He stretched out his hand to clasp the back of Muxue's head, and pressed it slightly in his direction...
Muxue stiffened up, looking up at Du Junxi with her watery eyes like mist, watching as his lips got closer and closer, and finally they were touching Muxue's red lips.
But at this time,
Mu Xue suddenly turned her face away, and Du Junxi's red lips were pressed against Mu Xue's cheek. With a soft touch, the fatal feeling was like an electric current surging through the whole body.
Every pore is noisy, blood is flowing wildly, and there is an impulse that makes people want to forget each other and just want to continue.
The heart is beating wildly,
Do Junxi clearly heard Mu Xue's heartbeat, and Mu Xue also heard his strong and strong heartbeat.
his lips,
He did not leave Muxue immediately, but gently brushed her earlobe and spoke softly.
"You like me, right?"
With one sentence, Mu Xue, who was a little drunk, suddenly woke up, stretched out her hand to support Du Junxi's chest, sat down on the side, and said with a trembling voice of aggrievedness.
"Du Junxi, it's inappropriate for us to talk about this. I, I should go. I want to go see Qiya. He is still in the hospital and should be awake."
stand up,
Muxue packed her bag and rushed towards the door after finishing speaking. Du Junxi sat in the seat in front of the dining table, maintaining the ambiguous posture of hugging Muxue just now, motionless.
Even when Muxue left, he still maintained that posture and did not move for a long time.
…
My heart sank rapidly, and finally I fell into the ice cave. I finally knew that there were some things that I couldn't get past. I clearly promised Yihang not to get close to her anymore, but in the end I still broke my promise and couldn't do it.
.
But Mu Xue made her attitude clear. She wanted to abide by this rule and did not want to destroy his happiness with Shen Yuling, so she quit firmly.
…
Sitting blankly in his seat, the breeze from the window blew in. Looking from a distance, he looked a little lonely, a kind of pain that cannot be described in words...
*
Mu Xue hugged her bag, rushed into the elevator as if running away, and lay on the elevator wall, almost trembling.
Panting heavily, I walked out of the elevator and couldn't even breathe normally.
When rushing out of the famous villa, Mu Xue got into a taxi directly and asked the driver to go to the hospital. At the same time, she dialed Bai Anlun's phone number, but Bai Anlun didn't answer the phone.
After putting the phone back in the bag, less than a minute later, the phone rang again. I quickly took it out and saw that it was Do Junxi.
…
Feeling slightly startled, Mu Xue clenched her phone and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
The phone kept vibrating. It rang five times in total and then stopped ringing. Mu Xue lowered her eyes and stared at the phone. She gently slid it away and looked at the five missed calls, feeling a little lost.
Opening WeChat, I wanted to send a message to Du Junxi, tell him something, and explain the reason for not answering the phone...
But,
I don’t know what to say...
I typed the three characters Du Junxi, but I didn’t know how to continue. I deleted the three characters Du Junxi, then entered the word “I’m sorry…” and deleted it again…
My mood is always uneasy, floating up and down.
Holding the phone tightly, Mu Xue leaned back on the chair, always feeling uneasy. It was not until the driver turned around and told her that Ninghe Hospital had arrived that Mu Xue woke up, paid the money, and hurriedly walked towards the hospital.
*
When walking out of the elevator, Mu Xue saw that there were still some reporters guarding the door of the hospital. Mu Xue hurriedly lowered her head and covered herself with her bag, trying to get past them and walk towards the ward.
He moved there cautiously step by step, but when he was about to walk out of the circle of reporters, a male reporter suddenly rushed in front of Muxue and asked in surprise and joy.
"Is it Miss Su?"
"Hey, it's really Su Muxue, Miss Su. Miss Su, can you accept an exclusive interview with our TV station?"
"Miss Su, are you here to see Mr. Qiya?"
"Miss Su, I heard that Mr. Qiya became what he is today because he was emotionally injured and refused to take medicine and treatment, which led to his physical and mental breakdown, right?"
"Miss Su, I heard that you have relationships with many rich men. Is it true?"
"Miss Su, are you the same as Su Yingying? As long as you are a rich man, you are willing to accompany him. Is there not much difference between your prices?"
…
One after another vicious questions were spewed out of the reporter's mouth. Mu Xue suddenly became the target of everyone's attack. It was not necessarily an attack, but these frantic reporters would never let go of anyone they caught.
, desperately taking turns to bomb, it is best to make the other party lose control of their emotions, and then cause something to happen.
In this way,
The value of news is even higher.
Muxue blocked her head with her bag and let the dozen or so microphones in front of her approach her. She squeezed forward desperately, but the reporters knew she wanted to escape, so they formed a circle and blocked her.
…
The helpless girl's mind went blank at the moment. Looking at the scenes of questioning before her, she almost fainted.
"Miss Su, please tell me, Su Yingying can talk more than you. Don't you two sisters compare in private? You are both so beautiful, and you are liked by rich people.
…
The reporters were in hot pursuit. Muxue was spinning around and was forced to have nowhere to retreat.
When he was desperate, Do Junxi's appearance suddenly flashed in his mind. It would be great if he could come and rescue him.
At this time,
A warm palm gently placed on Muxue's shoulder. Muxue felt happy, is he here?
He hurriedly raised his head and looked happily, but what he met was Bai Anlun's eyes. Bai Anlun took Muxue into his arms domineeringly, and then waved his long arm, and with a heavy wave, the reporters who were huddled together staggered back.
After walking for several steps, Bai Anlun took this opportunity and walked quickly towards his office with Muxue in his arms.
When the reporters caught up, An Lun had already slammed the door.
Muxue gasped, hurriedly ran to the sofa, fell into the sofa, and did not react for a long time.
Bai Anlun looked at Muxue and felt a little nervous. This girl really didn't feel flat no matter where she went. The feeling of being shot while lying down would probably be uncomfortable.
"What are you doing in the hospital?"
"I want to see if Qi Ya wakes up. If it is really because of me that she got sick, I will feel bad about it."
"so……"
"That has nothing to do with you."
An Lun interrupted Muxue mercilessly. Muxue raised her head sharply and looked directly into An Lun's eyes, only to see him say something sternly.
"That's because he doesn't want to rest or take medicine, and he wants to break down his body. Are you also responsible for this?" He reached out and grabbed the back of Muxue's head, and pressed it slightly in his direction...
Muxue stiffened up, looking up at Du Junxi with her watery eyes like mist, watching as his lips got closer and closer, and finally they were touching Muxue's red lips.
But at this time,
Mu Xue suddenly turned her face away, and Du Junxi's red lips were pressed against Mu Xue's cheek. With a soft touch, the fatal feeling was like an electric current surging through the whole body.
Every pore is noisy, blood is flowing wildly, and there is an impulse that makes people want to forget each other and just want to continue.
The heart is beating wildly,
Do Junxi clearly heard Mu Xue's heartbeat, and Mu Xue also heard his strong and strong heartbeat.
his lips,
He did not leave Muxue immediately, but gently brushed her earlobe and spoke softly.
"You like me, right?"
With one sentence, Mu Xue, who was a little drunk, suddenly woke up, stretched out her hand to support Du Junxi's chest, sat down on the side, and said with a trembling voice of aggrievedness.
"Du Junxi, it's inappropriate for us to talk about this. I, I should go. I want to go see Qiya. He is still in the hospital and should be awake."
stand up,
Muxue packed her bag and rushed towards the door after finishing speaking. Du Junxi sat in the seat in front of the dining table, maintaining the ambiguous posture of hugging Muxue just now, motionless.
Even when Muxue left, he still maintained that posture and did not move for a long time.
…
My heart sank rapidly, and finally I fell into the ice cave. I finally knew that there were some things that I couldn't get past. I clearly promised Yihang not to get close to her anymore, but in the end I still broke my promise and couldn't do it.
.
But Mu Xue made her attitude clear. She wanted to abide by this rule and did not want to destroy his happiness with Shen Yuling, so she quit firmly.
…
Sitting blankly in his seat, the breeze from the window blew in. Looking from a distance, he looked a little lonely, a kind of pain that cannot be described in words...
*
Mu Xue hugged her bag, rushed into the elevator as if running away, and lay on the elevator wall, almost trembling.
Panting heavily, I walked out of the elevator and couldn't even breathe normally.
When rushing out of the famous villa, Mu Xue got into a taxi directly and asked the driver to go to the hospital. At the same time, she dialed Bai Anlun's phone number, but Bai Anlun didn't answer the phone.
After putting the phone back in the bag, less than a minute later, the phone rang again. I quickly took it out and saw that it was Do Junxi.
…
Feeling slightly startled, Mu Xue clenched her phone and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
The phone kept vibrating. It rang five times in total and then stopped ringing. Mu Xue lowered her eyes and stared at the phone. She gently slid it away and looked at the five missed calls, feeling a little lost.
Opening WeChat, I wanted to send a message to Du Junxi, tell him something, and explain the reason for not answering the phone...
But,
I don’t know what to say...
I typed the three characters Du Junxi, but I didn’t know how to continue. I deleted the three characters Du Junxi, then entered the word “I’m sorry…” and deleted it again…
My mood is always uneasy, floating up and down.
Holding the phone tightly, Mu Xue leaned back on the chair, always feeling uneasy. It was not until the driver turned around and told her that Ninghe Hospital had arrived that Mu Xue woke up, paid the money, and hurriedly walked towards the hospital.
*
When walking out of the elevator, Mu Xue saw that there were still some reporters guarding the door of the hospital. Mu Xue hurriedly lowered her head and covered herself with her bag, trying to get past them and walk towards the ward.
He moved there cautiously step by step, but when he was about to walk out of the circle of reporters, a male reporter suddenly rushed in front of Muxue and asked in surprise and joy.
"Is it Miss Su?"
"Hey, it's really Su Muxue, Miss Su. Miss Su, can you accept an exclusive interview with our TV station?"
"Miss Su, are you here to see Mr. Qiya?"
"Miss Su, I heard that Mr. Qiya became what he is today because he was emotionally injured and refused to take medicine and treatment, which led to his physical and mental breakdown, right?"
"Miss Su, I heard that you have relationships with many rich men. Is it true?"
"Miss Su, are you the same as Su Yingying? As long as you are a rich man, you are willing to accompany him. Is there not much difference between your prices?"
…
One after another vicious questions were spewed out of the reporter's mouth. Mu Xue suddenly became the target of everyone's attack. It was not necessarily an attack, but these frantic reporters would never let go of anyone they caught.
, desperately taking turns to bomb, it is best to make the other party lose control of their emotions, and then cause something to happen.
In this way,
The value of news is even higher.
Muxue blocked her head with her bag and let the dozen or so microphones in front of her approach her. She squeezed forward desperately, but the reporters knew she wanted to escape, so they formed a circle and blocked her.
…
The helpless girl's mind went blank at the moment. Looking at the scenes of questioning before her, she almost fainted.
"Miss Su, please tell me, Su Yingying can talk more than you. Don't you two sisters compare in private? You are both so beautiful, and you are liked by rich people.
…
The reporters were in hot pursuit. Muxue was spinning around and was forced to have nowhere to retreat.
When he was desperate, Do Junxi's appearance suddenly flashed in his mind. It would be great if he could come and rescue him.
At this time,
A warm palm gently placed on Muxue's shoulder. Muxue felt happy, is he here?
He hurriedly raised his head and looked happily, but what he met was Bai Anlun's eyes. Bai Anlun took Muxue into his arms domineeringly, and then waved his long arm, and with a heavy wave, the reporters who were huddled together staggered back.
After walking for several steps, Bai Anlun took this opportunity and walked quickly towards his office with Muxue in his arms.
When the reporters caught up, An Lun had already slammed the door.
Muxue gasped, hurriedly ran to the sofa, fell into the sofa, and did not react for a long time.
Bai Anlun looked at Muxue and felt a little nervous. This girl really didn't feel flat no matter where she went. The feeling of being shot while lying down would probably be uncomfortable.
"What are you doing in the hospital?"
"I want to see if Qi Ya wakes up. If it is really because of me that she got sick, I will feel bad about it."
"so……"
"That has nothing to do with you."
An Lun interrupted Muxue mercilessly. Muxue raised her head sharply and looked directly into An Lun's eyes, only to see him say something sternly.
"That's because he doesn't want to rest or take medicine, and he wants to break down his body. Are you also responsible for this?"