The night in the suburbs in midsummer is quiet, peaceful and slightly cool.
Mu Wanqing leaned on the sink in the bathroom, staring at her right hand that was thickly wrapped in gauze, and her arm that was exposed to the air and covered with hickeys, and lost her mind for a long time.
In her mind, the scene that happened between her and Yang Mufan in the lounge two hours ago came to mind involuntarily.
He couldn't control himself anymore and didn't think about it: when he discovered that her right hand was injured, he suddenly stopped moving, then exhaled a hot breath, suppressed the raging desire and fire in his body, and got out of bed to get some medicine.
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When she realized what she was thinking about, Mu Wanqing shook her head in great annoyance and anger. She suddenly turned around and looked at herself through the mirror: big waves with just the right curvature, fair skin,
Big, blurred and indifferent eyes...
Mu Wanqing's hand on the sink was firmly pulled into a fist: she was no longer the same Mu Wanqing as before.
The previous Mu Wanqing had died long ago due to Yang Mufan's cruelty.
She spent five years to arm herself with indifference, and now she will never be deceived or hurt by others.
With that man, it's even more impossible.
Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing stared coldly at herself in the mirror with her deep eyes, then raised her hand and slapped herself hard...
*********************************【Yang Mufan vs. Mu Wanqing】******************
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Three o'clock in the morning.
Mu Wanqing bathed herself with one hand, and carefully washed away all the scent that Yang Mufan had left on her body. Then she tiredly returned to the bedroom, curled up on the soft big bed, and planned to have a good sleep.
However, as soon as she fell into the dive, she keenly caught the sound of a car stalling at the bottom of the building.
She frowned and hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the coat on the side, put it on her shoulders, put on her slippers, and quickly went downstairs.
"Dong dong dong", she ran to the corner of the first floor and saw Ji Lianjing holding her coat and changing her shoes at the door.
Mu Wanqing strode up the small building and asked in a low voice: "Jing, where were you tonight?!"
When she came back, there was only Diaper at home, painting alone in the bedroom, and he was nowhere to be seen.
She wanted to call him, but after dialing out, she heard the "power off" prompt and suddenly realized that his cell phone, left for her, had been damaged by her.
The moment Ji Lianjing saw her coming downstairs, a warm smile appeared in her deep eyes.
While walking towards her slowly, he whispered: "I didn't go anywhere. By the way, why did you run home?! Aren't you in the hospital?!"
"The hospital was so boring, so I ran back." Mu Wanqing said, smiling playfully.
Although Ji Lianjing was smiling, and the wall lamp on the staircase was dim enough, Mu Wanqing still keenly noticed the fatigue on his face.
Ji Lianjing walked up to Mu Wanqing, rubbed her hair, and then said: "It's getting late, let's rest first. Are you going to work at rm tomorrow?!"
Mu Wanqing actually wanted to tell him that she no longer wanted to be in the entertainment industry and wanted to announce her withdrawal.
However, it was too late to think about it now. She planned to find free time tomorrow to have a good chat with him.
So, just as she was about to say good night to Ji Lianjing, a faint smell of blood suddenly stimulated her olfactory nerves following Ji Lianjing's movements.
Mu Wanqing exclaimed on the spot and asked worriedly: "Jing, are you injured?!" The night in the midsummer suburbs was quiet, peaceful and slightly cool.
Mu Wanqing leaned on the sink in the bathroom, staring at her right hand that was thickly wrapped in gauze, and her arm that was exposed to the air and covered with hickeys, and lost her mind for a long time.
In her mind, the scene that happened between her and Yang Mufan in the lounge two hours ago came to mind involuntarily.
He couldn't control himself anymore and didn't think about it: when he discovered that her right hand was injured, he suddenly stopped moving, then exhaled a hot breath, suppressed the raging desire and fire in his body, and got out of bed to get some medicine.
box……
When she realized what she was thinking about, Mu Wanqing shook her head in great annoyance and anger. She suddenly turned around and looked at herself through the mirror: big waves with just the right curvature, fair skin,
Big, blurred and indifferent eyes...
Mu Wanqing's hand on the sink was firmly pulled into a fist: she was no longer the same Mu Wanqing as before.
The previous Mu Wanqing had died long ago due to Yang Mufan's cruelty.
She spent five years to arm herself with indifference, and now she will never be deceived or hurt by others.
With that man, it's even more impossible.
Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing stared coldly at herself in the mirror with her deep eyes, then raised her hand and slapped herself hard...
*********************************【Yang Mufan vs. Mu Wanqing】******************
******************
Three o'clock in the morning.
Mu Wanqing bathed herself with one hand, and carefully washed away all the scent that Yang Mufan had left on her body. Then she tiredly returned to the bedroom, curled up on the soft big bed, and planned to have a good sleep.
However, as soon as she fell into the dive, she keenly caught the sound of a car stalling at the bottom of the building.
She frowned and hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the coat on the side, put it on her shoulders, put on her slippers, and quickly went downstairs.
"Dong dong dong", she ran to the corner of the first floor and saw Ji Lianjing holding her coat and changing her shoes at the door.
Mu Wanqing strode up the small building and asked in a low voice: "Jing, where were you tonight?!"
When she came back, there was only Diaper at home, painting alone in the bedroom, and he was nowhere to be seen.
She wanted to call him, but after dialing out, she heard the "power off" prompt and suddenly realized that his cell phone, left for her, had been damaged by her.
The moment Ji Lianjing saw her coming downstairs, a warm smile appeared in her deep eyes.
While walking towards her slowly, he whispered: "I didn't go anywhere. By the way, why did you run home?! Aren't you in the hospital?!"
"The hospital was so boring, so I ran back." Mu Wanqing said, smiling playfully.
Although Ji Lianjing was smiling, and the wall lamp on the staircase was dim enough, Mu Wanqing still keenly noticed the fatigue on his face.
Ji Lianjing walked up to Mu Wanqing, rubbed her hair, and then said: "It's getting late, let's rest first. Are you going to work at rm tomorrow?!"
Mu Wanqing actually wanted to tell him that she no longer wanted to be in the entertainment industry and wanted to announce her withdrawal.
However, it was too late to think about it now. She planned to find free time tomorrow to have a good chat with him.
So, just as she was about to say good night to Ji Lianjing, a faint smell of blood suddenly stimulated her olfactory nerves following Ji Lianjing's movements.
Mu Wanqing exclaimed on the spot and asked worriedly: "Jing, are you injured?!"
