrassed, and her voice was slightly different from usual.

"Yuting, what's the matter with calling so late?"

In his arms, Wen Ran, who was staring at the LCD screen, looked up, Mo Xiuchen smiled at her slightly, and the hand around her waist moved slightly, just as he wanted to turn on the voiceover for her to listen to, but the sound in his ears made his expression sink.

"Where are you now?"

Mo Xiuchen glanced at Wen Ran and asked calmly.

On the other end of the phone, Shen Yuting was confused by his question, but quickly thought of something and replied, "I'm at home now." ”

"I'll look for you in a moment."

After Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, he didn't wait for Shen Yuting to say anything, and hung up.

"Xiuchen, is Sister Ting looking for you?"

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen and asked in surprise.

"Well, there's something going on, yes, I'll go out and I'll be back in a while, you go to bed early."

Mo Xiuchen carried Wen Ran from his arms to the sofa next to him, and lowered his head to ask for a kiss, until she was soft and panting, he let go of her, staring at her red little face, the flames flashed in the depths of his eyes, forcibly suppressed the heat somewhere in his body, and told her again, before getting up and going to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Wen Ran looked at his back as he entered the cloakroom, raised his hand and patted his hot face, slowly calming his heartbeat.

In two minutes, Mo Xiuchen changed his clothes and came out of the cloakroom, his long body wrapped under the expensive clothes, and his gestures were extravagant and elegant, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Wen Ran stared at his delicate and perfect face, a little reluctant to look away.

Mo Xiuchen stood a few steps away, his eyebrows were smiling, his eyes were gentle, and after she had seen enough, he walked up to the sofa, stroked her face with a big palm, and said meaningfully: "Ranran, if you can't sleep, just wait for me to come back." ”

The hot masculine breath penetrated into the eardrums, Wen Ran's heart jumped suddenly, and the red on his face that had just receded suddenly climbed up his cheeks again.

Qinghong's eyes looked into Mo Xiuchen's eyes with an evil smile, she pursed her lips, deliberately raised her little face, and said generously: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Mo Xiuchen was stunned, looking at her clear and bright eyes, his heart couldn't help but ripple slightly.

"Okay, I'll be back soon." His thin lips ran over her soft earlobes, straightened up, and stared at her for a few more moments before leaving.

Aston drove out of the villa, and after turning at the first intersection, stopped on the side of the road, Mo Xiuchen took out his mobile phone and dialed Shen Yuting's number.

Just now, on the phone, he only heard her say a word, afraid that Wen Ran, who was nesting in his arms, would hear it, so he said to go to her.

... (Markor Literature-)