Chapter 224

"If you don't really need me, you won't have an argument with me this afternoon." Bartley looked at the face in front of her and tried to appease her: "sweet wine, you need me."

"No, I don't need it."

Almost subconscious retort, the voice is particularly loud in the dead night, Mujiu sweet pupil contraction: "if I need you, I won't be reluctant to have any contact with you for five years, Bartley, you don't need to give your cheap sympathy to me or her."

"So, did you dream about her tonight?"

Interrogative sentences, affirmative tone.

Bartley stepped forward, mojiutian clenched the water cup, his fingertips trembled, and his face completely faded: "don't come near me."

"Sweet wine, answer my question."

"I said, stay away from me."

"Wine is sweet."

In a low voice, Bartley for the first time ignored mojiutian's hostility and squeezed her arm. His voice was full of strong coercion, and the dark color of his eyes continued to deepen: "did you dream of her, what did you dream of, and what did she say to you?"

The nightmare, which had been forgotten, surged in with his voice, occupying all her nerves, panicking and afraid: "don't ask me, I don't want to tell you."

"That means you really dreamt about her, right?" Constantly clench: "wine sweet, you tell me, right?"

"Yes, I dreamt of her. So what? "

After repeated threats and nervous tension, mujiutian pushed away the man in front of him: "I dreamed that she climbed up the roof, that she jumped down from it, that the black eyes without white eyes were locked on me from beginning to end, and that warm blood splashed all over my face. She hates you, Bartley. She hates you, so she and I don't want me to spend the rest of my life in peace. "

"Are you satisfied with the answer?" My breath was heavy, and I gasped hard: "Bartley, I tell you, I have never loved you, and I have never had any. Everything tonight is a use. Whether I agree you to live in, or I am gentle with you, it is the price I pay for using you, so please be a little shameful and get out of my life, OK?"

The door on the second floor slowly opened, and the last paragraph clearly fell into the man's ears.

I didn't love you. I didn't love you.

A pair of eyes like being splashed with ink, holding the cold armrest, the two people who are looking down at the bar.

Standing face to face, silent and silent, the yellow street lamps in the courtyard project in, with nowhere to hide the desolation.

Bartley slowly curled up his fingers: "if I stay away from you, you will be happy."

"Yes."

Not only because of the cold in the middle of the night, but also because of something else, the woman's body kept shaking, like a cold voice: "Bartley, do you want to make me happy? You might as well go with her

Nine words, like the sharpest dagger, pierced his heart directly, giving the most fatal blow in the world.

Sometimes he felt that she was not her own child at all. Although she had the closest blood relationship with him, she maintained the most strange relationship, and let the pain that could not be atoned wander for a long time.

Unable to control his inner emotions, he had the impulse to rush out of the door. Bartley locked his eyebrows and maintained his final posture: "in fact, I'm also..." dreaming of her.

In the quiet villa, the sound of footsteps was very clear, which interrupted his voice.

Looking at the place where the sound came out, Gu Shaoqing put one hand in the pants pocket of her household clothes and walked slowly down. Almost the same yellow light lingered around her speechless suffocation.

The man walked slowly to mujiutian's face. His eyes were dark and black. He glanced at Bartley. His jaw was tight. Without saying a word, he directly picked up the woman and went back the same way.

Without struggling, mujiutian was carried back to his room and put on the bed. As soon as the quilt was lifted, he wanted to lie beside her.

"Get out."

It seemed that all her strength had been used up. She hung her head and repeated: "Gu Shaoqing, I want to be alone."

Hazel's eyes fell on her.

For a long time, no one spoke. Mu Jiutian raised his eyelids and did not raise his eyes to sneer: "Gu Shao can't understand me or what." I got up from the bed, a little flustered. I wiped my face with the back of my hand and moistened my fingertips: "if Gu Shao doesn't understand, I'll repeat it. Now go out and help me close the door, thank you."The distance between two people is not far, but compared with so many times close at hand, it is a little far.

Gu Shaoqing stood on the bed with one arm, staring at her face, with a low voice and almost no ups and downs: "this is the second time."

"The second time."

"The second time you lost your temper, it was all because of him." Slightly suffused with thick fingers to touch her face: "wine sweet, you love him."

Silent, thin lips slightly hook: "or, once loved..."

Mu wine sweet partial head, eyes fell on one side, let the man's burning breath away from himself, long hair covered half of his face: "no, I didn't love him."

"You're lying."

"I didn't."

"You have." Clenching these two simple words, Gu Shaoqing directly fished her out with his long arm, and was hard trapped in front of him. His breath was unsteady: "you not only loved him, but also had many things that I didn't know happened between you and him. These things have left a deep mark in your heart, and no one can touch them, right?"

Once again, being asked aggressively, Mu Jiutian's mood is almost on the verge of bursting.

Without going to see him, she took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Gu Shao, I don't know what you're talking about. It's very late. I need to rest. Please go out."

"Mujiutian, you look at me." He didn't get any response. His eager anger oppressed his reason. The strength of holding her arm increased. Her voice came from the deepest part of her throat, and the hot breath sprayed directly on her face: "since I brought you back, you won't look at me. At the beginning, even if you were angry with Su Enron, you didn't look like this, So it's for a butler, eh

She still did not speak, did not lift eyes.

The cruel mood was finally pulled by the woman's resistance, like a bow string to the extreme. With his long arms tightened, he trapped her in the deepest part of his arms. The distance between his face and his face was only a millimetre. He could not bear to open his mouth to bite her lips: "shall I beat Bartley, and make him cry to you and beg for mercy, In exchange for the way you look at me? "

"Then you go."

He raised his arm, pushed away the man in front of him, and said, "you'd better fight with Bartley. I'll go to the grave to mourn for the one who died, and I'll send you to dinner for the one who hurt. Only in this way can I be really free."

"Gu Shaoqing, do you know how much I hate you?" With a finger to the door: "although not as good as Bartley, but you have been regarded as the most annoying person in my life, eating the pot, looking at the bowl, but also want to occupy the plate, just as you and Bartley killed one less one."

There was no movement around the dead silence.

Finally, she raised her eyes and her long black hair was scattered behind her, which made her delicate face bloodless and pale: "go, why don't you go?"

Gu Shaoqing's age has not yet passed the stage of impulse to hand, but the elite education since childhood makes him never lose his mind to such a degree.

Only this time

Almost unable to restrain himself, he was pushed to the bedside, and Gu Shaoqing stared at her side face. Her face was pale, which reflected a different kind of beauty.

Lonely coolness poured into the bottom of his heart. His heart seemed to be held by the invisible big palm. He stood for a long time with unspeakable feeling and suffocation. Finally, he could only use a calm voice: "you should be tired. Have a rest early. I'll watch you fall asleep and go."

"I don't need it."

Mu Jiutian refuses. Gu Shaoqing turns a deaf ear and reaches out to help him cover the quilt, but is slapped on the back of his hand.

It was crisp and sweet. It seemed that I couldn't bear it. I screamed, "I said I don't need it."

His face changed again and again. The man restrained himself and forced him to hold the woman in his arms. He lay down on the bed and squinted. Instead of looking at the soft but painful face, he stated coldly: "since you don't sleep well, I will hold you to sleep."

"Gu Shaoqing."

Constant scream, struggle, but the man did not pay attention to silk, robust chest has elasticity, but much higher than the temperature in the room, hot mixed with steady heartbeat, make people upset to the extreme.

Mujiutian kept pushing and pushing, trying to break the iron arm between her waist. Wen Si didn't move to the point where she wanted to bite directly.

Toss to toss, toss of her sweat, annoyed to the extreme: "Gu Shaoqing, I let you get out, you did not hear? Why didn't I find that you have such a habit of scolding before? "

Open eyes, the man slowly looked at her: "if you continue to yell, I will let you understand what I can find to scold."Under the body's high does not astringent resist her, exactly is what meaning, two people all understand.

"You..."

"Do you want to try?"

"Son of a bitch."

"One more curse, and I'll let you try."

Words, the man's arm tentatively move up, arms originally hot impatient Jiao body suddenly a stiff, is that kind of uncontrollable subconscious.

Never before.

The tip of his heart seemed to be gnawed by him. Gu Shaoqing closed his eyes and said, "sleep... Don't worry, I won't touch you."

The next morning, as soon as mujiutian opened her eyes, she found that Gu Shaoqing had already disappeared in her room. If it wasn't for the slight wrinkles in the sheets, what happened last night would be like a dream.

After sitting on the bed for two minutes, she got up to wash, and spent a little more time to make up for herself, which was so delicate that she could cover the dark circles under her eyes.

Down the stairs, the servant came forward respectfully for the first time: "Miss mu, Mr. Butler left last night for something urgent."

"When?"

"About two o'clock in the morning, Miss mu."

Two in the morning? The time of her quarrel with him.

Mu wine sweet Zheng Zheng, speechless feeling, nodded: "OK, I know."

Before the plane landed safely at the West City Airport, mujiutian never saw Bartley again. Even all the news about the Wayne family never appeared in her life. It was as ethereal as a dream.

Sheng huainuan immediately threw the suitcase to the person who came to pick her up. She turned her eyes and lifted her waist length hair. A smile filled her lips: "I'm going to meet Tang Meng from Mo Lao. Where are you going? If you're on your way, I'll have you escorted

"I don't know yet. Maybe I'll go back..."

"I'll take sweet wine to dinner first, and then I'll go back to rest." Gu Shaoqing comes in and stands side by side with Mu Jiutian, but there is no ambiguous action.

After the same night, mujiutian refused to have any physical contact with him, not any words, but a sense of alienation from his bones.

And he also longitudinal her, one hand inserted in the trouser pocket: "I let the driver come to pick up, don't bother you."

"It doesn't matter." Sheng huainuan said with a smile, "I have more important things to do and more important people to see. Anyway, I don't have the time to manage you."

With that, she reached out and touched Mu Jiutian's face: "xiaojiutian, I'll see you in two days."

"Well, I'll see you in two days."

Waving, clever as the cat, but in Sheng Huai warm back disappeared at the same time, return to the deep silence and indifference.