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The balcony was not curtained, the cold wind suddenly invaded, and the bedroom was even darker, and the white wall hung with a clock, which had pointed to ten o'clock in the night.

Jiang Yansheng sat on the sofa with his knees huddled, his long eyelashes drooping, hiding the true emotions under his eyes.

She stayed like this until the faint sound of the door opening broke the silence in the room.

Huo Xiumo came back from the party, his long fingers pulled his tie, and his steps were deliberately light, thinking that the woman had fallen asleep on the bed, and after pushing the door, he found a thin and slender figure on the sofa through the shallow moonlight.

His inky eyes narrowed slightly, and his big slender hand let go of the doorknob and closed it gently.

The temperature of the room was much lower than usual, a cold wind blew in through the balcony window, and Jiang Yansheng was only wearing a knitted skirt and did not change into a nightgown.

Hoshomo stepped over, his large hand touching her thin shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yansheng's eyelashes that had been hanging low for a long time were raised, looking at his three-dimensional facial features hidden in the dim light, perhaps because of the silence of the night, whether it was his eyes or voice, listening to his ears, it was particularly warm.

Her red lips moved, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Huo Xiumo's slender and good-looking long fingers caressed her cheeks, the touch was gentle, and in the next second, he bowed his head, and his lips were close to each other, and he clearly felt each other's breath.

His eyes were dark, and there was a scorching heat that could not be concealed.

Jiang Yansheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a dry murmur overflowed his red lips: "I miss Ji Wenlun." ”

Huo Xiumo's heart in his chest tightened in vain, his facial features looked restrained and forbearing, and his voice was slightly deep: "Am I not good enough for you?" Why think about him. ”

Jiang Yansheng sat on the sofa, shrouded by his tall body, but his back seemed to be cold without temperature, and his fingertips silently tightened the pillow.

Under the man's elite gaze, the corners of her eyes were very sour, and her face was pale and unsightly: "I just miss him...... I think there's something he can do. ”

To say that Huo Xiumo could bear it just now, now his handsome face was gloomy as water, and he did not hide his anger without concealing his anger, and he drank again, and the strong smell of wine on his suit did not dissipate.

In the face of Jiang Yansheng, he lowered his head and cried, like a wronged person.

Huo Xiumo's tall body stood up, his eyebrows became fierce, and he said coldly: "If you miss him, you are not allowed to contact him." ”

Jiang Yansheng raised his head slowly, his little face was as pale as snow, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at him with tears.

Huo Xiumo's extreme anger was provoked like this, he usually put her in the palm of his hand and spoiled her, but as a result, he cried with him at night, saying that he wanted other men?

He looked cold and open: "I drank a lot at the wine party, Jiang Yansheng, you don't mess with me now." ”

Jiang Yansheng bit her lip, and the atmosphere in the master bedroom became very stiff.

Huo Xiumo's eyes tightened and stared at her for a long time, and for a while, she could hardly do anything.

You can't fight fiercely, and you have to take into account her emotions.

The emotion in his chest became more and more depressed, he threw his suit jacket on the sofa and threw down a sentence coldly: "It seems that I have spoiled you." ”

Bang.

The door to the master bedroom was slammed shut, as if to show the man's anger.

Jiang Yansheng breathed a little harder, his pursed red lips showed a hint of stubbornness, and his body sitting on the sofa stiffened, and he didn't move for a long time.

Her eyelashes lifted slightly, and she stared at the closed door in a daze.

As the clock on the wall ticked to almost 12 a.m., there was not the slightest movement outside the door.

Jiang Yansheng got up slowly.

She opened the door and went out, and saw that the crack in the door of the study was slightly bright, and there was light shining through, so she knocked on the door.

First tone.

There was no movement in the study, and all that echoed in the corridor was the sound of her knocking on the door.

Jiang Yansheng knocked again, even if it was very soft, in the dead of night, Huo Xiumo could hear it.

The ending is still the same.

The corners of her lips tugged at the corners of her lips and she lowered her hand.

In fact, I have known for a long time that Huo Xiumo's temperament will not open the door easily.

Outside, after two knocks, it didn't knock.

In the study.

Huo Xiumo sat at the desk with a gloomy expression, pointed at the cigarette, the thick white smoke swirled in the air, and stared at the door for a long time with his eyebrows raised.

He didn't lock the door.

You don't need to knock it, you can push it in.

And at this moment, in the corridor, the woman's subtle footsteps gradually disappeared, and he turned his gaze, staring at the burning cigarette butt, and his thin lips overflowed with a self-deprecating sneer.

……

Jiang Yansheng returned to the master bedroom and did not turn on the light.

She walked very slowly, obviously injured during the day, and took off her dress in the bathroom, and under her slender back, there was a bruise, mixed with blood.

Seeing this scene through the transparent mirror, Jiang Yansheng's thin throat suddenly choked violently, and tears fell down one by one.

Her fingers were white and she was holding on to the edge of the sink, suppressing her crying, her body trembling slightly in pain, not daring to touch the bruises on her back, and feeling that her bones were aching.

It's been a long time.

Jiang Yansheng stopped shedding tears, she filled the bathtub with water with a pale face, and began to take a bath in pain.

……

She didn't wash for a long time, first, the water was too cold, and her back hurt very much, so she rinsed her body casually and got up, wrapped in a white bathrobe.

The room was dark and empty, and even though the door to the master bedroom was wide open, there was no trace of popularity.

Jiang Yansheng walked to the edge of the bed and sat for a long time in a daze.

Probably the beginning...... Realizing that Huo Xiumo was going to sleep in the study tonight, she lay down slowly, facing the door, and closed her eyes weakly.

When the consciousness is deliberately emptied, all the feelings in the body seem to be magnified infinitely clearly, Jiang Yansheng bit his lower lip and was enduring something, his soft eyebrows and eyes were also tightly wrinkled, and his breathing was light and heavy.

I was in a trance for a long time, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

This night, Jiang Yansheng woke up several times, all in the second half of the night, her body moved, opened her eyes, her forehead was a little hot, and her blurred vision began to become clear.

Her first reaction was to look at her, but as a result, she was a little disappointed that she didn't see Huo Xiumo's figure, and turned her head again, seeing that the bedroom door was still wide open, and the curtains on the balcony were also blown by the cold wind.

Or even ......

Jiang Yansheng lowered his eyelashes, the quilt was covered on his body, and there was no trace of movement.

Obviously, her whole person was already on the verge of collapse, not only in physical pain, but also in a trance.

She suddenly felt more uncomfortable.

Burying her pale face on the pillow, her breath was filled with the unique crisp smell left by Huo Xiumo, and relying on this faint breath, she quickly fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know if I was tired or had a low-grade fever, but when I opened my closed eyes again and woke up, it was dawn.

Jiang Yansheng lay on the big bed weakly, his eyes quietly looking at the white ceiling, as if he was distracted.

She suddenly felt her heart slightly blocked, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she lifted the quilt and got up.

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