It was that cold feeling again. Fei Erru woke up from his dream. How could he be so distracted?
Looking at the blush on Fei'er's face, Mo Yichen said, "Don't be sorry, it's just that I attract attention too easily."
Seeing the calm look on his face, Fei'er was really angry. How could there be such an arrogant person?
"I'm not embarrassed, because I'm not looking at you." Fei'er looked sorry, you guessed it wrong.
"Oh, are you guessing how much fabric I use for my clothes?" Mo Yichen also had a rare smile.
"I'm looking at your heart." Fei'er also smiled.
Xia Feier never thought that just because of such a simple sentence, she would fall into endless pain from then on.
Because at that moment, she easily broke into a heart that had been imprisoned by her master for many years.
"Oh? What did you see?" There was a slight wave in his calm heart.
"Warmth, it is saying that it needs warmth. It longs for a furnace that can melt the cold ice in your heart."
Fei'er's eyes bloomed with countless dazzling lights at this moment. She just looked at him like this, looking at him carefully.
"Warmth?" He took a sip of Blood Mary and met her gaze again.
Her eyes are so clear and transparent that even the dust in the sky cannot pollute them even a little bit.
She actually revealed the most painful thing in her heart with one word. To herself, she was just a stranger, but she could see through his heart so truly and definitely.
He should be angry. Why should she blaspheme his heart so easily? Why should she touch the peace in her heart?
However, he couldn't find the emotion to get angry, and he didn't even want to end her blasphemy.
"Then what's a heater?" He looked down at the wine glass.
"A person who can make you feel warm is enough to warm your heart." Fei'er saw the fleeting struggle in his eyes and the fleeting sadness in his eyes.
He should be an extremely strong person, because the fortress in his eyes is as strong as his cold heart
He stopped talking
He had to admit that this girl stepped on the scar in his heart.
Destined to become the master of the Mo family, he had to bear the crime of being an illegitimate child and lived a humble life for fourteen years.
Her mother was hand-picked to give birth to the heir of the Mo family, but she suffered humiliation and remained anonymous for fourteen years.
Bang! A thick sound, remembered in Fei'er's ears
"I'll give you five thousand yuan to dance with you," the person said to Fei'er with a treacherous face.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a dancer here, so I don't know how to dance no matter how much money I have." Fei'er refused. She recognized him. He was the one who slapped his friend Xiao Xichang last time.
"Don't pretend to be innocent with me. Who doesn't know that women in this kind of place don't have any good things? Isn't it just for money? How much do you want?"
An Jun obviously deliberately made things difficult for Fei'er in order to avenge the slap he received that day.
When he found Fei'er, he decided to give a big red envelope to the buddy who invited him here today.
"Maybe so, but I'm very sorry. I am an exception. I don't dance." Fei'er's smiling face looked directly at An Jun with a pair of sharp eyes.