Chapter 135： Do you miss me having a monsoon rain

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When Chi Huan saw this bunch of flowers at the first glance, he thought it was sent by Mo Shiqian ...

Although he didn't seem to be a man who would actively send flowers, no one knew about her living here except for Yao Yao and You Ran.

Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Take it, put it down."

The bodyguard came over a few steps, put the flowers on the coffee table, and then quickly exited.

Bright roses, dripping, and clean water drops on them.

Mo Shiqian has no research on flowers, but Chi Huan has them. Her fans and suitors have given her all kinds of flowers, and roses naturally have them, and the bouquet in front of them should belong to a very expensive one. Variety.

The man's knuckle fingers pulled the card out of the flower, and glanced between his fingers, his eyebrows sinking, before Chi Huan made any reaction to the bunch of flowers, he already frowned, a beautiful The parabola was thrown directly into the trash can.

Chi was angry, she was already angry and stood up, "Mo Shiqian, that's my flower."

She was ashamed that she had just thought he had given her flowers to show her her favor.

Mo Shiqian turned her head and looked down at her, "If you like, I will send you a bouquet every day."

"Not yours."

The man asked faintly, "Who do you want?"

She poked her face, took a deep breath, and forced herself to calm down, "Mo Shiqian, I want to break up, break up, break up, you want me to say it several times before you understand?"

Chi Huan's shoulders were supported, and he was pressed directly into the sofa the next second.

He stared down at her, rubbing her chin with his fingers. "Are you angry about the monsoon rain? So, a man sent flowers to my place. Should I be more angry, eh?"

Is he angry?

Chi Huan opened his eyes wide and looked at him inconceivably, "Can you be more arrogant and reverse the black and white?"

The man lifted his lips and smiled, "I am also dedicated, I have to be broken up, you take it for granted?"

Chi Huan sneered, "Same? Which one of your eyes sees me like you. Other people give me flowers one-way. Don't tell me that you have eaten rice for a month in the rain, so full of love. You can't feel it. "

Fried eggs, just fry eggs, make a smile.

He smiled lightly. "Why must I feel it?"

Chi Huan stared at him. "Which restaurant do you see that makes a smiley face if you fry an egg?"

"Is it."

"The insulation box was bought in the mall at a glance. The restaurant's take-away food will put the Peugeot on the lunch box. I can see it. Don't you think?"

The man replied quietly, "Because the restaurant boxes were used at the beginning, but then Secretary Chen said that the restaurant's lunch boxes were of poor quality and did not keep warm. Now that it was cold, he bought a special warmer. box."

Chi Huan bit her lip. "Who knows if what you said is true?"

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm not telling the truth. What do you think of it?"

"I think of it? You can't tell that the food isn't from the restaurant at all? How can a restaurant make such a simple and home-cooked meal?"

"I eat a meal. It's clean, fresh, and it's good for my taste. I'm going to study whether it's by a professional chef or a non-professional chef?"

"You just think her cooking is good and the food is delicious?"

Mo Shiqian looked at this irritable face on the palm of his hand, and he couldn't help laughing, and said quietly, "Since I didn't ask the secretary to change the house, it is naturally okay. Is it because I found it was made by a woman who likes me, I You have to say it ’s hard to eat? Chi Huan, my mental condition is normal, and it wo n’t affect objective judgment. "

Chi Huan was dumbfounded by him, but her eyes were red.

He was about to be wept by a bunch of truths from this man.

She raised her hand and patted his hand vigorously away from her face. "You eat it when it's delicious. You can eat it every day after you take her. Why don't you face me?"

"She just makes you jealous?"

"It's your own nausea. Her meals are delicious. You don't want to be with her and you suffer a lot."

"Well, your fingers don't touch the river, according to your logic, no one dares to ask you."

"I didn't ask you for it. You put it on your face shamelessly."

Mo Shiqian leaned down, wrapped her arms around her waist, took her directly to the sofa, trapped her all in his arms, raised her chin with her fingers, "Chi Huan, what are you going to do? Will you let it go? "

There was a sigh in his sentence, and it seemed a bit helpless.

Helpless as if making trouble with a woman without reason.

Chi Huan looked at his close face, his handsome face, his eyes closed, and tears burst out when he opened it.

She didn't want to cry, but couldn't help it.

She didn't even know where she had accumulated so many grievances.

The woman ’s emotions suddenly collapsed, covering her face with one hand, holding the cloth on his shoulder with the other, and holding back the crying cry, "Mo Shiqian, I beg you, let me go ... I really don't want to be with you anymore. "

She felt so uncomfortable, never before.

She didn't like this feeling, she couldn't control her mood and anger, she couldn't help wanting to lose her temper.

But the reaction he gave her was always so calm and indifferent, he didn't even bother to argue with her.

Mo Shiqian leaned on her waist and looked down at her crying in her arms, her eyebrows still froze, holding her head to force her to lean on his shoulder and let her cry She was so happy that her thin lips kissed her hair.

Deep and indifferent eyes were quiet and deep. Since he liked him, why did he want to leave him so much.

He doesn't understand.

Mo Shiqian listened to her cry, and a thin layer of gloom and suffocation gradually gathered between her brows and eyes.

[But she likes you, needs your response, and returns her the same likes, explicitly rejecting every woman who likes you. 】

Response, what kind of response is considered a response?

Refuse? He had already refused.

He waited until her tears were sobbing and he raised her tear-stained face and whispered, "Do you want me to have a monsoon rain?"

Did it rain in the monsoon?

Isn't he reluctant to drive?

After Chi Huan cried, the emotion in her chest seemed to be almost vented, and her tears were a little fuzzy, but her heart was not anxious and upset that blocked her breathing.

It seemed to be cold and disheartened.

Tears were still on her eyelashes, and her voice was a little husky, but it was a slight husky. "No, you can stay if you want."