Chapter 1327

Fang Yuan put down the phone for a long time, but Mo Jincheng didn't come back.

He kept talking on the phone, but it didn't look like he was talking on the phone.

It's just simply bending over and overlooking the lawn outside.

Fang Yuan's eyes unconsciously fell on Mo Jincheng, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, like a layer of orange light.

That kind of light is not very dazzling, even a little soft.

Let him tight body, also become very soft.

Fang Yuan's heart slightly moves, even looking at Mo Jincheng's back, he is stunned.

I even forgot that I was angry.

I forgot the pain in my stomach.

Next second, Mo Jincheng turns around.

Fang Yuan didn't have time to divert her eyes. Her eyes were opposite, and her face was immediately dyed with a blush, like the red sunset of the sunset frame.

There was no light in the room, so she couldn't see her facial features clearly. But her facial features have been deeply engraved in Mo Jincheng's heart. After years of carving, they have become more and more clear.

He took some heavy steps to Fang Yuan's side, looking at Fang Yuan's slightly red cheek, his deep eyes darkened, like a match that was lit in the dark night sky, and soon went out again.

He raised his hand and gently stroked his round cheek with his rough fingertips.

Slightly feverish temperature, spread in the finger pulp, like an addictive poppy Su, people can't put it down.

Fang Yuan immediately avoided his touch.

Avoid the touch that she likes and dislikes.

Mo Jincheng looked at empty fingers, eyes a dark, tone is still very soft: "today you stay at home."

Then he looked at Fang Yuan.

It seems that he is waiting for Fang Yuan's nod before he can leave safely.

As soon as Fang Yuan's stomach was pulled, his anger also rubbed up.

"Why? Why should I wait for you at home? Mo Jincheng, I'm your wife, not your cat or dog! "

He can come and go as he pleases.

Sorry, she's not a pet.

Mo Jincheng looks at the angry Fang Yuan, and his face is still like a spring breeze smile, saying: "you are in a bad mood now..."

"Yes, I'm just in a bad mood. I'm just spilling. But you know why I spilled. Why don't you tell me the answer? You just watch me think wildly here. Are you happy?"

Square and round, no choice.

She didn't hide anything from Mo Jincheng.

But now Mo Jincheng doesn't want to tell her why he sleeps for two days.

Why?

She would rather that he lied to her because he was too tired than that he didn't want to say anything now.

Doesn't she have the right to know what happened?

Mo Jincheng avoids Fang Yuan's aggressive eyes and recovers his indifferent expression: "don't make trouble. I'm leaving. You stay at home."

"I don't think so."

Fang Yuan stands barefoot on the ground, the cold floor, the cold temperature, the cold soles of his feet, or his stomach that suddenly aches to death.

She is biting a tooth, endure ache, direct vision Mo Jin Cheng's vision.

She knew that Mo Jincheng would be distressed if he did so.

Sure enough, Mo Jincheng walked up and put Fang Yuan on the bed.

Instead of struggling, she looked at him.

Like looking at an unfamiliar stranger, and like looking at the pain in his eyes.

Just as Mo Jincheng is about to leave, Fang Yuan grabs Mo Jincheng's tie without hesitation.

The black tie is made of good material. It was made by the designer himself for Mo Jincheng.

Fang Yuan pinches in the hand heart, but the vision looks at Mo Jincheng deeply.

"Tell me what happened, will you?"

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng pleadingly.

She is in pain, and so is mo Jincheng.

She doesn't want to continue this cold war.

She thinks Mo Jincheng is the same as her, because in his deep eyes, she sees the pain.

So, why don't you be honest.

She didn't want to continue such a day, no, for a minute.

Okay, okay?

Mo Jincheng raised his hand and gently covered his soft little hand.

His hands are so big that he can easily wrap them in his palm.

But Fang Yuan didn't feel warm, instead, he felt cold.

Sure enough, Mo Jincheng gently moved Fang Yuan's hand away from his tie and said faintly, "good girl."

Originally spoiled to the extreme, now in the square ears, it sounds more cold.

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng puzzledly. He doesn't know when Mo Jincheng has changed.

Or, they both changed.Become like another stranger, no longer as familiar as before.

Why?

When she wanted to ask, she found that her throat seemed to be blocked by rags, and there was no way to ask.

Mo Jincheng gently stroked Fang Yuan's head and looked at Fang Yuan.

He is also in a mess now, and he doesn't know whether his decision is right or not.

He has always been confident that he can control everything, until now he found that he has no way to control his feelings.

If he doesn't fall in love with the woman in front of him, he can tell Fang Yuan everything without hesitation.

Even very quietly said to her, I give you a sum of money, you leave me.

He couldn't be as cruel as he said.

He became a coward.

A man willing to break his wings for love.

Fang Yuan kept his head down, as if he was sitting and sleeping.

If you look carefully, you can see that her fingers on the quilt tremble slightly, like a dragonfly that has lost its wings, struggling, but she doesn't want to be seen.

Mo Jincheng's eyes stay on Fangyuan's fingers for a few seconds, and finally forces himself to turn and walk away.

When Fang Yuan looked up, he saw his ruthless back.

And stand on the balcony soft back is not the same, is so cold, so heartless, as if she is a unreasonable stranger.

Fang Yuan stares at Mo Jincheng's back. His heart aches and his stomach aches. He doesn't know whether it's the pain of his stomach that leads to his heart or the pain of his heart that leads to his stomach.

All over the pain, she has lost the ability to think.

Her body glided into the quilt, silent.

No one is interested.

The doctor standing at the door saw Mo Jincheng come out with a cold face. Just as he was about to catch up, he heard Mo Jincheng's cold voice: "stay and take care of her."

The doctor stood still in place for a moment and did not dare to move forward.

Silently watching the shadow of Mo Jincheng disappear at the stairs.

Standing at the door, the housekeeper sees Mo Jincheng coming down the stairs. Just as he is about to take the initiative to meet him, he is so scared that he dare not go forward. He can only watch Mo Jincheng walk out of the door in silence.

Then everyone heard a loud door closing.

It's like venting.