Concubine Ye met his eyes in a daze, and a pair of clear eyes gradually became sour and a little red because she had been looking directly for too long.

Su Mohan also looked at her without blinking, feeling complicated and nervous.

In the quiet corridor, there was only the sound of the two of them breathing deeply and shallowly, and Xuanxuan's unknown babbling.

After a while, Concubine Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes avoided Su Mohan's gaze, and she said indifferently: "Song Yichen, you don't know what you're doing at all, I said, I have a husband, I also have children, we can't do it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Concubine Ye pushed his arm away and walked past him.

When I took out the key and opened the door, my fingers were shaking.

Su Mohan stood behind her, looked at her back and said again, "You don't love him, do you?" Otherwise, why haven't I seen you mention him for a long time, and he has never appeared. ”

Concubine Ye's action of opening the door was slight, and the key failed to insert the door lock for a long time.

Concubine Ye was silent and did not speak, and after working hard for a long time, the key was finally inserted into the door lock, and was about to open the door, when the man behind him spoke again: "Since you don't love him anymore, why can't you give me a chance?" ”

Su Mohan's voice trembled a little.

Sometimes he thinks he's ridiculous, if she doesn't love the same person she used to be, then even if he changes his identity, will she fall in love with him?

If that were the case, he might not know whether he should be happy or sad......

Concubine Ye opened the door gently, turned her head to look at the rare serious man in front of her, and was silent for a while, and then whispered in Xuanxuan's babbling: "I love my husband very much, he just... It's just a bit busy at work. ”

After the words fell, Concubine Ye gently closed the door.

Su Mohan stood in place with a dull gaze, as if he hadn't come back to his senses.

She said... She loves her husband very much......

Su Mohan turned around and returned to his room after a while, lying on the big bed that was not very soft, and staring at the roof with his arms on his pillow.

The confession was unsuccessful, but she was surprised to hear her say that she loved him.

But he couldn't figure out whether the love she said was to reject Song Yichen's excuse, or did she really love him?

And Concubine Ye in the room, after taking a bath for Xuanxuan and changing into a set of cute rabbit pajamas, couldn't help but lean on the bed in a daze.

From the first meeting with Song Yichen, the scenes involuntarily came to mind, his troubles, his maintenance, his ridicule, and his anger......

Scene after scene, every scene and moment kept alternately emerging in her mind.

She never thought that such a man would suddenly confess to herself, she just intuitively knew that she shouldn't get too close to him.

Because of that inexplicable attraction, inexplicable tolerance, inexplicable desire to get closer.

All these uncontrollable emotions uneasy for her.

But she didn't expect that not only her, but Song Yichen would suddenly confess to her, which was tantamount to a dangerous signal......

Concubine Ye gently opened the photo frame that was buckled on the bed, and there was still that familiar group photo on it, as if even she didn't know when they fell in love, but it was only a moment, and it had been several years.

"I know you've been waiting for me, can you give me some more time?" Concubine Ye spoke softly.

Early the next morning, Concubine Ye went out early.

But as soon as I arrived at the unit, I found that there was a bouquet of champagne-colored roses on the table, which was delicate, about a dozen.