The next day, Yan Xiruo to school, not only absent-minded in class, even after class from time to time.

Xia Wanqing found something wrong with her and poked her arm, "Xiruo, are you ok?"

Yan Xiruo has not told Xia Wanqing the news of her breaking up with Ye Jue Mo, and she shakes her head with a stiff smile on her face

"Why don't you go to my house for dinner after class in the afternoon? My mother was discharged from the hospital yesterday. She said she would like to thank you very much! "

Yan Xiruo thought of the last date with yejue Mo in the evening, she said apologetically to Xia Wanqing, "sorry, I have an appointment tonight, would you like to go to your house for dinner another day?"

Xia Wanqing nodded with a smile, "it's OK. You've made an appointment with yejue Mo, right?"

Yan Xi if astringent smile, "well."

In the afternoon, Yan Xiruo received a message from yejue Mo and asked her to meet in the imperial court. Before

went, Yan Xiruo made a light makeup in the restroom. She went out in the morning wearing a light green waist windbreaker, green skin, and her long waist hair was low into a ponytail. She drew a little bit of eye liner and cherry blossoms. The lips were coated with pink lipstick. The temperament between girls and women made her look both Wen Ya and intellectuality.

In her impression, he did not seem to care much about her dress. The only time, he stroked her long hair, let her not perm curls, do not dye, he likes long black hair.

Now think about it, his son's mother, will not be the same as her with black straight long hair?

Shaking his head, Yan Xiruo's lips raised a smile of self mockery.

He has already broken up, so why care what his predecessor was like?

After makeup, she looked at the little woman in the mirror and pursed her lips with satisfaction.

On the last date, she didn't want to show up in front of him.

She wanted him to know that she could live well without him.

After taking a taxi to the imperial court, the manager waited at the gate and took her to a box with a size of 1.

"Miss Yan, the night is always waiting for you." The manager said politely.

Yan Xiruo nodded, "OK, thank you."

After the manager left, Yan Xiruo took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

She had a heart throb when she heard the deep magnetic voice inside.

Push open the door, the first reflection of the eye is standing in front of the floor to ceiling window figure, he is wearing a set of white casual clothes, standing with his hands, the window has been bright lights, from her point of view, can only see his delicate and clear side face.

If it wasn't for the wrong timing and atmosphere, she would have taken this picture and saved it on her mobile phone.

He stood there in white clothes and trousers, just like a banished immortal coming out of the painting. He was perfect, noble and handsome, and could not pick out any defects.

After she came in, he didn't turn around. He didn't know what to look at.

Yan Xiruo withdrew his sight from him.

The round table was full of delicate food, most of which she liked to eat. Her nose was slightly sour.

I have to admit that yejue Mo is a man who can easily make a woman's heart beat.

She opened the chair, she took the lead to sit at the table, looked at the still motionless man, she pretended to be relaxed, "I'm hungry, when can I eat?"

Night Jue Mo turned, black eyes lacquer looking at Yan Xiruo, he did not speak, deep eyes, as if to see through her soul.

He was very cold and seemed to be angry.

If Yan Xi doesn't know what he is angry about, isn't this dinner party he invited on his own initiative? She has come, why does he have a cold face?

Don't know how long, Yan Xiruo is about to sit still, his cold voice finally came, "can't wait to finish eating and I draw the line?"

Yan Xiruo sipped his tea, raised his thick long eyelashes, and looked at the man whose cheeks were tight because of his anger. He was usually a cold and silent man. His breath was very obvious, sharp and deep, like a cold pool that could absorb people's hearts.

"Can you speak well?"

In the past, he had a bad attitude and she could bear it. But now, both of them have broken up. She doesn't need to bear his bad temper any more!

Night Jue Mo tightly pursed thin lips, no voice. He went to Yan Xiruo, opened his chair and sat on it.

There are seven or eight chairs in the round table. He doesn't sit anywhere else. He has to sit next to her. Yan Xiruo frowned and pointed to the opposite seat, "where are you going to sit?" Separated hands of men and women, not suitable to sit so close, what's more, she has not come out completely, smell his body breath, she will feel uncomfortable.

Ye Jue Mo turned a deaf ear, picked up the public chopsticks, took her order, "is not hungry?"

Yan Xiruo, "..."

A meal, two people eat very depressed, he has been tense face, although from time to time with her order, but also did not give her a good face.

Yan Xiruo is so depressed that he dares to come to the appointment tonight and have dinner with him for the last time. Is it to see his face?Night Jue Mo poured red wine for Yan Xiruo, "drink one?" His voice was low and cold, and he asked her to drink with him, as if on business.

If Yan Xi's wine is not good, she will make a fool of herself after drinking wine. She still has self-knowledge. Shaking his head, he flatly refused, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well. I can't drink."

"I remember today is not a day for your next life." He was serious about her.

Yan Xiruo's face turned red in an instant, and her hand holding the chopsticks used force. She glared at the cold and serious face in front of her, and said angrily, "Mr. night, is it possible that a woman is not feeling well. Must it be a physiological period?"

Night Jue Mo put down the glass, looking at her tide. Red face, reached out to touch, "very hot, have a fever?"

Yan Xiruo, "..."

He must have meant it!

Know clearly that she is not a fever!

She lowered her eyelids and said coldly, "Mr. night, don't do anything about it. I'm here for an appointment tonight, just to get together with you."

Just when she opened his hand, her eyes were very determined, of course, it also implied that she would not give up.

Ye Jue Mo sighed, and he knew that she was really going to give him up from her heart --

her chest was filled with an inexpressible feeling of suffocation.

He picked up the glass on the table and drank it alone. Stiffness and sadness flashed from his handsome face.

When Yan Xiruo saw that he had finished drinking a glass of wine, he frowned tightly. What's the matter with this man? Don't you know that his stomach is bad? Smoking and drinking, how not to cherish their own body?

He opened his mouth and just wanted to say something, he said in a low voice, "Yan Xiruo, after drinking the wine, we can get together and disperse again!"

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