"Cen'er, why! Why did you choose him? He didn't hurt you enough?!"
"Zihang, I'm sorry, I...I didn't keep my heart and fell in love with a man I thought I would never fall in love with..." Su Cen lowered his eyes and stopped looking at his hurt eyes.
His voice was clear, "In the past two years, I deliberately didn't think about it or face it. I thought I had forgotten it, and I thought my heart was dead. But when he appeared in front of me again, I could hear him clearly.
I can't let go of the sound of my heart beating faster..."
Zhang Ailing once said, "The passage to a woman's heart is a woman's guide!" This sentence came true for Su Cen, she just didn't have the nerve to say it.
"Cen'er..." Cheng Zihang looked at her sadly, shrouded in despair. There was truly no going back between them!
Su Cen sighed and raised her head. There was no love in her eyes when she looked at him, only the indifference between friends.
"Three years ago, I gave up love and lost you for the Su family. Today, three years later, I want to be selfish and willful, follow my heart, and give each other a chance..."
Cheng Zihang staggered and fell on the stool, looking into her eyes, as if he saw a different answer in her eyes, but Su Cen's clear and firm eyes made him dare not look directly, and closed his eyes in pain.
On the eyes.
"Zihang, I'm sorry, forget me..." Su Cen turned around with red eyes, "Yu didn't come, so you can say goodbye to Yu for me. I hope you guys take care of me, and thank you for taking care of me over the past two years!"
Cheng Zihang looked at Su Cen's back with complicated and sad eyes. Shen Mohan was indeed not a person who would give up. Just this morning, he attacked the Nangong family's industrial chain with lightning speed, causing heavy damage to the Nangong family. Nangong
Yu Zheng was very anxious to deal with various disputes in the company.
Su Cen just followed Shen Mohan back to his home in France.
"Cen'er, welcome home!" As soon as she entered the door, Han Xuanfei rushed over and gave her a big bear hug!
"Xuanfei, how are Irene?" Su Cen asked gently without pushing him away.
"Okay, I'll just talk about you all day long! I haven't told her when I came here, otherwise she would definitely come with me! Let's give her a surprise when we go back! She will definitely cry with excitement!"
"Fuck me! Don't hold my wife like this, you think I'm invisible!" Shen Mohan pushed him away with a look of disgust.
Han Xuanfei squinted at someone with a dark face, "Look at how stingy you are. You deserve to have to sleep with someone else's huge photo for two years!"
Shen Mo Hanjun's face was slightly red, and he flew over and kicked him, "Get out of here!"
Su Cen looked at the slightly embarrassed Shen Mohan with a smile, "Is it true? I remember you have a lot of confidantes."
"Sister-in-law, it's true." Ling Yue, who had just walked in, heard their conversation and came over to help, "Brother, I have been in love for the past two years. Not to mention my confidante, even the animals at home are all male.
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Su Cen laughed out loud.
Several people laughed, and Shen Mohan laughed and cursed, "It's your uncle! Why didn't I realize that you have such a good eloquence!"
Finally able to return to his room, the air was instantly filled with ambiguity. After Shen Mohan finished taking the medicine, Su Cen hurriedly hid in the bathroom to take a bath. After taking a bath, he came out, wearing a set of pink silk pajamas, and his whole body was tender.
Like a stamen waiting to bloom.
Su Cen imagined many scenes. In this literary and artistic environment, her husband should be working overtime in the study, or drinking red wine and reading magazines. Unfortunately, this is not a novel. She came out and saw Shen Mohan cutting his nails, and watched as he cut his nails.
The broken nails were buried in the soil of the flowerpot.
I couldn't help but chuckle, Shen Mohan was so funny like this.
"Cen'er, why are you laughing?" Shen Mohan stared at his wife who had just come out of the bath, and swallowed with a "gudud" sound. This feeling of not being able to eat meat in his mouth was really uncomfortable.
"Nothing, I'm just curious about why there are so many women's clothes in your room." Su Cen didn't dare to look at him and asked seemingly casually.
When she was just taking a shower and getting clothes, she discovered that there were a lot of women's clothes in his wardrobe, and the labels were not removed. She couldn't help but look at them, and they were all in her size, which made her heart churn.
Shen Mohan touched his nose with some embarrassment, "Cen'er, they are all prepared for you. They are all your favorite brands. Every year when they launch new models, I will buy a batch for you. I hope that one day you will come back.
To have clothes to wear..."
It would be a lie to say that such a man is not moved. Su Cen looked at Shen Mohan with a sore nose, "Why are you so sure that I will come back?"
Shen Mo finally finished cutting his nails. Su Cen knew that his weakness was sensitivity. But seeing Shen Mohan's appearance at this time, Su Cen felt that "sensitivity" was pure bullshit.
This night made her realize that people will not lose to love, but to love.
It is never love that tortures people, only lust. Because it originates from your deepest instinct as an animal, therefore, it cannot be avoided, and it gnaws at the bones and the heart.
In fact, there are very few people in this world who dare to love and hate like Third Sister You, but there are more people like Second Sister You. You can watch Jia Rong add her own saliva and eat it bit by bit, but she dare not remain calm.
He accepted the Nine Dragon Pendant from Jia Lian.
Shen Mohan put down his nail clippers, held Su Cen in his arms, and massaged her gently, "Cen'er, to be honest, I'm sure God won't take you away so easily, but I'm not sure you will come back to me.
Around you,..."
Su Cen closed his eyes and enjoyed Shen Mohan's massage, and said with a pun, "Shen Mohan, are you tired?"
Shen Mohan looked at his wife with a smile: "You are my wife, why do you feel tired? I will be with you for the rest of my life, and you can't even hide from me!"
Su Cen smiled lightly.
Shen Mohan held Su Cen in his arms: "Cen'er, do you want to go to Shangri-La?"
Su Cen squinted at Shen Mohan: "Can you spare some time?"
Shen Mohan kissed his wife in his arms tenderly: "Time is the same as most women's ditches. There is still some squeezing. Of course, most women do not include my Shen Mohan's wife!"
He said and pinched her plumpness.
Su Cen immediately blushed: "I hate..."
Shen Mohan couldn't help laughing, "Then let's set off tomorrow! How about we go home after we get back from Shangri-La!"
Su Cen nodded. Shangri-La was a place she taught me. In fact, everyone has a Shangri-La in their hearts. It is a beautiful, ethereal snow-capped mountain holy city with the meaning of a mirage.
As expected, Shen Mohan took Su Cen and the others straight to Shangri-La.
Su Cen did not suffer from altitude sickness, but it was Han Xuanfei who did. Fortunately, he was in good physical condition. After breathing pure oxygen, his physical condition improved a lot, and his schedule for the next day was not delayed. Looking at Ling Yue and others' unresponsive appearance,
Han Xuanfei really felt a little suffocated.
We had lunch at a Qiangsai village at noon, then continued forward. Three hours later we arrived at the legendary Miyaluo, where we headed towards the graves of the deceased.
The Zhagulu River roars forward. There is a white bridge on the river. There are two neat rows of prayer tubes on both sides of the bridge railing. They have been touched thousands of times by devout believers. The Tibetan secret text engraved on it has long been blurred.
Unclear.
"Miya Luo" is a Tibetan word that means "fun dam". It is located in the Zagunao Valley, a tributary of the Minjiang River. The colorful colors, blue sky, white clouds, mountains and rivers form an intoxicating golden autumn picture. It just fits the bill.
Du Mu, a famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote a famous saying that "stops the car and sits in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February".
Su Cen, who was laughing all the way, pulled Shen Mohan to turn these prayer wheels all the way. The sounds from their wheels were tired and kind, as if they were telling the story of those desolate years, displacement, or fear. At the other end of the bridge, they seemed to be heard again.
Smile openly.
They have received all the attention of the Tibetans. Looking at these handsome and handsome men, the Tibetans always give them the most sincere smiles.
Especially Shen Mohan, those weather-marked women kneeled down devoutly to worship the Buddha in their hearts. When they stood up and looked at the handsome man like a god, they would smile happily with big white teeth.
Shen Mohan always responded generously to the enthusiasm of the Tibetans.
Han Xuanfei and Ling Yue stayed at the stall across the river to bargain. In just a short while, they bought a lot of souvenirs. Especially the stalls for children and the elderly were wiped out by him.
The sky was surprisingly blue, and a floating cloud passed by quietly in the distance, as soft as silk. Several lamas in the distance, wearing yellow crowns on their heads, were filing past while chanting sutras.
After dinner, Su Cen took Shen Mohan and sat by the hot spring pool of the hotel. The hot springs in Miyaluo were very clean, open-air, and the temperature was just right. The water in the pool was constantly steaming, and there were still mountains in the distance.
There is snow.
The night sky was clear. Su Cen raised her head and saw the stars in the sky. The sky was like a huge picture, blue and far-reaching. She had never seen such a wonderful scene in her memory. She looked at the clear night sky in surprise and said nothing for a long time.
. She didn’t know how to freeze the gorgeous starry night, so she had to close her eyes and quietly imprint it on her heart.
Su Cen took the initiative to snuggle into Shen Mohan's arms. This was the most relaxing day for Su Cen since the two met.
She happily lay on Shen Mohan's shoulder, and stretched out her hand, as if she could catch the stars in the sky.
"Mo Han, thank you, thank you so much! I'm very happy. I didn't expect it to be so beautiful here..." She took the initiative to kiss Shen Mohan's sexy lips, and stuck her tongue out of Shen Mohan's mouth, teasing.
With this man.
Shen Mohan's breathing became rapid. He took her little hand and grasped his huge penis. What she grabbed was a fiery "pillar"!
Su Cen blushed with embarrassment and bit Shen Mohan's nose with a smile: "Rogue...".