Chapter 293： Some regret why he didn't coax him to sleep in bed

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She looked down and bit her red lips.

Standing still, hesitating again, never reaching out his hand.

Until the man in the restaurant called her out, "Huanhuan."

"Okay, here it is."

She took a deep breath, reached for her spoon, and slowly stirred it a few times, bringing out more white heat. Then she carefully lifted it, walked to the outside table, and put it down in front of him.

"It shouldn't be hot. You eat it first, and I'll go and serve myself a bowl."

Mo Shiqian looked up at her.

Chi Huan pursed her lips. "What's wrong?"

He sounded softly, "You look serious."

She was so well-respected for acting, how could she always be seen through in front of him?

"I'm afraid ... it doesn't taste good."

The man smiled. "I will swallow."

Chi Huan turned back to the kitchen and filled himself with a bowl.

By the time she went back, he was already eating slowly with a spoon.

Holding her bowler's finger tight, she stood at the door of the kitchen, her heartbeat was disturbed, and she couldn't panic--

I've probably been used to it since I was young. Although I'm not a gentle and understanding woman, I'm not used to lying and calculating others, especially ... I'm a pillow person.

Mo Shiqian raised her head again, squinting her eyes to see her restless look, her eyebrows slightly twisted, and she whispered, "Come here."

Chi Huan walked over and sat down opposite him.

While stirring her porridge unconsciously with a spoon, she asked, "How does it taste ..."

"Done."

"Then ... you finish, I asked Li to prepare sandwiches and milk."

Mo Shiqian looked at her "strong face and laughed" face, and lowered the spoon in her hand, "Huanhuan."

"Um ... what happened?"

He still had a very weak tone, especially slow and low, "I will come back, don't worry."

Her hand holding the spoon turned white, but still forced a smile on her face, "OK."

Mo Shiqian drank that bowl of porridge.

Mother Li brought Chi Huan the sandwich and eggs she had prepared, and they ate most of them together.

After breakfast, she propped the man to the sofa. "You take a break, I'll go up and get you some clothes and need documents."

"I will do it myself."

Chi Huan leaned down and held her down. "You are all like this, can you toss less?"

He didn't forcibly get up, just raised her eyebrows and looked at her.

She stared, "Sit down, I'll go."

Mo Shiqian stared at her for a few seconds, "Okay, the certificate is in the safe, and the password is the day you first had **** with me."

Chi Huan, "..."

"Why don't you use my birthday?"

He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Why not leave it open?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't speak again and turned upstairs.

When I first arrived on the second floor, I remembered something and ran down again.

The man closed his eyes because of the silent sleepiness, and opened it again when she saw her come down.

She touched her head. "That day ... which day was it?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her.

That shouldn't be called watching, it's called-eye questioning.

"Come on."

He said faintly, "Your marriage with Mosi was a good day for your good birthday, don't you remember?"

Chi Huan was righteous, "I have forgotten everyone, why do you remember the days?"

This remark pleased the man inexplicably. He tickled his lips and answered.

She whispered slightly.

Turned around, but then turned back again, "Correct you, it's not called a love, it's called a brute."

The man's hand slightly supported his head, a rare casual and relaxed gesture, with a chuckle on his lips, "You didn't drink a lot of wine that day, right? Am I even losing your memory?

Chi Huan, "..."

"You are not a graduate of the Stanford Law Department. You need me to repeat what you mean by rape?"

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He squinted his eyes, calmed down, "Do you remember that I hate me for violating you, or do you miss the feeling of that day and want to play again?"

Chi Huan, "... perverted."

This time, she really went back upstairs.

But didn't pack things, but--

Waiting for him to fall asleep.

She sat in the spinning chair of his study, lying on the desk, and stroked the frame on the table with her fingers.

In the frame are their group photos.

She used the mobile phone to force him to cooperate with him, and she took pictures everyday, and her self-timer technology has always been criticized by fans ... but can't hold her face high? Two 360-degree faces without dead corners, how can I shoot them? Is beautiful.

She also washed out the photos and put them in a frame.

He glanced at her at the time, and did not agree or disagree.

But since it was put on, it hasn't been passive.

She touched his outline with her fingertips ... when he woke up, she found that she and his best brothers had worked together to calculate him, not knowing how angry she would be.

If something goes wrong ...

She didn't dare to imagine that something would go wrong.

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When Chi Huan went down one hour later, the man really fell asleep.

She was also covered by a blanket.

She stood at the sofa looking at his sleeping face, relieved.

She squatted down beside his sofa, just looked at his face for a while, sighed softly, not knowing how long it had taken, so she stood up and bent a bit to adjust his posture Let him lie flat on the sofa.

Some regret why he didn't coax him to sleep in the bed ... Although the difficulty factor is relatively large, and it is easy to cause his suspicion.

When people are waiting and they are just sleepy, they will choose for a while, especially in their own home, and they will not be alert.

And once you really fall asleep, the effect is not enough, it is difficult to wake up again.

Feng Xing sent her a text message before boarding the plane because he asked her to talk to her about the progress in half a minute.

She had to wait for his news and wait for him to wake up ...

The waiting time is the longest.

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Mexico.

Southern hemisphere, summer, hot.

Originally a highly chaotic war-torn country, there are also Mexican gangs listed as one of the top five gangsters in the world. Their weapons can directly match the police forces.

After Mu Xi escaped, he found that the place where he was being held was in the slum.

Even more desperate, she didn't know where she was going.

Without a passport or identity card, she could not understand Spanish. On the way, she looked at her with strange eyes.

She also had no money, only a few crumpled yuan in her jeans.

She is a stranger, and the crowd is spotted at a glance in a minute, and may be thrown back at any time.

Da Yinyin is in the city. She can only run to the most prosperous places, looking for Asian faces along the way, can take her to the police station, or the embassy, ​​really not ... Americans or English speakers can do it.

After all, she was a high school student and could barely communicate.