Chapter 240： Don't you like me anymore?

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Chi Huan looked at him and nodded like a hindsight, "Oh, I see."

This kind of news, she could not talk about much worry.

Mo Shiqian's dark eyes looked at her deeply, and she let go of her hand, saying gently, "Go back."

She retracted her hand and lifted her foot into the elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed.

The long, upright man stood outside the door and watched her quietly.

Until the elevator is completely closed.

In the elevator.

Ning Youran turned his head to look at Chi Huan, "Huan Huan ... Is he jealous because you came to see Mo Xi?"

Jealous?

Chi Huan smiled slightly, "Do you think he's a jealous man, like he's jealous?"

Mo Shiqian was jealous, not to mention that she had never imagined it.

Ning Youran recalled, "It's kind of like it."

The kind of stuffy gourd is jealous, isn't it-"I don't want to ignore you, you don't come to coax me"?

Mo Shiqian just now ... It's almost the same feeling.

Chi Huan was lying on Ferrari's glass, watching the passing cars daze.

He went to the hospital to see his friends. What friends?

? In addition to his popularity, does he have any particularly good friends?

…………

Although her cold was almost the same, it was naturally impossible to recover so quickly.

Chi Huan was not in the mood to go shopping or anything, so she let Ning Youran return to the apartment with her, buy food and cook in the apartment, and watch a horror movie with a notebook in the afternoon.

Horror movies have always been Ning Youran's favorite. She has always been home to many treasures. Chi Huan is the latest entry. She is afraid and want to watch it-so it is best to have someone watch it with her.

After watching it for an afternoon, the meaning was endless.

It's cold winter covered with deep snow outside, and the room has plenty of heating and light, and watching horror movies on the sofa is a different kind of comfort.

In the evening, Ning Youran asked, "Huanhuan, should I come to cook, or wait for your boyfriend to come back, shall I go home to eat?"

Chi Huan thought about it.

"I'll call him. If he comes back, you go home to eat with your parents, if he doesn't come back ... you eat with me."

Ning Youran, "... you must be so serious and light?"

Chi Huan looked at the mobile phone to dial the number and replied lazily, "Don't I always be so serious and light?"

Ning Youran, "..."

Chi Huan dialed Mo Shiqian's number with a mobile phone.

The atmosphere was so relaxed when joking with Youran, so that Chi Huan forgot the inexplicable and embarrassing diaphragm between her and Mo Shiqian these two days, until the man's low voice sounded in her ear, "Huanhuan."

They were close together, as if in her ears, the familiar lowness.

Chi Huan bit his lip lightly. "Are you coming back for dinner?"

Quiet for a few seconds, "OK."

"So ... when are you coming back?"

"Go back from work, soon."

"You don't have to buy food anymore, you and I bought a lot at noon."

The man was silent on the phone. "Did you let me go back to accompany you for dinner, or did you want me to cook for you?"

"Oh, if you don't want to do it, we can eat out, I can do it."

"..."

He stopped talking.

"So are you eating out or are you coming back to make it?"

After a few seconds, the man still whispered like a compromise, "I'll do it back, huh?"

She spoke lightly, "Huh."

Hanging up the phone, Chi Huan looked at her leisurely smile and said silently, "After watching this movie, I will let An Ke send you back."

Although it does n’t seem to make any difference to eat here and go back to eat, and she does n’t have to make it herself, Ning Youran still disdains her behavior. She smiled and stood up, “I ’ll go back now.”

"Ah? But we haven't finished watching the movie yet."

Ning Youran bowed his head, his skin flickered, but he did not smile, saying "Let you, man, person, company, you."

"But you haven't finished watching it."

Ning Youran learned her smile, "But I dare to see it alone."

Chi Huan, "..."

"Youran, don't do that."

Ning Youran patted her head lightly, "Coquettishly find a man to spread, a woman doesn't eat this set."

Chi Huan, "..."

Ning Youran was so famous that she wanted to punish her, but left without watching the movie with her.

After she left, Chi Huan was sitting on the sofa holding a notebook alone.

Alas, she really didn't dare to see it alone.

How could she not know that Youran just wanted her to take this opportunity to spread a favor with Mo Shiqian and find a chance to reconcile.

But how did they reconcile without quarreling?

Mo Shiqian returned at about six o'clock.

He and Youran both knew her door code, but generally if she was at home, they would choose to ring the doorbell.

When the doorbell rang, she dropped her notebook and got up to open the door.

The man was wearing a black overcoat, and it seemed as if he had a blizzard on his body.

Compromise your coat and change your shoes.

Chi Huan gave him a cup of hot tea with a good temperature. "Who are your friends who went to the hospital today?"

The man looked up at her, and said lightly, "You don't know."

Feeling boring, "Oh."

"What to eat?"

"Anyway."

"Nothing is fine."

She pursed her lips slightly and said with dissatisfaction, "Everything means that I usually like to eat, I also like to eat today, and I usually don't like to eat I don't like to eat today."

Mo Shiqian looked at her, a thin arc of laughter drawn from her thin lips.

After simple preparations, the man took her by the waist and took her out of the kitchen, saying softly, "I'm preparing dinner, you continue to play with you outside."

Chi Huan looked up at him, "I can help you."

Did she help him from time to time?

Although they can't do much, aren't two people more flavorful?

He also liked that she was by his side.

The man led her out, "You will disturb my progress when you are here. It's getting late now. I'll do it soon, huh?"

Chi Huan was always pulled by him to the kitchen door, she still stood still.

"Mo Shiqian."

He looked down at her fair and delicate face, and raised his brows slightly. "What's wrong?"

Chi Huan raised her eyes, staring at him with black and white eyes, biting her lip, and then letting go. Not a sudden word was suddenly asked by her, "Don't you like me?"

The handsome features of the man shook slightly.

After a while, he asked lowly, "Why do you say that?"

Originally, I just wanted to be clear and honest, but when I got to my throat, I couldn't stop the grievances.

She asked a little bit inexplicably, "Did you and Bess ... that night ..."

Mo Shiqian frowned when she heard the words, reached out and clasped the woman's delicate jaw, her voice was a bit cold, "I have told you this question more than once, Chi Huan, what are you questioning?"