"Woo woo woo...... Why is this the case? Why? God, what am I doing wrong? …… Woowoo woo ......"

Monica is undoubtedly a strong woman, she can face setbacks and difficulties bravely, such a woman should not show her weak side in front of others, not to mention, Don Ji deceived her, she should not show her weakness in front of Don Ji.

But at this time, she had an unprecedented gaffe and cried bitterly! Don Guy didn't know what triggered her emotional outburst, and now he could only hug Monica to calm her excitement.

"I'm sorry for my fault, I'm sorry!" Don Ji hugged Monica tightly and whispered.

Monica's cry gradually became muffled, weird, and unpleasant, and gradually became quieter and quieter, and gradually turned into sobbing.

Tang Ji let go of her, grabbed her armpits with both hands again to prevent her from falling, looked down at her and whispered, "Are you okay?" ”

Monica's face was full of tears, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, her delicate face looked expressionless, she stared at Tang Ji, and her body continued to twitch subconsciously with sobbing.

Syllable!

She suddenly returned her hand and slapped Tang Ji in the face, which was very sudden, but it didn't have much power.

Tang Ji looked at her, his lips pursed, and he was beaten again, as if he didn't know what to do.

Monica suddenly raised her hand again, but Tang Ji grabbed her slender wrist by the raised hand, Tang Ji pulled her wrist and pulled her into his arms, quickly bowed, and the other hand reached the crook of her leg, and Tang Ji hugged her horizontally.

Holding Monica, Don Ji walked back to his room, entered the room and closed the door, and the living room fell silent.

Ba Song, who had been sitting on the sofa with the dictionary covering his face, slowly put the dictionary down, and slowly turned his head to look at the door of Tang Ji's bedroom, first relieved, and then his expression became a little strange, he could feel that the relationship between Tang Ji and Monica could no longer be described as complicated, it was already a little chaotic.

Click! The sound of a doorknob turning.

The door of Christine's room suddenly opened, and the three of Maniela sneakily walked out of the room, first looked at Ba Song sitting next to the coffee table, and then walked towards Tang Ji's bedroom with his waist against the wall, and not far to the door, the three of them put their ears to the door and listened carefully.

It didn't take long.

Syllable!

The door was suddenly pulled open, and Tang Ji was stunned when he saw the three people with embarrassed expressions at the door, and then immediately pulled the door and walked out, frowning and asking, "What are you doing?" ”

"Nice weather today?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Would you like to go for a walk?"

"Yes, yes!"

The three of them looked at the ceiling of the room with their eyes wandering, singing and exchanging songs, as if they hadn't heard Tang Ji's words.

"It's dark!" Tang Ji reminded expressionlessly, grabbed Christine's delicate little face with one hand, and gently pushed it outward, and the person walked past Christine and walked towards the sofa, of course Tang Ji knew what they were doing, but he didn't care, there was nothing unpleasant.

Maniela and Christine looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, Christine also stuck out her tongue, and Jason directly raised his hand and touched the back of his head, walked quickly to the kitchen, hurriedly walked to the kitchen, and said seriously: "I'll help my aunt cook." ”

Tang Ji went to the sofa, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and after sitting down, he picked up the book, and looked at the book with a blank expression.

Maniela slowly walked over to the couch and sat down beside Don Guy, raising her hand to pinch Don Guy's chin, and gently turning her wrist to make Don Guy look at her.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ji put down the book and said with a faint smile.

"It's red, it's a little swollen." Maniela touched Don Guy's cheek with some distress.

"It's okay, it won't take long to go away." Tang Ji responded, turned his head and picked up the book again, looking at the status, he didn't seem to want to talk to people now.

Maniela put down her hand, put her hand on Don Guy's knee again, touched it gently, then turned over and lay down on the sofa, rested her head on Don Guy's lap, picked up a book that was placed under the coffee table, and flipped it up casually.

The living room was quiet again, the three of them were reading, and Christine was still standing in front of the door of Tangji's bedroom, grabbing the doorknob with one hand, looking back cautiously in the direction of the sofa, and slowly turning the doorknob with her hand.

Click...... Yikes!

In a very low voice, Christine opened the door lock, looked down at her hands, and then looked in the direction of the sofa, and saw that no one was paying attention to herself, so she slowly opened the door through a gap, got into it sideways, and gently closed the door again.

Next to the coffee table, Tang Ji, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his head and glanced at the door of his room, his face was expressionless, and he silently lowered his head and fell on the book.

Inside Don Kei's bedroom.

The room was not big or small, there was no window, but the light was bright, illuminating the whole room, Monica was lying on her side on the bed, her arms were holding the pillow, her back was facing the direction of the door, her body twitched slightly, and she could be heard sobbing.

"Get out of here, don't show up in front of me." Monica heard the voice, the sobbing stopped, and she scolded without looking back.

"It's me!" Christine stood in the doorway and whispered.

"Huh?" Monica asked, turned her head to look in the direction of the door, slowly got up from the bed with difficulty, sat on the head of the bed, raised her hand to wipe her tears, sniffed and looked at Christine in a salty voice and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"No...... It's like, you're crying...... I think...... Check it out! Christine looked a little unnatural, standing in the doorway and not going inside, she was probably a little afraid that Monica would smoke her, after all, she even smoked Tangy.

"I'm fine, please get out." Monica sniffed and ordered the eviction.

"Oh...... All right...... Dinner will call you in a moment! Christine said with an unnatural expression, turned and pulled the door open, and walked out of the room.

Syllable! With a soft sound, the door closed, and Monica was left alone in the bedroom, she leaned on the head of the bed with a pillow, looking at the door, her eyes gradually became a little stunned, I don't know what she was thinking, unconsciously, her eyes were moist again, she leaned back, the back of her head pressed against the head of the bed, leaned her head and covered her mouth with one hand, her body twitched slightly, tears welled up, and she let out a whining cry.

Half an hour later.

Tang Ji put down the book, got up and walked to the bedroom door, reached out and grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, but without twisting it, the door was locked from the inside.

Knock knock!

"Come out to eat."

There was a knock on the door of the bedroom, and Tang Ji's voice was heard in the room.

In the bedroom, Monica sat on the bed and hugged the pillow, turned her head to look at the door, and did not speak or move.

Knock knock!

"Open the door!"

Knock knock!

"Monica!"

Don Ji called the door several times in a row, Monica didn't respond, just kept watching, the door was quiet for a while, suddenly, "pop", the whole door flew into the room and fell to the ground, Don Ji stood at the door, Ba Song stood beside him, obviously the door was kicked open by him.

Tang Ji saw Monica who was honestly sitting on the bed without saying a word, Monica also turned her head to look at him, looking at each other, Tang Ji obviously showed a relieved expression, he always felt that Monica was very abnormal today, and he was afraid that Monica would do something stupid.

Tang Ji glanced at the broken and cracked door in the room, then looked at Monica, didn't say anything to blame, raised his hand and pointed his thumb in the direction of the coffee table outside the door, and said, "Eat!" ”

Ba Song silently walked away from Tang Ji, he just didn't understand English, it didn't mean that his IQ was low, he knew this kind of thing, it was better not to be a bystander.

Monica sat motionless on the bed, looking as if she didn't want to eat, but she didn't speak, just looked at Don Guy all the time, her eyes blinking, and her face was expressionless.

Tang Ji put one hand on the door, leaned against the door, looked at Monica for a while, sighed helplessly, walked into the room, sat on the edge of the bed, turned his head and was about to say something, Monica quickly turned around and got out of bed, and walked out of the door.

A few minutes later.

Next to the coffee table, the four couches were full of people, right...... To be more precise, there are three sofas full of people, the east sofa is Maniella, Tangji, and Christine, the west sofa is occupied by John, Kelly, and Laura, the south sofa is Jason and Basson, and the north sofa is occupied by only one person, of course, Monica.

This beautiful woman sat alone in the middle of the couch, holding a bowl and spoon, and ate in silence with her head down, barely making a sound.

The atmosphere around the coffee table was very oppressive, no one whispered to each other, everyone ate silently, there was some eye contact from time to time, and sometimes there would be a sneaky glance at Monica.

Halfway through the meal, Don Ji suddenly sat up from his seat, walked to Monica's side and sat down, didn't look at Monica, took the bowl, swept some rice into his mouth with a spoon, chewed and swallowed, lowered his head to see what else was delicious on the coffee table, but said in his mouth: "What is the decision?" Leave? Or stay? Donji's voice was low, but he trusted Monica to hear it.

"Stay!" Monica said as she ate, not looking at Don Guy.

"I'll find someone to arrange a room for you in a moment, across from us." Tang Ji said again.

"I'll just stay here and not go outside." Monica whispered.

Tang Ji was stunned for a moment, holding the bowl in his hand, turned his head to look at Monica's side face, his mouth subconsciously chewed, very slowly, it took a while to chew the things in his mouth, swallowed it and asked, "Why?" ”

Don Guy doesn't understand Monica's mind very much now, she doesn't know what reason there is for Monica to live with her people, the relationship between the two has deteriorated significantly, and Don Guy doesn't know if it's a blessing or a curse to let Monica live here.

"You don't agree?" Monica snapped the bowl on the coffee table, turned her head to look at Tang Ji with a straight face and asked, the movement was a little loud, and all the people who ate raised their heads, looked at each other, and looked at Tang Ji and Monica.

"No, just ask." Tang Ji shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head and said.

"I sleep on the couch." Monica picked up the bowl and began to eat again, bowing her head and saying.

"Good!" Tang Ji raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he agreed. (To be continued.) )