There are two roads outside the gate of T City Prison.
One is a broad avenue that is often driven by cars, and the other is a small road that is in disrepair and rarely used by cars.
Before noon, the dazzling red Ferrari was parked on the small road that few people would notice.
Mo Hanya sat quietly in the car, wearing big sunglasses, looking at the prison door low-key through the car window.
When it was almost 12 o'clock, the big iron door of the prison slowly opened. Dongfang Fan looked at the bright and dazzling sunshine and walked out handsomely.
His hair is much shorter than before, and his face is a little thinner than before, but he looks particularly energetic and still has a handsome and imposing aura that cannot be ignored. He is wearing a black thin suit and carrying a bag of items.
After walking a few steps out of the big iron gate, he took out a cigarette and lit it, puffing away leisurely while walking forward with a nice pace.
There are two roads ahead, which one will he take?
The focus was zoomed in, and it was discovered that the road he chose to take was the broad avenue where famous cars often drove.
When walking at the intersection, he actually caught a glimpse of the red Ferrari on the deserted road, but for some reason, he didn't walk over to take a look. He just smiled unknown to others, and then
I walked towards the avenue without any delay. After walking for a short distance, I stood on the side of the road, hailed a taxi and left.
Sitting in the car, Mo Hanya kept paying attention to his every move.
She didn't want to meet him. So many heartbreaking and confusing things had happened, and she still lacked the courage to face him calmly without any grudges.
When he got into the taxi, she started the car and followed him slowly and cautiously.
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of a complicated alley. The Oriental fan paid and got out of the car, threw away the cigarette that was about to burn to the end, and quietly glanced at the red Ferrari that was about to follow.
A bag of dispensable things in my hand walked coolly into the alley.
The alley is very long. When you walk inside, you will see several bends and several small branch alleys. There are old wooden buildings on both sides of the alley. Many shops have the same facade. The people inside are
There are not many, and people who are not familiar with this place will probably think that they have entered a maze when they walk in.
Not long after Dongfang Mi walked into the alley, Mo Hanya stopped the car, followed her in with red seven-inch high heels. He was no longer seen, and her heart gradually became panicked and anxious.
, spinning around in place, walking forward at a faster pace, looking left and right from time to time.
After searching in the alley for an hour, she didn't see him. Her feet wearing high heels were so tired that they hurt. She stopped, panting slightly, and leaned on a wooden door in a small alley, looking up towards
Looking around, I sadly realized that I was lost. I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. I bent down slightly and looked at the cold stone road under my feet through my black sunglasses.
At this moment, a man's magnetic and sexy voice sounded ambiguously in her ears...
"Baby, who are you looking for?"
"Uh?" The voice was so sudden that she was startled. She didn't expect that as soon as she raised her head, her whole body fell into a warm and strong embrace. As soon as she raised her eyelids, she looked so accurately.
The handsome face that is close at hand has a perfect combination of maturity and domineering.
Her pretty mouth was slightly open, maybe she wanted to say something, but looking at that handsome face she hadn't seen in three years, she suddenly didn't know what to say, like a fool.
looked at him.
The Oriental fan seemed to be very satisfied with her stupid look at this time. The corners of her perfect mouth were slightly raised, staring at her slightly open seductive little mouth, and asked her more hoarsely and sexily, "Baby, I
Did it scare you? Huh?" As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head toward her ear, stuck out his tongue, licked it gently, and kissed her delicate little ear that was a little cool, "Baby, do you miss me?"
The hand holding her slender waist, following the changes in the magical voice, quietly moved to her buttocks, occasionally rubbing and squeezing her perfect butt cheeks.
Mo Hanya was made nervous and angry by his ambiguous behavior. When one of his hands wanted to touch her chest, she gritted her teeth and suddenly pushed him away a meter away. Through her glasses, she became angry with embarrassment.
Staring at him, "Who is your treasure? You stinking scoundrel." He cursed loudly through gritted teeth and walked quickly out of the alley.
Dongfang Mi followed with a faint smile, "You are not my baby, then who are you?"
"You don't have to worry about who I am," she said without looking back.
"Why are you following me?" He continued to ask patiently in a good mood.
"Nonsense, who is following you?" She was angry. At this time, who is following whom?
"I've seen it all, don't deny it." Dongfang Mi raised the corners of his lips and smiled charmingly, "Tell me, how long have you been waiting for me outside the prison?"
After hearing this, she was shocked, as if she did not expect that he would know where she was waiting so early.
After thinking about it, she turned back and glared at him again, "I didn't wait for you outside some prison. You have recognized the wrong person. Stop following me." She said angrily and walked forward even faster.
She didn't know the way, so she didn't want to walk around. It had been an hour, but she still couldn't get out of the maze-like alley.
"Uh 7e" She stamped her feet angrily, but after stamping her feet, she regretted it again. Her feet were so painful after walking for a long time in high heels that she couldn't walk anymore. She held on to the wooden door next to her and sat down.
A small restaurant.
She flew to City T early in the morning to see him released from prison. She forgot to have breakfast and lunch. Now she was very angry with him. After going through so many wrongful ways, she
Very hungry.
"Boss, I want a bowl of haggis noodles. Please hurry up, I'm very hungry." She sat down at the back and said impatiently.
"Okay." The shop owner responded with a smile and started working quickly.
Dongfang Mi sat cheekily across from her, "I also want a bowl of haggis noodles." He said this to the shop owner, but his deep and charming eyes were looking straight at the woman opposite.
.
Mo Hanya felt uncomfortable when he saw her, "Hey, can you sit somewhere else?"
He frowned his beautiful eyebrows and said, "What? Am I affecting you by sitting here?"
"Yes." She affirmed without hesitation, "If you sit across from me, it will affect my appetite."
Dongfang Mi thought for two seconds and nodded with a hidden smile, "Okay, I'll sit somewhere else instead of sitting across from you." After saying that, he really stood up, walked around the small rectangular table, and sat down next to her.
In the same direction, he turned his head so that his lips were close to her ear, "Can I just sit here?"
"Uh, you..." She was almost mad at him and turned to glare at him, "Oriental fan, you scoundrel."
"Yes." He raised the corner of his lips in charming admission, and with one hand under the table, he quietly touched her thigh that felt so good, "I am not only a rogue, but also a rogue."
She was almost blown away, her face and neck were red, "You..."
"But I only show these two identities to my baby." He interrupted her, looked at her cute and angry look, and added with a charming smile.
"Who is your baby?" She forcefully opened his hot hands that were sexually harassing her under the table, and said angrily, "Don't call me that, it's so disgusting."
"Haha, is that so?" He smiled evilly, lowered his head, and nibbled her earlobe, "You didn't think so before."
"That was before." She blurted out this sentence. When she said it, she realized that she had exposed her secret. She quickly turned her head and looked at the white wall.
Dongfang Mi didn't speak any more, he just looked at her with a meaningful smile.
Not long after, the shop owner put two bowls of hot haggis noodles on the table, looked at Mo Hanya who was wearing big sunglasses, and said with a smile: "Miss, you really look like the big star Liu Mengmeng on TV.
Haha, you are not Liu Mengmeng, are you?"
"Haha, boss, you are joking." Mo Hanya quickly squeezed out a smile, "If I were Liu Mengmeng, how could I eat haggis noodles here? If the media found out, I would be surprised if I didn't laugh to death."
"Haha, that's that." Hearing what she said, the shop owner nodded repeatedly, "Liu Mengmeng must be having a feast of lobster in a five-star hotel right now."
At this time, Dongfang Mi, who remained silent, stretched out a hand to hug Mo Hanya's shoulder secretly, and smiled proudly at the shop owner, "She is my girlfriend, her name is Mo Hanya. She is much prettier than Liu Mengmeng."
Already."
"Uh-huh, of course, of course." How could the shop owner compete with the customers? After he finished speaking, he immediately nodded in agreement, "How can that Liu Mengmeng compare with your girlfriend? She spends all day posing on TV, no.
A little bit of content.”
"Hey, you, who are you saying has no meaning?" Mo Hanya was so angry when she heard this, she even stopped caring about Dongfang Mi's hand tightly hugging her shoulders, "What did you say?
Ah? Why does Liu Mengmeng have no connotation? "
"Uh, this, this..." The shop owner was a little confused, "Miss, I, I didn't talk about you, I talked about Liu Mengmeng, why are you so anxious with me?"
"I, I... uh..." Mo Hanya was at a loss for words. At this time, she felt like a mute eating Coptis chinensis, suffering indescribable pain.
"Hehehehehe..." Dongfang Mi laughed out loud at this moment, "Boss, go and do your business. My girlfriend sometimes loses her temper for no apparent reason."
"Oh, so that's it." The shop owner then walked away.
Mo Hanya was so angry that when she looked at the fragrant noodles, she had no appetite to eat them and had a sullen face.
"Baby, don't be angry. He is just a common man. How can he appreciate your special beauty?" Dongfang Mi gently advised at the right time, "Eat quickly, aren't you hungry?"
She turned to look at him bitterly, "I'm so angry with you, how can I still eat?"
"I'm not angry with you." Dongfang Mi looked innocent.
"You are just angry with me."
"Okay, okay, I'm mad at you." He compromised, picked up a few noodles, blew on them, and fed them to her mouth thoughtfully, "Open your mouth and I'll feed you."
She didn't give him face and kept her mouth shut tightly.
"Baby, be obedient. The noodles won't taste good if they're cold."
She moved her mouth, remained silent for a few seconds, looked at the haggis noodles on the table, and whispered coquettishly: "I want to eat mutton."
Hearing this, Dongfang Mi smiled sweetly and nodded, "Okay, I'll feed you the mutton." She said dotingly, picked up the mutton and blew it carefully until the temperature was right, then fed it to her mouth.
, "Baby, open your mouth."
This time, she opened her mouth and ate the mutton he fed to her mouth. She thought it was delicious, so she picked up her chopsticks and ate it with relish.
Seeing that she was eating with such gusto, Oriental Fan felt hungry. He took his chopsticks and took several bites gracefully. Then, he put all the mutton in the bowl into her bowl.
Mo Hanya was stunned, turned her head, and looked at him with some confusion.
Dongfang Mi frowned, "What's wrong?"
"Why did you give me all the mutton?" She thought for a while and then asked. How much? There was a hint of knowingly asking.
"Because I don't like eating mutton." He replied frankly.
"You, uh..." she was angry, "put something you don't like into my bowl and treat me like a trash can? Are you sick if you don't like mutton and still ask for haggis noodles?"
Dongfang was fascinated but smiled and said nothing. He let her say what she said magnanimously, lowered his head and ate his noodles gracefully.
The so-called slap could not make a sound, he did not make a sound, and she could not curse. After being angry for a while, she started using her chopsticks again and ate all the mutton that he put into her bowl.
After finishing the noodles, she took out the money and paid it to the shop owner.
What she gave was a fifty-fifty note. After the shop owner took her money, he gave her thirty-four yuan in change.
"Hey, boss, a bowl of haggis noodles costs 8 yuan. I gave you 50 yuan, so you should pay me 42 yuan?" She counted the money in her hand and said to the shop owner with concern.
The shop owner looked at Dongfang Fan with a smile, "Miss, didn't your boyfriend also order a bowl of haggis noodles? Two bowls cost 18 yuan. You give me 50 yuan and I'll give you 34 yuan. That's right.
."
"He, he is not my boyfriend." She hurriedly explained.
"Oh, Miss, please stop teasing me." The shop owner couldn't bear it and said with a smile, "I even saw him touching your thigh under the table, and he put his arm around your shoulder and
You didn’t resist even if he touched your legs, so what if he’s not your boyfriend?”
When he said this, Mo Hanya's face suddenly turned as red as a cooked shrimp, "I, I, he, he..."
"It's up to me." The shop owner said nicely, "Your boyfriend feeds you noodles and puts all the delicious food into your bowl. I've seen all these little things. You,
Don't be ignorant of your blessings when you are surrounded by them. Cherish having such a good man by your side." After saying these words with sincerity, he walked away.
Uh, how come this store owner sees both what should be seen and what shouldn't be seen? Does he also have eyes behind his back?
Mo Hanya was angry and puzzled. She collected her change, got up and left without even looking at the Oriental fan behind her.
Dongfang was so alert that as soon as she stood up and took a step, he immediately followed her, like a follower.
After eating, she walked into the alley. Mo Hanya still couldn't recognize the way out, so she turned and rolled her eyes at him, "Don't just follow me and don't say anything. Tell me which way to go?"
He smiled without saying a word, took a step forward, took her hand and walked towards a road on the left.
"Hey, let me go, don't hold me." She didn't want to be held by him, so she kept squirming and screaming along the way, "Do you hear me? I told you to let go..."
Dongfang Mi turned a deaf ear and speeded up his pace slightly. In less than ten minutes, he took her out of the alley, held her hand and walked to her red car, then reluctantly let go of her hand.
She hated him fiercely, quickly took out her car keys, opened the door, and angrily got into the car.
Oriental fans are not fuel-efficient. When she got into the car, he went around to the other side, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat next to her.
"Hey, who allowed you to get into my car?" She gritted her teeth angrily, "Get out of here quickly."
"I'm your boyfriend, why can't I ride in your car?" He turned to look at her and asked with a charming smile.
At this time, she suddenly remembered the things he used to take revenge on her family, and she felt particularly uncomfortable. Her eyes under the sunglasses were secretly wet, "Dongfang Fan, I don't have a boyfriend like you, you...give it to me
roll."
She said the word 'get out' particularly hard.
Dongfang Mi felt a dull pain in her heart, and then she pretended to be nonchalant, "I'm not going to get out." After speaking domineeringly, he quickly leaned towards her body, pressed her bumpy body forcefully, and held her with one hand.
He tightened her waist, took off the sunglasses on her face with one hand, and looked at her increasingly delicate face with ambiguity.
She blushed and was stunned for a while, then struggled hard and said, "Dongfang Fan, you stinky scoundrel, get up."
He pressed her tightly, grabbed her small hand that was rejecting her with one hand, and said almost pleadingly: "Baby, please don't be angry, okay? Give me a chance, let's get back together and get back to the old relationship, okay?"
I don’t know why, but after hearing these words, her heart felt very sore, and her nose also felt very sore. Tears suddenly flowed down her face, and she shook her head excitedly, "No, no, no, no, Oriental fans, I don't know."
I will give you another chance to trick me and lie to me."
"Baby, listen to me." He was full of patience, and his heart ached when he saw the tears in her eyes. "I will never do that again. I promise you that I will never play tricks on you again."
I won't lie to you either. Baby, please believe me once, I... really love you."
Does he really love himself?
She didn't know, she knew she shouldn't believe his words, but her sore and painful heart was still shaking.
When she was silent and dazed, he lowered his head and kissed away the tears in her eyes bit by bit. The tears on her face swallowed all the bitter tears into his stomach, and then kissed her gently.
He took hold of her beautiful red lips that he had wanted to ravage for a long time, suppressed the violent desire in his heart, stuck out his tongue, carefully traced the shape of her lips, and gently sucked her soft upper and lower lips...
"Uh 7e" She felt itchy somewhere when he kissed her. She knew clearly that she should push him away without hesitation and give him a loud slap in the face. However, when she raised her hand, she couldn't use the strength. She was so scared.
I found that my soul seemed to be sucked away by his romantic and sweet kiss...
She was entranced by his kiss, which seemed to be a good omen.
The devil smiled secretly and became uncontrollably excited. His lips and tongue quickly became wild. He forcefully pried open her teeth and captured the city without leakage. He hooked her uvula and licked her warm mouth.
In the crazy entanglement like a violent storm, they let the intertwined saliva overflow the corners of their mouths...
His kiss was so strong and full of passion. Even if she couldn't breathe, he continued to kiss her passionately.
The sky turned dark at some point, and the intimate street lamps lit up their ambiguous orange-red lights one by one.
Mo Hanya couldn't bear it anymore. When one of his hands reached into the panties under her skirt, her whole body trembled like an electric shock, as if she had woken up. With both hands, she tried her best to push away his pressure.
The strong chest on his own chest, "Well... I'm fascinated..."
Dongfang Mi's eyes were full of confusion, "Oh... baby, your mouth is full of mutton taste... Haha..."
She glared at him, "My mouth smells like mutton, and your mouth smells like garlic. It stinks like hell."
He liked the way she glared at people, that look was very sexy. A closer look revealed that the guy hidden in the crotch was hard. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he kneaded her hard with one hand through the thin fabric, squeezing her orgasm.
She was firm and round, and with rapid breathing, she lowered her head and wanted to kiss her passionately again.
"Uh, don't." She shrank her head, quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth that he almost kissed, and found that his hard part was lowering her lower body, and looked at him displeased, "Oriental fan, I'm warning you.
, don’t push yourself too far.”
"Hehehe7e" He smiled evilly, took away her hand covering her mouth, and provoked her with arrogance, "Baby, don't even think about sleeping tonight."
Uh, what do you mean by this? Does it mean that he wants to do that kind of thing to himself and forcefully occupy him for a night?
When she thought about it, her face immediately turned red, and she hit him on the chest angrily, "You bastard."
"Hehehe 7e" He smiled proudly, in a good mood, and allowed her to beat her without any pain. When she was tired, he kissed her mouth that was red and swollen from his own kisses again.
.
At this time, something unexpected happened. Just as he fed his tongue into her little mouth, a traffic police car stopped next to them.
Soon, a young traffic policeman came over and knocked on the glass window next to the driver's seat.
‘Boom boom boom 7e’
Being suddenly disturbed, Dongfang Fan got a little angry. He stopped kissing with great reluctance, slowly pressed the window button, slightly opened his deep, dreamy eyes, and asked in an extremely cold and arrogant voice: "Little traffic policeman, are you there?"
What's up?"
Mo Hanya still remembered that she was Liu Mengmeng. When the car window was pressed down, she quickly buried her entire face in Dongfang Fan's frighteningly hot chest, unknowingly making a gesture of throwing herself into the embrace.
This young traffic police officer may have just started his career, and he was about to say that parking is not allowed here, but when he met the intimidating eyes of the Oriental fans and saw their intimate postures that seemed to be about to do that kind of thing in the car, his face turned red shyly.
He turned red and quickly said: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you go on, you go on." After saying that, he quickly turned back.
As soon as the little traffic policeman left, Dongfang Mi immediately closed the car window and held up the delicious face buried in his chest with a loving look on his face, "Baby, let's continue."
She blushed angrily and said, "Keep on talking nonsense." People are like this.
"Hehehe..." He smiled happily, "So my baby can also say dirty words? Haha, baby, tell me one more thing."
She rolled her eyes at him, "Uh, you're sick." Yinluo pushed him away hard, raised her eyes, and inadvertently saw a paparazzi car in the rearview mirror, and screamed in her heart.
I made a bad sound, stepped on the accelerator, and started the car quickly.
Her driving skills are good, and she can fly smoothly on roads with many vehicles. In less than ten minutes, she passed dozens of cars. She mastered the steering wheel skillfully and looked calmly in the rearview mirror.
Check to see if there are any suspicious vehicles that have been tracked.
Three years later, through these details, Dongfang Fan secretly admitted that he had to look at her with admiration. This woman, from an ugly duckling who only sang on the bar stage, has transformed into a girl who flies higher and higher.
, the white swan that makes men want to eat more and more.
After a long period of silence, he looked at the rearview mirror, hiding a hint of a smile, and asked in an awkward tone: "Baby, what's wrong?"
Mo Hanya ignored him and continued to drive faster.
He started talking again, "Safety is the most important thing. Don't drive so fast. If you speed like this, you will be caught by the police."
"Eastern fan, shut up." She glanced at him and shouted angrily.
"I know that good advice is unpleasant to the ears, but I do it for your own good." At this time, he looked a bit like Tang Monk giving a lecture.
"Are you blind? Didn't you see the paparazzi car coming up?" She felt dizzy and shouted louder.
"Oh." He pretended to be suddenly enlightened, suddenly turned to look at her with bright eyes, and smiled happily, "Haha, having a superstar girlfriend is really exciting."
She turned her head and glared at him bitterly, "Let me declare once again, I am not your girlfriend. We had no relationship three years ago. Now that things have happened, you should stop having random relationships here."
He was not angry at all. Thinking of something, there was still a smile on his face and eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit that you are my girlfriend, but you have to admit that you are the mother of my child, haha
, Baby, where is our child? Where did you hide her? Tell me, is it a boy or a girl?"
After hearing these words, her mind was a little confused. She was silent for a moment, her eyes were faintly wet, and she said in a low voice: "Don't think about things too well. I'm... not that infatuated with you."
Dongfang Mi's face darkened, "Baby, what do you...mean?"
She turned her head and looked directly into his charming eyes, trying her best to smile indifferently, "When I was more than four months pregnant, I went to the hospital to have an abortion."
Hearing this, Dongfang Mi suddenly felt his head pounding, and the smile on his face and eyes suddenly disappeared. He frowned slightly and looked at her in disbelief, "Baby, you, are you?
Are you lying to me?"
"Lying to you?" She smiled lightly, "Do I need to lie to you? When you asked the doctor to secretly perform an abortion on me, wasn't it because you didn't want me to give birth to your child? I aborted you.
The child is exactly what you want."
"..." Dongfang Mi was speechless. He felt that his heart had been stabbed unexpectedly. There was no blood, but there was an indescribable dull pain. His handsome face was horribly gloomy.
Seeing him like this, Mo Hanya felt uncomfortable.
She didn't know if she had misunderstood him. She moved her lips. When she wanted to say something to lighten the atmosphere, she didn't expect that her car actually hit a black Rolls-Royce coming from another road.
.
‘Boom 7e’
At the same time as there was a loud bang, the car shook violently several times. She was so shocked that her mind went blank and she didn't know what to say.
The moment the car crashed, Dongfang Mi instinctively threw himself on her body to protect her, just like when he shielded her from a bullet. When the car stabilized, he held her face nervously and looked at her with worry.
"Baby, how are you? Are you hurt anywhere?"
She looked at his really worried face, paused for a moment, and shook her head, "No, I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy - what about you?"
Dongfang Mi breathed a sigh of relief, hiding the flash of tears in his eyes, and smiled charmingly at her, "I'm fine too."
At this time, a thin man wearing black-rimmed glasses got out of the hit Rolls-Royce and walked to their car angrily, "Hey, hey, hey, how do you drive? You don't have eyes."
Really? Get out of the car quickly."
"Uh 7e" Mo Hanya sighed with a headache. Knowing that it was her fault after all, she pushed Dongfang Fan and dared to take responsibility, opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car.
"Just stay in the car, I'll go talk to him." When she was about to get out of the car, Dongfang Mi took one of her hands and said to her seriously.
"No, I'm the one who caused this. I'll go." She said firmly.
"Hanya, I..."
She smiled lightly and said, "Don't argue with me, I am the one driving the car. Don't forget, I am not only Mo Hanya, but also Liu Mengmeng. I am sure that I can solve this matter very well and let him be at peace."
"After speaking confidently, he opened his hand, walked out of the car gracefully, and walked up to the yelling man with an apologetic look on his face, "Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
There were street lights and car lights on the roadside. The thin man could see her face clearly and found that she looked familiar. He lowered his tone slightly and said, "Miss, how do you drive?"
It doesn't matter if you crash the car, but don't crash anyone. Do you know who is sitting in our car? If you hurt him, I'm really afraid you won't be able to take the responsibility."
Hearing this, Mo Hanya looked curiously at the Rolls-Royce behind him, wondering in her heart, could it be that the Emperor was sitting in it?
"Miss, let's stop talking nonsense. You hit our car, so it's useless to say sorry." The thin man continued to argue with her.
She nodded with a smile, "Yes, yes, I know that. Sir, tell me, how much compensation do you want me to pay?"
"..."
…
Sitting in the Rolls-Royce was a rather handsome young man.
He had closed his eyes and meditated in the car, but he was no longer tired after being restrained by the car. He straightened his body and waited for the skinny man to solve the problem.
Suddenly, he heard Mo Hanya's voice. Perhaps he thought he had heard it before. His hazy and beautiful eyes blinked thoughtfully, then he pressed the window and looked outside.
In an instant, he saw the perfect profile face in his memory, his calm heart suddenly jumped, he quickly opened the car door and got out of the car, looked at the woman without blinking, and uttered a sound with mixed emotions.
,"sister……"
Hearing that voice, Mo Hanya turned her head. She felt that he was familiar at first glance and looked at him intently.
The slightly long chestnut brown hair on his forehead slightly covers a pair of charming poetic eyes. He has thin lips, fine white skin, and a perfectly high bridge of nose.
"Zifei?" She recognized him quickly. She had no idea that after so many years, the two would meet under such circumstances. Her heart was filled with joy and sadness, and in her beautiful big eyes, a feeling of sadness gradually emerged.
Tears.
When she called out his name, Mo Zifei was extremely excited, "Sister..." His eyes quickly filled with tears, and he ran up to her and hugged her as tightly as he could, "Sister... sister
...I'm back, I'm back..."
"Haha..." Mo Hanya smiled with tears in her eyes, "When did you come back? Today?"
"Yes, today." He nodded without telling her. As soon as he came back, he went to City A to look for her. When he learned that she had arrived in City T, he immediately came to City T without even bothering to go home to see his mother.
The skinny man on the side looked puzzled when he saw them hugging each other.
Sitting in the car, Dongfang Fan saw the intimate scene of them hugging each other, who had no blood relationship, and felt extremely uncomfortable. Seeing that they hadn't been separated for a long time, he couldn't bear the sour breath anymore, so he exerted all his strength.
He opened the car door, prepared to go down and separate the two of them, and pulled Mo Hanya into his arms.
But just when he opened the car door, several paparazzi cars drove over and quickly stopped around them. Dozens of reporters in the car carried long guns and short cannons and surrounded the two people hugging each other.
, squeezing the skinny man who wanted to step forward to protect Mo Zifei and send him aside to enjoy the cool air.
The scene at this moment gave Mo Hanya a headache. She quickly pushed Mo Zifei hard and winked at him, signaling him to let go of her quickly.
Mo Zifei was in a completely different mood from her at the moment. He looked at the reporters around him, smiled to himself, pretended not to understand her expression, and continued to hold her tightly as if nothing had happened.
"Liu Mengmeng, is the reason why you are absent from the new album launch conference in City A today because you are coming to City T for a tryst with your mysterious boyfriend today?"
"Liu Mengmeng, your mysterious boyfriend is so handsome. Can you introduce him to us?"
"Liu Mengmeng, how far have you and your boyfriend developed?"
These reporters kept buzzing with questions like flies. Mo Hanya felt that her head was about to explode. She was afraid that they would write random things in newspapers and report on TV, so she hurriedly frowned and explained in a hurry.
, "Please listen to me...you have misunderstood. He and I are brother and sister, not the kind of relationship you think."
"Ah? This handsome guy, are you really brother and sister?" A female reporter immediately handed the microphone to Mo Zifei.
Mo Zifei looked at Mo Hanya who looked anxious, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a charming smile like bathing in the spring breeze. Under the expectation of the reporters, he said crisply: "I am six years younger than her, so
We sometimes call ourselves brother and sister."
He said so ambiguously that Mo Hanya became even more anxious and secretly tugged at the corner of his clothes.
"Does this mean you are not biological siblings?" the female reporter then asked.
"My surname is Mo and her surname is Liu, how can we be siblings?" Mo Zifei ignored Mo Hanya's signal and calmly explained to the reporters softly, "We don't look the same at all.
It’s not like that.”
"It means you two are siblings? Are you in a relationship?"
Not only did Mo Zi stop laughing, he only gave the reporters a meaningful smile, then he hugged Mo Hanya's waist tightly and walked to his luxury car, "Please give way, it's very late now, we
It’s time to go back and rest.”
As soon as he said this, the reporters around him thought that the two of them had that kind of relationship and followed him even closer.
"Liu Mengmeng, this little boyfriend of yours is very similar to a mysterious artist with a high price abroad." An older male reporter stared at Mo Zifei's face and said suddenly, "I am fortunate enough to have met him.
One look at that person's photo, and I really feel that your boyfriend looks a lot like him. I would like to ask, is your boyfriend the same as him?"
"Liu Mengmeng, please answer our questions..."
"Mr. Mo, could you please tell me your identity?"
Mo Zifei remained calm and composed throughout the whole process, "Sorry, we have no comment." He said politely, hugged Mo Hanya and got into the car, "Sister, get in the car quickly."
Dongfang Mi kept looking in their direction. Several times he wanted to rush up to hold Mo Hanya and let her stand with him. However, he finally suppressed the impulse rationally because he knew his current identity.
It's not glorious, I thought sarcastically in my heart, how can a prisoner who has just been released from prison be worthy of standing with a popular superstar at the height of his power?
The moment Mo Hanya got in the car, she looked towards her red car, looking through the surging crowd, and met the mysterious eyes of Oriental fans that she couldn't see clearly, and her heart suddenly felt cold and sad.
Feeling all over the body.
"Sister, get in the car quickly." Mo Zifei ignored Dongfang Mi's existence and urged her to get in the car, "Hurry up."
She frowned, turned her head resolutely, and quickly got into the car.
When the car door closed, blocking out the many noisy reporters, her eyes suddenly became wet, as if she knew that this small car door also blocked the fate and affection between her and him.
She got in the car and got into Mo Zifei's car.
The moment the car door closed, Oriental fans could no longer see her figure.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that she was so far away from him. Rare ripples of sadness arose in his heart, and tears flashed secretly in his eyes. Before the reporters noticed him, he turned around,
Walking quietly in the night, alone, walking so lonely, so... nothing.