Seeing each other happily: beautiful men can't be provoked

Chapter 84

"You are really nagging, let's go."

"My lord, it's not Lu'er talking about it. You said that you have just grown up, so why did you go up the mountain to pick peach blossoms when you were young?"

"Keep talking here, I'm going back, I'm really nagging..." There was love hidden in the half-smile voice.

Mu Xue was holding the sachet, listening to the conversation between the two quietly through the door, her heart seemed to be touched lightly by something, the shock at that moment was a transparent touch, without impurities, only pure.

She couldn't help doubting her original thoughts. Why did he do this for herself? Is it really just a play on the spot?Then how can we compromise so far.

For the first time, she felt that her heart was a little restless, as if the hardest part was suddenly scalded, and a piece of the original invincibility was cracked.

Is this feeling called distress?Mu Xue didn't know that her ex-boyfriends were always careless and sophisticated, they never needed her to worry, what she needed was her trying to please her, and as for those bed partners, hmph, they were not worth mentioning.

But the men in this world suddenly became so weak, which made her feel that if she was not careful, she would hurt anyone, and no matter who she hurt, it was not what she wanted.

Mu Xue sighed softly, Mo Yan's sleeping figure under the shadow of the moon suddenly appeared in her mind, her heart suddenly moved, and she hurried upstairs.

This time it was a real person who went to the building—Mo Yan left without a word, only a prescription, a few words, but still the kind of integrity painted with iron and silver hooks.

Mu Xue couldn't help but feel a little sad. She felt an indescribable embarrassment for such a violent man from the arctic iceberg.

In fact, silent people have the richest inner world, and they extend their closure to the outside world infinitely to their own world.Probably because of this, Mu Xue felt more and more sympathy for Mo Yan in her heart.

For the first time, Mu Xue discovered that habit is a terrible thing. Unknowingly, she got used to the breath and figure of a person, and it suddenly disappeared like air.

Fortunately, there is such a thing as "forgetting". Life is like flowing water, always covering up the silt of memory flow marks day by day and month by month.

Regarding his departure, what else can Mu Xue say, life is like a drama, I only hope that it is only a temporary intertwining, there must be a corner to meet again... But then I turned around and thought, what can we do if we meet again, I might as well wish him to find that love as soon as possible People, since then have been consummated.

For the first time in this world, Mu Xue's troubles are not because of business, but because of a person.She even forgot about Mo Yan's effect on Baizuixiang, and her heart was filled with that melancholy.

But Mo Yan woke up leisurely and felt dizzy, so he knew that his internal energy was wasted too much, and now he might not even be able to beat a thicker man.

Mu Xue's figure flashed in his mind, his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't tell what sweet and sour tastes were, he savored it carefully, but he still couldn't figure it out, and it all turned into annoyance.

Calculating with his fingers, Mo Yan reckoned that he had been out for quite a while, and he was afraid that he would miss the person he was thinking of like in the last life, so he simply didn't delay any longer and left without saying goodbye.

The shadow of Mu Xue was always in his mind. When, without knowing it, he began to rely on her inexplicably. His calm heart was turbulent for her, but he concealed it very well.

He didn't know how to say goodbye, and he was also afraid of that feeling, so he didn't know how to deal with it.

The side of his heart is narrow, he has never refused others' intrusion, and never let himself escape.But why is her breath all in his mind? Last night, her hair brushed against his lips lightly, a faint fragrance, like a dream.He trembled slightly, Mo Ming's throbbing spread——

(End of this chapter)