Chapter 501

"Muliye, don't dream. I will never marry you!" Ji Wanbai says slowly, her voice is very small, very low.

Full of sadness from her body out, she is not angry with muliye quarrel, but more like a silent silence, disappointed sadness from her eyes slowly flow into the bottom of muliye's heart.

Ji Wanbai moves forward with a vain step, but mu Liye refuses to let her go. He follows her and blocks her way. He presses his hands on Ji Wanbai's shoulder, and his eyes hide sharp dark awn. He stares at her attentively: "why don't you tell me about this earlier, if you tell me..."

Ji Wanbai was standing there, his eyes were lost and his expression was dispirited.

"Well, well, we won't talk about the past. Anyway, we are going to get married. Don't make trouble. I'll try to control myself in the future. You go to have a rest first!" The Mu Li night hastily says.

Damn it! He was angry with her again, but God knows how jealous he was when Ji Wanbai and Lu Hanchen sat side by side, laughing and discussing the contracts!

Does this woman want to die? Let him fall in love with her, used to her, actually put into the arms of other men, impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

"Xiaobai!"

He paced up, her back looked so thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

He hugged her from behind: "Xiaobai, don't carry this kind of thing alone in the future, OK? Let me know. Let me solve it. "

He didn't want to know it from other men, all the things about her that he didn't know.

Ji Wanbai didn't answer him, so she let him hold her. She felt very tired, and her shoulders relaxed naturally and leaned on the shoulders of muliye. At that moment, muliye held her more tightly.

Ji Wanbai can't see the angle, Mu Liye's eye base is already a scarlet, blue eyes consistent sharp but disappeared, just like a child holding the lost and recovered beloved.

It's like being poisoned. He's more afraid of losing than she is.

…… ……

Tonight, a nameless evil wind permeates the city, which is made of reinforced concrete, stirring up the uneasy situation in the dark night, as if deliberately emphasizing the unfair rules.

In another apartment in nanzhigang, when Shen Mochen came out of the bathroom, miroja had already taken a bath in the bathroom of her bedroom.

Wearing a loose bathrobe, Shen Mochen goes to the kitchen refrigerator to get a can of beer. Then he sits on the sofa and looks at miroja, who is also wearing a white bathrobe, opposite the sofa.

Miroja sat there, her long washed hair drooping on her shoulders, her light red eyes staring at the front without any focus.

Shen Mo Chen suddenly got up, turned around and went to the kitchen. After two minutes, he put a cup of hot milk in front of her: "I just heated it in the microwave oven. I've seen it. It's not expired."

Miroja drooped her eyes and looked at the steaming milk for a long time, but it was just me in my hand..

"Thank you."

Shen Mo Chen didn't speak. In front of her, miroja was the one he had never seen before. She was so lost that the water stains on her hair were still dripping on her bathrobe.

As if he had thought of something, he stood up again and didn't know where to go.

A minute later, Shen Mo Chen came out with a hair dryer and a wiring board in his other hand.

Because of the harassment during this period of time, Shen Mo Chen has been familiar with this place for a long time. There is no socket in the place where miroja sits, so he needs a wiring board.

He neatly connected the plug-in board, and the hair dryer was soon connected to the electricity: "if you don't drink milk, put it aside."

"Oh." Miroja obediently put the cup down.

Shen Mochen began to help her blow her hair. Miroja was rarely "obedient". She was as quiet as a doll. Her hair was soft and moist, flowing like a cloud in Shen Mochen's hands, flying wantonly in the direction of the hot wind.

Shen Mo Chen has never served anyone like this, not to mention women, but also a woman who should be thinking about other men now.

But at that moment, he accepted his life.

Just now, when miroja's mobile phone was located in the river, he almost jumped down without thinking about it. He didn't even have time to wear the safety facilities, so he went down to the bottom of the river to look for it again and again.

Two times when her physical strength was close to the limit, she was rescued. But after a while, she sank down again and continued to search.

Later, when he couldn't find her, he even found the soul summoning goddess, and he was here to guard. At that time, he thought, how could this be the place where miroja lived before, and Ji Wanbai lived, right? Why should she come back to have a look.

Her hair was almost blown. Shen Mo Chen took a look at a mouthful of milk on the table. She must have no appetite now. She must have been willing to take up the cup just now to give him face.

"You should have a rest early. You put two sets of clothes here before, and I'll put them on and go! I'm too lazy to clean things up. If you want to, I'll pick them up tomorrow. " With that, he threw the hair dryer aside and walked towards the bedroom.

He is so domineering and naive. He knows that miroja doesn't have him in her heart, but he still wants to try his best to leave traces in her life.

Although he had never really spent the night here before, he was still paranoid about leaving his clothes in her closet, towels in the bathroom, toothbrush and razor.

"Shen Mo Chen!"

When Shen Mo Chen hears miroja calling him, he looks back as if he hears the sound of his clothes falling on the ground

Sure enough, miroja stood up, her white bathrobe fell in response to the voice, and her white body appeared in front of him. Under the light, the girl's curve was like a rhapsody written by the devil, enchanting to the extreme. Her white skin was as flawless as fat jade, and her slender waist was delicate without a trace of fat.

Shen Mo Chen felt that his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry: "what are you doing? In the evening, put on your clothes. "

With that, he unconsciously took a step back, otherwise he was afraid that the next step forward would be the abyss, the abyss of hatred.

If he does anything to miroga now, I'm afraid miroga will hate him all his life!

Well, isn't it? So what's she doing taking off her clothes?

"You like it, don't you?" Miroja asked him, his sad eyes dull.

Shen Mo Chen swallowed, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"That's it. Give me some hope." Miroja said and came to him step by step.