Every time he thinks about this question, he can't calm down in his heart, and then brings up a series of other questions - Wen Muyao has already had children with other men, Wen Muyao has slept with other men, and Wen Muyao does not belong only to himself......

The sour feeling came up again, and the meal couldn't be eaten, so Yin Xiao simply put down her chopsticks and walked to the piano.

He opened the heavy lid and his fingers jumped on the black and white keys, still playing the same song he had written.

Soon, sad and quiet music sounded in the living room, Wen Muyao and Flashing watched him play the piano while eating, and finally the speed of eating slowed down, and they directly put down their chopsticks and watched him play the piano intently.

A song is over.

Yin Xiao stood up, the irritability was not dissipated by the music, and the feeling of depression expanded more and more.

"Aren't you eating?"

Wen Muyao looked at him curiously.

Yin Xiao wore a pair of black trousers today, with a dark blue shirt on top, no tie, and the shirt was tied in the waistband of the pants.

His legs were straight and slender, his shoulders were broad and his waist narrow, and his bulging chest muscles propped up his shirt, but it was not particularly exaggerated, and it was maintained at just the right level.

He didn't answer Wen Muyao's words, he suddenly came over and grabbed Wen Muyao's wrist, took her to the bedroom next to her, and slammed the door shut.

"What are you doing, Twilight is still outside......"

Wen Muyao hurriedly broke away from him and reproached.

She wanted to go out, but Yin Xiao stopped her and asked an unrelated question: "Do you still play other tunes?" ”

Wen Muyao was stunned.

She is not good at lying, every time she lied about Xiao Yao's question before, she could be quickly poked by him, she said honestly: "No, what's wrong?" ”

"You've only learned that tune, the tune I've ever made?" Yin Xiao took two steps forward and forced her into a corner, her eyes fixed on her face.

"Wen Muyao, have you ever liked me?"

"Of course there is no ......"

Wen Muyao's gaze was a little evasive.

It's a pity that there are only three things in this world that can't be hidden, that is, like, poverty, and cold.

Yin Xiao pinched her chin and lifted it, forcing her to look at herself.

After a few seconds, he was convinced, "You just liked me." ”

"I don't really have ......"

Wen Muyao still had a hard mouth, but her cheeks were faintly hot, and she knew that her words were not convincing, and now she just wished that a hole could come out of the ground so that she could get in.

Yin Xiao went in a little further, her forehead against her forehead, and the breathing of the two of them suddenly became closer: "You just have." ”

"I really didn't ...... Other! ”

Yin Xiao kissed it, and Wen Muyao quickly covered his mouth with his hand, so the kiss was warm in her palm.

A warm feeling came from the palm of his hand, and Wen Muyao looked at Yin Xiao's inky pupils, and was suddenly stunned.

What's going on?

Obviously, she had forgotten about Yin Xiao five years ago, but every time she was with him recently, she would bring out some inexplicable emotions that made her panic.

For example, she is panicking now......

She couldn't bear it any longer, let go of Yin Xiao's mouth, turned around and left.

"Don't go ......"

The warm chest was pressed against her back, and Yin Xiao stretched out her arms and hugged her from behind.

Wen Muyao's heart beat hard, and he subconsciously broke his arm: "What do you want to do?" ”

yes, what does he want to do?

At this moment, he didn't want to deceive himself anymore.

He didn't want Wen Muyao to go, he didn't want Wen Muyao to leave his side, he didn't want to ...... for a moment