This kind of dazzling pity makes people have an impulse
It also makes men have an impulse
This is a primitive, the most primitive impulse, but it is also mixed with love, mixed with that kind of deep love...
At this moment, Xia Chenxuan raised her head. Her expression was so haggard, so sad, but also so intoxicating. All of this was reflected in Mo Peihang's eyes.
He lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek
The warmth on her cheeks made Xia Chenxuan tremble. It was an unfamiliar warmth. This warmth even made her turn her head away, and her expression was a little confused.
Drunk, she looked at the man in front of her, and she knew it was Mo Peihang from the outline. However, because of her blurred eyes and the sadness of not wanting to wake up, she even thought that Mo Peihang was Leng Yifeng.
That's why she didn't react the moment her lips touched her cheek.
However, she had a vague feeling, the warmth coming from the kiss, it felt so strange, like rejection, which made her have the desire to dodge.
The lips that were parted by Xia Chenxuan stayed in the air like this for a few seconds. The warmth between the lips gradually turned into coldness, the kind of heartbreaking coldness.
Mo Peihang's expression was very sad. He couldn't help but feel for her, so uncontrollable.
He really wanted to kiss her beloved and wanted to protect her by himself
However, this deflected kiss made him know that this kiss in mid-air could not warm her up.
Mo Peihang is a man, and he also has the impulse of a man. At this moment, how much he wants to have the woman next to him, but how can he bear to hurt a person he loves?
Mo Peihang understands Xia Chenxuan, he knows that he is not what she needs now
If he loves her, he will respect her
A crystal tear hung from the corner of Xia Chenxuan's eyes. She stared at Mo Peihang. In fact, she knew what kind of person Mo Peihang was, so she had no worries at all about going out with him.
"Peihang, I'm sorry!"
The word "sorry" can have many meanings. Some people say sorry for doing something wrong, and others say sorry for saying wrong things. However, at this moment, Xia Chenxuan's "sorry" is a kind of apology to Mo Peihang.
She knew that Mo Peihang loved her, but she could not give him the same love. When she was sad, she still accepted his comfort and took up his time.
However, how can such a thing be described as sorry?
Mo Peihang shook his head and said, "Chen Xuan, there is no right or wrong in the world of feelings. You don't have to say sorry to me. I love you. Although you don't love me, I will always look behind you.
I care for you, warm you when you are sad, comfort you when you are lost, and accompany you when you are worried...!"
With Mo Peihang's words, what else could Xia Chenxuan say?
Only moved
Xia Chenxuanying looked at Mo Peihang and said, "Peihang, you know, Shui Lan has some feelings for you. I hope to see you two together and happy!"
Mo Peihang remained silent. After a slight pause, he spoke, his handsome face showing sadness, "Chen Xuan, emotional matters are mutual, just like I like you,
And if you don't like me, you can't force me. You already occupy the entire world of my feelings. At this moment, I can't give up my feelings to another woman. I can see Shui Lan's feelings for me.
, and I can understand it, but at this moment, I can’t make a promise to her!”
The night looks even more ethereal under this mist...
What else could Xia Chenxuan say?
It is true that feelings cannot be forced, and that is how feelings are. The person you love does not love you, and the person who loves you does not love him.
Perhaps Leng Yifeng didn't have her in his heart at all. Otherwise, how could he only regard her as a woman in bed?
After getting out of bed, he married another woman
After Zheng Qingrou came out of Leng Yifeng's office, she kept calling Xia Chenxuan's phone number, but she still couldn't answer the phone.
Unavoidably, it makes people a little worried
To be honest, Zheng Qingrou liked Xia Chenxuan very much. However, now that she encountered this situation, Zheng Qingrou was heartbroken. She wanted to comfort Xia Chenxuan, but no one answered the phone, so she had to sigh helplessly.
I took a breath, then made one last call at night and then went home.
In fact, the so-called going home is just one person’s home
Although Zheng Qingrou is a typical mature woman, mature and elegant, she is single. When she got home, she still thought that Xia Chenxuan was probably in a irritable mood at the moment. She wanted to have a glass of wine with her to relieve her mood, but the phone call still couldn't be reached.
In the bedroom on the fourth floor, Leng Yifeng held a slender white cigarette between his fingers. It was an extremely delicate cigarette.
This cigarette is extremely delicate and white, just like a woman, white, smooth, delicate and pleasant, but in the flick of your fingers, the cigarette gradually burns and burns out as the smoke drifts away.
Who can understand the age of cigarettes and the haggardness of cigarettes?
Just burn out, burn out silently
After Leng Yifeng returned to the villa, he did not see Xia Chenxuan. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he did not ask Xu Te
It's just that his handsome face is always cold, but there is also a little pity and worry in the coldness.
During the time he was with Xia Chenxuan, he broke the record of laughing. It was probably the time when he laughed the most frequently in his history. As the smoke drifted away, Leng Yifeng was not sure what he was thinking about now and what he wanted.
what is
For Ouyang Kelan, he was just because of a promise
For Xia Chenxuan, is it just because of the initial teasing?
Or, have you gradually become obsessed with it?
No longer just obsessed with the body?
What’s even more important is the feeling that quietly condenses?