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Su Chen ordered a meal, let people open red wine, and the two of them tasted red wine and food silently.

Su Chen tried his best to keep his attention on Bu Shao's body.

Bu Shao comes from an authentic wealthy family, the etiquette posture is naturally full of beauty, no one can be picky, the face is beautiful and the body is good and the IQ is high, she is a very attractive woman, and she is better than some other women is that she advances and retreats quite appropriately, and any move will not cause others to be disgusted.

Such a woman is basically not disgusting.

After dinner, Su Chen drove Bu Shao home, before getting out of the car, Bu Shao looked at Su Chen slightly, the two of them didn't talk much tonight, and the topic of marriage still didn't get an answer, but Bu Shao felt that Su Chen's attitude was corrected a lot, and his attention was all on her, and it could be seen that Su Chen had further plans, so some words didn't have to be asked so clearly, just let it be.

However, sometimes you have to take the initiative.

Bu Shao thought about it, and leaned over slightly, wanting to give Su Chen a polite kiss goodbye.

Su Chen sat firmly in place and didn't move, just let Bu Shao lean over, watching her get closer and closer.

To be honest, getting along with Bu Shao tonight is more comfortable than he imagined.

Because Bu Shao is indeed a very smart woman.

What to say, what not to say, what to ask, what not to ask, she has everything right.

Such a woman is easy to make people feel good.

That's all.

But he's still watching to see if he'll be able to take that step.

Let's see if other women can't do it except Wen Ruchu.

Seeing that Bu Shao's lips were about to be printed on Su Chen's cheeks, just a little distance to touch, Su Chen finally opened his mouth, "It's late, go back." ”

The action of swaying came to an abrupt end.

Her eyes swept around Su Chen's handsome face, his face was calm, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see any emotion, but he faintly exuded an inexplicable sense of alienation.

Bu Shao's heart trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything, sat up straight, and raised a smile, "Okay, I'll go in first, good night Chen Shao." ”

Stepping out of the car, Su Chen supported his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes.

It's just a little bit ......

But at the last second, Wen Ruchu's face slammed into his mind, forcing him to shout to stop.

It's like a spell, and you can't break it in the slightest.

……

Wen Ruchu looked at the clock on the wall, the time had passed twelve o'clock, and there was still no movement outside.

Su Chen hasn't come back yet.

The two children beside him were already asleep, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard.

Wen Ruchu tried hard to force herself to sleep, thinking that all this had nothing to do with her, but the effect was not great, as long as she closed her eyes, her mind always unconsciously flashed the appearance of Su Chen saying that she was going on a date in the afternoon.

She didn't dare to roll over indiscriminately, for fear of noisy children, so she could only sit up in the end.

It's so late, Su Chen won't come back, is he going to spend the night outside?

Kakaka, Kaka!

Wen Ruchu shouted cards in his mind.

It's none of her business! Nothing to do with her! Don't think, don't think!

But the more restrained you are, the more you can't suppress it.

It's as if for more than two years, she has been resentful of Su Chen every night, but she has also been thinking about him every night.

No matter how resentful it was, he still hovered in her mind.

I have told myself countless times that it is not worth it, but if love can really be forgotten, how can there be so many frustrated people in this world.

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