Looking at Murong An's delicate appearance lying under him, Lu Nianchen wanted to suppress the restlessness in his heart, which could be described as extremely uncomfortable. He didn't want Murong An to become a woman who was inappropriate in Mo Ziyan's mouth, so he buried his head in Murong An's neck, and his rapid breathing slowly became stable over time.

After a while, he turned over from Murong An and lay on his side beside Murong An.

Murong An said "If ....." before the words came out, he was interrupted by Lu Nianchen.

"I don't want you to be wronged, then my heart will hurt even more."

Murong An, who was lying on one side, looked at the man lying next to him with a little sadness on his face through the faint moonlight shining in from the window, this is something that Lu Nianchen would never have had five years ago, maybe people will change, and their hearts should be the same, just like he chose Mo Ziyan with determination five years ago, but now in front of him, he is like a sympathetic saint, which really makes Murong An unable to see through. But I didn't want to live like this all the time, so I finally opened my mouth.

"You love Mo Ziyan."

"No"

"But you chose her and abandoned me after all, didn't you? I used to see you as my life. But because my brother died, my sister-in-law's whereabouts were unknown, and my parents didn't want to see me, so naturally I became the eternal sinner of the Murong family. When I was most helpless, I thought you were a harbor I could dock to, but the final result was the news that you and Mo Ziyan were engaged. And now you tell me that you don't love Mo Ziyan, but you are willing to live under the same roof as her. Isn't this kind of love a little sad. ”

Murong An didn't get Lu Nianchen's reply for a long time, and there was an even and steady breathing sound in his ears.

Murong An said to himself, "Asleep, are you really asleep?"

I saw Lu Nianchen's eyelashes tremble slightly, but Murong An didn't see this small movement.

I don't know how long it took, Murong An also fell asleep in his own thoughts.

"Knock....... Boom"

Murong An was startled awake by a loud knock on the door, and Murong An, who was lying down, sat up immediately, like a contracted spring, and then looked at the position around him that was already empty.

Mo Ziyan saw that no one paid attention to her, and continued to knock on the door hard.

Murong An looked at Mo Ziyan standing outside the door through the surveillance, wearing clothes exclusively designed by world-renowned designers, a black slim long skirt, stepping on high heels of more than ten centimeters, her waist-length hair was permed into micro curls, dyed a faint burgundy, and the light makeup on her face adapted, showing her feminine charm to the fullest, Murong An didn't seem surprised by her arrival, just like she had expected all this.

Murong An opened the door, only to see Mo Ziyan throwing her bag on the sofa like the third child raised by her husband in the main room, and said half-sarcastically: "I haven't seen you for five years, Miss Murong is still the same lowly, but now you are like a lost dog, and everyone can be bullied." ”

As soon as Mo Ziyan's words were finished, she heard a snap, and was about to scold, but Murong An then gave a backhand slap.

Fan Mo Ziyan directly. Originally, he came to Liwei as Lu Nianchen's main room, but he was slapped twice for no reason before he started.

I saw Murong An say lightly: "Once you came to me, you gave me two slaps inexplicably, this is a return gift, and I will confiscate the interest as following the traditional virtues of my country, respecting the old and loving the young." ”