Then he began to hope that Ruoxi would forgive him, and then he hoped that Ruoxi would not tell Ye Ruoyi.
Then how much money did he promise to give Ruoxi? Then he said that he would never make such a mistake again.
Ruoxi thought a lot, but she forgot about Mu Shiqin's arbitrary nature. He was always decisive in doing things.
Mu Shiqin squinted his eyes and looked at Ruoxi's appearance, with countless emotions in his eyes: "I'm not drunk!"
Ruoxi's hand trembled, and the ashes scattered, burning Ruoxi's legs.
Ruoxi was confused and looked at Mu Shiqin?
What does this sentence mean?
Does he want to be responsible? Responsible for prostitutes?
Mu Shiqin looked at the cigarette in Ruoxi's hand, frowned slightly, then took away Ruoxi's cigarette, kissed the lip mark on it, and spit it out!
Ruoxi had never seen Mu Shiqin smoking, never. Every time Shiqin saw Ruoxi smoking, he would snatch it away and throw it away.
Ruoxi thought Mu Shiqin didn't know how to smoke and thought he hated the taste of nicotine!
But today, she never thought that Mu Shiqin could also smoke, and his movements were so skillful, and his depraved beauty gave him a sexy beauty.
In the smoke, his handsome eyebrows were clear to blurry, blurred to clear.
Holding the cigarette between his slender hands, he watched the smoke dissipate little by little. He frowned and said, "Actually, I have been awake since yesterday."
It should be said that there is no time that can compare to that moment of clarity. Now that I close my eyes, I can still see that beautiful body moaning and panting beneath me. Mu Shiqin thought that if he was given a chance, he would do the same thing.
"I don't regret it!" Mu Shiqin said, his attitude was resolute, even so determined, so naturally strong!
Ruoxi laughed at herself: "So what if you are sober? Tell me what do you want to prove? Isn't it drunken sex? Or is it impulsive? Is it because of love?"
Ruoxi knew her expression must be strange even if she didn't look at it, so Mu Shiqin didn't look directly at her.
Ruoxi just looked at it, with all kinds of emotions in her eyes, including sarcasm, contempt, anger, and a trace of unspeakable expectation.
Mu Shiqin's eyes dimmed and he wanted to speak, but he pursed his lips but fell silent.
Ruoxi's heart ached, looking at his silent look, she laughed to herself.
After all, what are you looking forward to?
What a fucking lunatic. I hate him so much at this moment.
He cannot give but takes possession of himself!
He didn’t talk about the future but refused to quit!
He is simply a devil, sucking everything you have away, leaving you with nothing, not even the courage to get up. Then he kicks you away and looks at you with such painful eyes that you can't help but feel heartache.
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Ruoxi looked at Mu Shiqin's appearance and felt so far away.
You keep saying you don't want me, why don't you let me go?
You keep saying you don't love me? Why do you look at me with such ambiguous eyes?
Shiqin, what do you want?
If the love has never come, if the dream has never been broken, if the heart has never hurt, then am I still the me you know?
Don't torture me anymore. My heart has been cut. What's drained is not blood. It's my fault for liking you.
The pleasant ringtone suddenly reminded me that it was Mu Shiqin's cell phone.
Mu Shiqin was sitting by the window, and the music from his mobile phone echoed in the silent space.
He took out his phone and looked at the name on the screen, a flash of deep thought flashed in his eyes: "Zouyi?"
"Shiqin, I'm at the Beijing airport, pick me up." On the other end of the phone was Ruoyi's sweet and delicate voice.