Chapter 104

Outside the door, Mo Xiuchen stood there, his slender body was like a sculpture, motionless.

Wen Yiyi's words to Wen Guxin are all heard by him.

At this moment, Mo Xiuchen's in the mind, have a kind of oneself also say not clear mood.

All kinds of complex emotions are intertwined.

But most of all, he did not think of the care.

He stood at the door, did not move, turned away, did not move to push the door in, just stood there, motionless, his black eyes staring at the door tightly.

It was not until the coolness came from the corridor that he recovered. His eyes flashed slightly, and then he had a new action.

Holding the doorknob in hand, twist open, Mo Xiu Chen steps a leg to walk in.

The room was dark. There was no light on. By the light from the corridor, you could see a person lying on the bed.

His slender figure came to the bed, with ink like eyes, staring at the man curled up on the bed without blinking.

She's still crying. She can't help crying.

In the quiet room, occasionally came her small whimper.

Wen Yiyi was hurt by Wen Guxin's words. His mind was in a mess, and he didn't find that there was one more person in the room.

Until the light of the room suddenly turned on, Wen Yiyi subconsciously looked up.

Stabbed by the light, Wen Yiyi quickly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. After a while, he lifted them up.

Looking at the man standing in front of the bed, Wen Yiyi's small face flashed a surprise: "ink Xiuchen? "

"Well." He answered faintly and sat on the side of the bed.

Looking at her red eyes, Mo Xiuchen pauses for a moment, reaches over and drops the teardrops on her face. He asks clearly, "Why are you crying?"

Wen Yiyi looked at him with red eyes, flat mouth did not speak.

That face wronged look, see Mo Xiu Chen in the heart suddenly of for a while, seem to be hit by what thing for a while, become some soft.

He reached out and touched Wen Yiyi's head. He felt the softness under his palm. He unconsciously held her waist, pressed her in his arms, and patted her on the back with his big palm to show comfort.

Who knows his such action, let Wen Yiyi cry more fierce.

Tears with broken line of pearls, how can not stop, petite body in his arms shivering.

Why are you crying more than before?

Mo Xiu Chen is tiny to frown, the tone is ferocious of blunt Wen Yi Yi way: "don't cry!"

The serious expression on his face choked Wen Yiyi, and he couldn't cry at once. He looked at him with two strings of tears on his face.

After a long time, Wen Yiyi just flattened his mouth, aggrieved: "you are so fierce!"

She was hurt by Wen Guxin. She was in a bad mood. She was wronged to death. What's wrong with crying? It's not to make him cry!

Mo Xiuchen saw her face aggrieved appearance, those two strings of tears still hang on the face, in the eyes the vapor is thick, like he says again her is not, want to cry rhythm.

Immediately, Mo Xiuchen's in the mind floated a silk of helpless meaning.

He raised his thick fingers and wiped the tears from her face.

Then he opened his mouth, and there was a trace of imperceptible tenderness in his cold voice, "don't cry, cry again and you will become a little cat."

After coming back in the afternoon, she didn't take off her make-up. After crying just now, her make-up on her face melted with tears, but with an expression of grievance, she looked funny.