Qin Sang had just finished taking a shower when Mo Sen came in with a portion of Roujiamo and Liangpi.
There was a pink hair dryer cap on her wet hair, and a hydrating mask on her palm-sized face. The wide pajamas reached to her calves. The clothes were too compliant and soft, making her graceful.
curve.
She was lying on the sofa, chatting with Miaomiao on WeChat, and surfing the Internet boredly. She was not sleepy at all now, after all, she had slept for almost a day.
Mo Sen put the packing box on the table. Qin Sang was attracted by the scent, got up and walked over with slippers, and also tore off the mask paper on her face.
“Looks delicious!”
She had saliva gushing in her mouth.
So she wanted to thank her feeder, stood on tiptoes, and dabbed some water on his chin: "Thank you!"
She didn't want to get chopsticks, so she used the disposable ones that Mo Sen brought back, tore off the wrapping paper, rubbed them twice in her palms, then picked up a piece of cold skin and put it into her mouth. It was sour, spicy and chewy, very authentic.
"Are you full? Do you want some?"
If it were normal, even if Mo Sen was full, he would come over and eat what she fed to his mouth.
But today, he shook his head and said without any emotion on his face: "You can eat it."
Qin Sang is not a fool. She noticed that he was not in the right mood when he first came in. But at first, she just thought it was because she was sensitive, so she kept trying to talk to him in a normal way. However, at this point,
The indifference and unabashed alienation in his eyes made Qin Sang finally lose his appetite.
She put down her chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, then looked up at the person opposite: "What's wrong with you today?"
Mo Sen lowered his head. He was used to using short nails to unconsciously draw red marks on the backs of his fingers. It hurt a little and would distract some attention, making the suffocating feeling of despair less heavy!
Qin Sang considers herself not a patient person, but it may be because of guilt that she is extra gentle and patient tonight.
She stood up, walked towards the person opposite, and then sat down on the chair next to him: "We are going out to play tomorrow. Is there anything that can affect the mood of tomorrow's outing?"
Mo Sen remained silent, his black hair falling softly on his forehead.
Qin Sang was moved, holding his face, forcing those eyes that were usually indifferent, but would show shyness and excitement in front of her, to look at her.
"If you don't want to say it, just smile and show it to your sister, okay?"
She was like a cute and cunning fox, her eyes were full of charm and cunning. She was sure that he would not hurt her, and that he loved her miserably, so even if she could guess that his depression was because of her, she
You can still stand on the higher step and look down at him so fearlessly!
Because of her actions, Mo Sen had to look at her, "Qin Sang."
Qin Sang smiled: "You called me Sang Sang before."
Mo Sen swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down slowly: "I heard something today."
"Um."
She tilted her head to look at him, as if she was all ears.
"about you."
Qin Sang paused, but there was no other emotion. He still looked like: If you tell me, I will listen carefully.
However, Moson did not continue.
He looked away in frustration.
How to do it?
Let go?
He can't do it.
He wished that there was only each other in their world.
He dreams of possessing her.
It's just a marriage, but it's just...pregnant.
What did she do wrong? It was just that he met her later than that man!
He has thought about worse situations than this. What are these?
The reason why he was so angry and frightened was because these words came from other people's mouths.
Thinking of this, Mo Sen took a deep breath and then picked up the person on his side.
Qin Sang's body suddenly rose into the air. He looked at the man who was still ashen-faced and asked tentatively: "Hey, are you still angry?"
Mo Sen said dumbly: "No."
"Oh! Then let me down."
"Don't let go."
He carried her straight into the room.
They were both adults, and Qin Sang knew what might happen next, but she didn't struggle and let him hold her.
It wasn't until Qin Sang was put on the bed, and the cold touch of the silk sheets magnified her senses, that she smiled sweetly: "I don't have that at home!"
Mawson seemed to be stiff for a moment, but recovered quickly.
There was no light on in the bedroom, and there was only a small patch of light from the living room through the open doorway, making the bedroom look increasingly hazy.
He put her on the bed, then took off his clothes and lay down on it.
Qin Sang said "Huh" and then touched him with her elbow: "Just fell asleep?"
Mo Sen: "I'm a little tired. Let's lie down for a while."
Qin Sang found a comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes.
But neither of them fell asleep. She could hear his pounding heartbeat and unsteady breathing.
"Moson."
"Um?"
"I know I should confess, but that past was not a good one for me, so I don't want to recall it. Can you understand?"
Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to speak back, and Mo Sen's mind went blank for a moment.
After a long time, he could feel those hot eyes staring at him under the hazy light and shadow, and then he said 'hmm'.
Qin Sang curled her lips: "So who is the person who is inciting discord? Chen Qizhen?"
After a long while, Mo Sen said ‘hmm’ again.
He has always known that she is very smart, like a cunning fox, who can read minds and hypnotize, see through everyone, and can successfully resolve all emotions and conflicts in a few words.
Qin Sang was angry: "I knew I wouldn't let you go there tonight, why is this woman so annoying?!"
Hearing this, Mo Sen tightened his grip and pressed her into his arms.
"sorry."
Qin Sang smiled, and the tip of her nose touched his chin, which was a little itchy. She moved: "If you don't dislike me, why should you apologize?"
I apologized because for a moment I wanted to ignore her and see her repent, and even felt ridiculously wronged.
But in the end, I discovered that from beginning to end, in this relationship, I have always been at a disadvantage, and I will always be myself.
It's him, he can't lose her!
"Sangsang."
"Um?"
"Sangsang..."
Qin Sang twisted her body and faced him, lying on her side: "You tell me!"
Her sweet breath overflowed into his nose, and a wave of heat surged up in his lower abdomen. He didn't want to say it, he just wanted to call her name. Listening to her answer him over and over again, he felt like she was always by his side!
It started to rain outside the house and continued all night.
Qin Sang didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was the middle of the night, and there was nothing around him. There was no warmth at all where he had been lying.
Because of the rainfall, the temperature was extremely low in the middle of the night, unlike the temperature expected in this season of spring.
Qin Sang got off the bed barefoot and walked through the short corridor. Under the bright moonlight, she saw Mo Sen smoking. There were already more than a dozen cigarette butts piled in the small box next to her. She didn't know he was sitting here.
How long.
She stood in an obscure corner of the living room and looked at it for a while, then turned back to the room without saying anything.
The flight was at ten o'clock the next morning.
The flight to Spring City is at 12:10.
Then take the green train from Spring City for an hour, and then arrive at a place called Taoxin Island.
The tourism industry here has not yet been fully developed, and there are not many tourists. In addition, it is the off-season. Qin Sang had earlier booked a B&B on the island on the website. The owner was a local and checked them in with a local accent.
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There is a feeling of isolation here. The boss is old and no one recognizes that they are a popular couple in the entertainment industry.
The B&B is very beautiful and the scenery is beautiful.
Qin Sangding's room is on the second floor of the B&B. The room comes with a balcony of four to five square meters. There are also flowers and green plants planted on the balcony. Standing on the balcony, you can see the mountains, the birds flying low over the river, and all kinds of things.
Green jungle...
"It's definitely more beautiful here in winter!" Qin Sang said with emotion after standing on the balcony and admiring the scenery before returning to the room.
Mo Sen took out the things in the suitcase, heard the sound, raised his head and smiled: "Then let's come back in winter!"
Qin Sang muttered a vague 'hmm' and changed the subject: "I'm so hungry. Let's see if there's room service or something!"
Mohsen did see a menu from under a stack of sticky notes under the TV cabinet, but the dishes were limited, mostly simple ones, such as fried rice, fried noodles and the like to satisfy your hunger.
Qin Sang didn't really want to eat these, so she squatted down to help Mo Sen clean them up, and filtered through her mind what she would eat later. There seemed to be nothing delicious nearby.
She absentmindedly took out the things in the suitcase. In fact, most of the things in it were hers. Mohsen's was so meager that she kept it at the bottom. Her skin care products and other things took up a lot of space!
Sudden--
Qin Sang looked at a small silver box, square and stuffed in the corner of the suitcase.
She thought it was a skin care product that she had not yet taken apart, so she took it out casually, but when she got it in her hands, it was so light that it was almost negligible, making Qin Sang take another look at it.
It was at this glance that Qin Sang felt a pair of eyes from behind, falling on him as hot as a torch!
cough!
Qin Sang put the things down silently, then turned around as if nothing had happened. Just as she was about to leave, someone grabbed her wrist, and then with a very light force, she was completely taken into his arms.
He used a little force, and Qin Sang felt like he was about to be rubbed in.
"Mo Sen, please be gentle!" she laughed angrily.
Why is this person neither light nor heavy?
He lowered his head and kissed her softly. Qin Sang was forced to raise her face to greet her. The next second, her whole body flew into the air. When Qin Sang reacted again, she was already deep in the center of the bed in the guest room!
The bed in the B&B is not too soft, but the reason why it sinks deeply is because the two sentences overlap and press down heavily.
"Moson!"
Qin Sang clenched his hands into fists and grabbed the clothes on his chest. His eyes seemed to be misty and wet, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
The man's aura was already chaotic, but it was this sound that defeated his last bit of restraint.