Wen Yan grew up with him and knew this very well, so she was not worried. She kept waiting for the day when he confessed to her.

It was as if she had been waiting for Suhang, but later she finally realized that she could not wait for Suhang, and her spiritual sustenance was transferred to Lu Zihan.

People who have never been happy always need something to support themselves... to survive.

For example, promise.

For example, hatred.

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It took half a month to pass quickly.

The relationship between the eldest lady of the Mo family and the eldest master of the Jian family was very hot. The media photographed them shopping at the amusement park several times, with handsome men and beautiful women full of happiness.

Everyone was speculating when they would get married, and some even thought they were waiting to get married with their children.

night.

In the small bar with national style, Mo Xinnian bent down to wash his hands by the pool before straightening his body. Suddenly, a tall and handsome figure came over behind him.

She was slightly stunned, and then quickly turned her face away.

When passing by, the man's indifferent and clean voice rang, "Miss Mo didn't even say hello. Did he have a new love and forget his old love?"

Don't think about it, "..."

After not seeing each other for half a month, the man's words... were still as always... made people angry.

She raised her small chin, and the exquisite light makeup made her more delicate and charming under the light. She looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Lu said this, do you admit that you are my old love?"

Lu Zihan stared at her smile, shook his mind slightly, and smiled coldly, "If you touch and kiss me, if you don't think of an old love, then I really don't understand Miss Mo's definition of an old love."

Mo Xinnian's pretty face inevitably turned red, and she bit her lips and glared at him, "Don't Mr. Lu touch the goddess of warmth? So she is also your old love?"

Lu Zihan's face suddenly became heavy, his voice became thick and cold, and he seemed to be explaining, "Mo Xinnian, I told you, I didn't, do you insist on making me so dirty?"

"Oh, kissing and touching is dirty?"

Lu Zihan narrowed his eyes unhappily, "Do you think I'm interested in anyone?"

He grew up and was sent by women when he was a killer, but... she was the only one who could make him hard.

He once thought that he was cold and indifferent until he was in the car that day... he kissed her and touched her, but he became hard.

"I'm right to hear what you mean, right?" Mo Xinnian looked at him in surprise, but then she thought about it and didn't want to delve into it anymore. "When Goddess Wen heard this, she would definitely vomit blood. Mr. Lu is so smart and has a low emotional intelligence."

After saying that, she turned around and left, and took a few steps, her arm was suddenly grabbed, and then she was half-carried into the cleaning room of the employee beside her.

The door was closed with a slam.

Lu Zihan pressed her petite body against the wall, stroked her soft lips with her fingers, and said with a low smile, "Say I have low emotional intelligence, can you help me improve?"

"Let me go!" Mo Xinnian opened her mouth and was about to bite his fingers. Lu Zihan pinched her jaw, lowered her head and kissed her lips hard.

The crazy and suffocating kiss, with unknown anger, Mo Xinnian was so kissed that she could not speak, so she had to keep beating him, "Well... let it go..."

Lu Zihan kissed her deeply and plundered her breathing. He originally felt that there was nothing he could not bear, but when she said that kissing and touching was not dirty, all his patience collapsed in an instant.
Chapter completed!