Chapter 11

After a moment of silence, the other end chuckled, "OK, I see."

Mo Shi Qian, um, then hung up the phone and put the mobile phone in front of him.

Chi Huan lives alone, and the white Ferrari stops downstairs in an upscale apartment.

The woman on the co pilot opened her eyes and said, "here we are?"

Mo Shiqian directly got out of the car and opened the co driver's door for her.

Seeing that she was slow in movement, he bent over again and reached for her safety belt without saying a word.

"Mo Shi Qian."

Her voice was not as soft as usual. It was cold and hoarse.

"Well?"

"I'm not very well. I don't have the strength."

The man didn't speak. He took her out of the car and closed the door.

Chi Huan's forehead is against his shoulder, and her long hair like seaweed falls down and is blown up by the wind.

She called his name in a low voice, "Mo Shiqian."

"Well."

"I don't want to see gossip about it in the media."

"It will be dealt with."

Mo Shiqian walked into the apartment from the parking lot with her in her arms. The cool wind was blowing and the quietness was refreshing.

Chi Huan smelled his clear and familiar smell, and felt that he was suddenly too weak to add, "what did you do tonight?"

Her voice was always low, and after a word she seemed to dissipate in the wind.

A moment later, he said, "take care of my fiancee's troubles."

She murmured, "you are so kind to your fiancee..."

The moment the elevator opened, Chi Huan heard the man say a word in a very light tone, "Miss, in fact, you deserve better."

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As soon as the door of the apartment opened, Chi Huan took down her clothes as soon as she landed on her feet and handed it to the man beside her, "I'll take a bath."

Then she went straight into the bathroom.

Mo Shiqian looked at her back disappeared in the sight, also conveniently put the windbreaker on the sofa, then turned out.

The warm water ran from the top of her head to her toes.

In the dense water mist, her delicate face could not find the usual charming, cold and wooden.

Chi Huan was dizzy and sleepy. After washing for a long time, Chi Huan quickly closed the shower and wiped the water on her hair and body by pulling a towel. When she wanted to get the clothes, she found that she had nothing to bring in, so she pulled the towel and came out wrapped in her body.

Barefoot on the carpet to wipe hair, the whole apartment quietly close to death.

After tonight's experience, Chi Huan especially rejected the silence.

She pursed her lips and called out to the door, "Mo Shi Qian."

"Mo Shiqian..."

A few calls, her response is only their own echo, and deeper silence.

Have you left?

She frowns, does this man go also not say to her?

Chi Huan's depressed mood was getting worse and worse. At this moment, she especially hoped that he would be around her, even if he didn't speak or even stay in a room.

She's in the bedroom, he's out in the living room, that's fine.

She didn't have the patience to wipe her hair. She threw the towel on the bed, and then she took a nightdress out of the cupboard where she kept her personal clothes and nightclothes.

After looking at the half opened door, she gave up the idea of closing the door one second later -

she is the only one at home. It makes no difference whether the bedroom door is closed or not, just close the curtain.

Pulling off the towel and letting it slide onto the carpet, Chi Huan took a step forward, ready to get her nightdress at the end of the bed.

There was a sudden slight noise at the door.

Chi Huan suddenly realized what, a stiff hand, or the conditioned reflex turned his head.

Mo Shi Qian Qingjun's tall and straight figure stands at the door, the deep and calm pupil eyes slightly contract, stagnates on her body, the whole person also rigid in place for a time, did not make any response.

Chi Huan looked at him stupidly for three seconds.

Suddenly, her nerves were all of a sudden by the fire like reaction to come over, hands chest protection block in front of him, flustered and helpless roar at him, "you What are you doing standing there? You're not Have you left? "

In a few seconds, her pale and bloodless face seemed to have flushed into her brain and was about to drip out of her face.

Mo Shi Qian looked at her naked appearance, stiff without half silk relief, thin lips slightly open, voice low dumb, "I I went downstairs and bought some medicine. "

When he said this, his eyes were staring at her.

Chi Huan stayed for a few seconds, then roared at him, "do you still see? Get out of here

"Bang", the door was vigorously closed.

The man stepped back and took the door from the outside.

Chi Huan was shocked by the sound and stood in the same place as a fool.She was naked, she didn't even wear underwear, and there was no shelter in front of him except for her long hair.

Outside the door.

Mo Shiqian stood with his head down, breathing fast and disorderly, holding the doorknob with his right hand, which turned white.

He closed his eyes, but in a flash, he saw the scene clearly in his mind.

Chi Huan is very petite, holding in his arms is a small group. In front of the media and outsiders, Chi Huan has the dual temperament of a girl and a queen, and has been named sweet queen by the media.

He had seen her more than anyone else, but he had ignored her more than anyone else.

The skin is dazzling white, the legs are long and thin, and the snow on the chest is soft. It is not surging, but The shape was so beautiful that he even briefly imagined the feeling of the next hand.

Long seaweed wet hair fell on his waist and shoulders.

Just like a banshee, fresh out of the bath, with moisture and fragrance, innocent and full of fatal temptation, she looks at him with shocked and dull eyes, arousing the deepest desire in his body, like a beast.

When his body was hard and painful, he realized what was rolling in his head. He looked down a little and saw the reaction of the crotch being raised.

Closed his eyes, the man's laryngeal knot rolled up and down a few times, just overflow from the depths of a stuffy hum, cold sweat also from the forehead Qin, along the bridge of the nose, from the radian sexy mandibular drip.

Fifteen minutes later.

Chi Huan dressed neatly, or choose to open the bedroom door to come out.

She was wearing a long white dress, gray sweater, rare elegant collocation, and her long black hair was still wet.

As soon as the door opened, she saw the man standing in front of the French window in the living room. The night was full of the window. He did not know whether to watch or watch the night scene.

Biting his lips, Chi Huan is about to open his mouth. The man who hears the noise just turns around.

Deep static straight eyes fell on her face.

With four eyes facing each other, Chi Huan looks at his eyes, and the content just organized and prepared becomes blank again.

Mo Shiqian looked at her, then looked down at her bare feet on the carpet, curled up with toes.

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