Cold spring night, because there is each other's existence and has the fire general temperature.

She leaned against the man's chest panting. She didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, she asked, "how many years have you lost contact with liusi?"

Feng Jin's body was stiff for a moment, lowered his head and looked at her with some helplessness.

In fact, he doesn't want to talk about Liu Sisi in front of Huarong. He is really an asshole.

Huarong gently kicked him: "what do you think? Come on. "

Feng Jin coughed softly: "it seems that it has been three years What's the matter? "

Huarong smile: "with me divorce did not contact?"

Feng Jin lowered her head and hugged her, "I'm sorry, Rong Rong."

"Why are you sorry for me?"

Feng Jin didn't know what to say. In short, she apologized.

Huarong leaned lazily against the door, fingering the buttons on his white coat, "mmm What did you tell her? "

Feng Jin seized her hand and asked for a kiss on her fingertip, "Rong Rong, can't we say she's ok?"

He was afraid to talk more and more, and Huarong would settle with her.

He didn't want to quarrel with her. Now, he didn't know when he could last. He cherished it very much.

Huarong raised her eyelids and said with a smile: "you can't say it. Is she that special? "

Feng Jin was very upset by her. He took her hand and didn't know what she wanted to hear. He is not in the feelings of people like fish in water, compared with those who are delicate feelings, he can even be called dull.

"I told her we don't want to see each other again." He can only be realistic to Huarong way, "I asked her to meet in coffee, finish this sentence, she spilled coffee on my face."

Huarong raised her head and blinked, "she What did you say

“…… She called me a jerk Fengjin also felt that she was a very jerk. If it was him before, he should be able to deal with it more appropriately, rather than cut off the relationship with Liu Sisi.

But at that time, he had just divorced Huarong. There was something wrong with Huarong's family. He couldn't find Huarong. He was almost crazy. Where could he be in any mood to take care of other women's mood.

Huarong drooped her eyes and thought, then nodded, "OK."

She pushed him open, opened the co pilot's door and sat in.

Feng Jin sits in the driver's seat and looks at her.

The shadow of her face was blurred in the shadow.

Feng Jin asked softly, "do you think I didn't handle it well enough. "

Huarong shook his head: "it's your business, I don't feel anything I don't feel."

"Rong Rong, I know I've come too late these years. But I can learn. Sooner or later, I can reach the point where you can be satisfied. You don't have to keep everything in your mind, will you? "

Huarong laughed, raised her hand and lifted the bangs. She turned her head and looked out of the window: "in fact, it's nothing. I'm just curious: when you wanted to die for Liu Sisi, you gave up so easily in the end. Will one day, you will also be so calm to tell me, do not meet again in the future. "

Feng Jin was stiff all over and looked up at Huarong. He grabbed Huarong's hand and said hoarsely, "Rongrong, you can't talk nonsense like this..."

"But I don't understand. I don't understand what this is all about. " She looked at Fengjin, her voice was indifferent and her tone was very light, "if you always love me, then why do you refuse to come when my life is in danger; if you don't love me, why Can you break up with her so easily? "