Chapter 203

Chi Huan looked at him and said, "OK."

The man's tight pupil eyes slowed down, and his body was no longer so tense.

He carried her into the car, started the engine and turned on the heat in the car.

Chi Huan looks out of the window. The sky is low and gloomy, but the car is warm and quiet. The drizzle and cold wind are blocked out of the car.

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When I came back to the villa, it was already evening. The days were short in winter, and it was dark very early. Especially in rainy days, it became more and more gloomy.

In the villa, the lights are bright and the heating is on, which is more comfortable than in the car.

After changing the shoes and walking in, Li Ma brought a cup of hot tea with sharp eyes. "Miss Chi, it's cold. You'll feel better if you have a cup of hot tea. It's been soaked for a while, but it shouldn't be hot now."

Chi Huan took it over and pulled out a little smile on her lips, "thank you, Ma Li."

She took a few sips. "Then I'll take a bath first."

Mo when humble low eyes staring at her face, "good, wash down to eat."

She nodded and slowly went upstairs holding the glass.

Man standing in the bright light, tall and straight, short hair under the handsome face almost no expression, only a pair of eyes closely follow the back.

Until she completely disappeared in the field of vision, only to take back the sight, side toward the kitchen, light way, "let the chef tidy up the dishes, today's dinner I'll cook."

Chi Huan puts a bathtub of hot water in the bathtub, takes off her clothes and immerses herself in the water.

When the warm white mist of hot water wrapped around the nerve endings of her body, she felt that her body was very cold because she had been outside for a long time.

The chill that had invaded her dissipated a lot in the warm hot water.

Chi Huan is sitting in the water with her knees in her arms. She sleepily closes her eyes and wants to have a rest in this warm and warm environment.

After finishing the dinner, moshiqian went upstairs to ask the woman who had not come down for a long time to have dinner. He opened the door of the bedroom and saw the woman sitting in the sofa with her knees bent against her back.

She was wearing a plain sweater and her long, half dry hair was wet. She neither read a book nor looked at an iPad or a notebook. Her eyes looked out of the window at the continuous rain.

He went straight to her, attached to her body, directly hugged her, put his face on her delicate and soft face, and said in a hoarse voice, "it's dinner."

Chi Huan looked at him and nodded, "OK."

Mo Shiqian stood up straight and reached out to her.

She looked at the big hand that stretched out in front of her eyes. She still put her hand on it and put her foot in the fur mop. Then she got up and stood up.

Mo Shiqian made a table of dishes, more than enough for two people to eat.

A meal was very quiet, Chi Huan ate very slowly, and even looked very strange and serious, as if in a serious taste.

The man indulges her speed, also eats very slowly, but he is absent-minded slow.

About, her attention is on the meal, and his attention is on her.

The whole process was quiet and peaceful.

After dinner, Chi Huan sat on the sofa, holding the tea that Li Ma had made for her. The wall of the cup was a little hot, but the whole palm and fingers were warmed.

She looked down at the thin mist on the surface of the tea.

It seems that the rain outside is getting heavier and heavier. You can also hear the sound of pattering when you sit in the room.

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a moment not far behind her, or walked past.

He went to the tea table and picked up the remote control. He looked down at the woman who looked down at her head. "Huanhuan, let's watch TV for a while, huh?"

In fact, in today's Internet age, the middle-aged and the elderly prefer TV, while the younger generation, who want to watch anything, can find it online directly.

But TV has a kind of notebook incomparable advantage, is lively.

Even if the advertisement is placed, there is a lively sense of popularity.

And Chi Huan a quiet down, the whole villa seems to be quiet down.

"Don't open it," she said slowly, holding the glass and looking up at him. "I want to talk to you."

The man stopped holding the remote control hand, the fingers gradually became stiff, and then the stiffness spread to the whole body.

There was a few seconds of silence.

Mo Shiqian slightly bent over, put the remote control back, and then sat down on a single sofa next to him.

Unlike her casual and homely clothes, men still wear woolen sweaters in overcoats, dark gray and light V-necked, which is somewhat elegant and elegant, but more calm and gloomy.

"Well," he said, his voice was clean, like a stream in late autumn, cool and clear. His eyes, like the abyss, stared at her quietly and slowly. "I will listen to whatever you want to say, and I will do what you ask me. Your father's death is really because of me, the source is me, and also because of my poor protection. I know that you are sad and self reproach If you blame me and blame me, you can vent your anger. It doesn't matter if you ignore me... "The chef had already gone home from work. Li Ma, the only one who lived with them in the villa, didn't know where to work. The living room was very quiet, which made the man's voice more and more low and gentle, "except for breaking up, everything else is OK."

Obviously, it was she who said a chat, but she didn't say anything, so he said so much first.

Chi Huan looked at his face, raised his lips and laughed, "listen to what I want to say, and do everything I ask you to do But I haven't opened my mouth yet. You'll stop me from saying goodbye. There's no such thing as you. "

Typical want to suppress the first Yang, clearly overbearing is just not in the surface, but clearly buried in the bones of the strong.

When the ink modestly collected the eye color a little bit of set off the waves, low voice became tense, "you want to break up?"

Chi Huan looks at him, some emotion chokes in the throat, can't swallow, can't vomit out.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you It's not your fault, "she said with a smile as she looked at the tea without any heat." the choice was made by myself, and the result is of course my own responsibility. I can't blame you. "

Who is to blame?

She doesn't really know who to blame, Lawrence?

She put the water cup on the tea table and twisted her fingers, "I I'm very tired these days. I'm very confused in my heart and my mind I don't know how to face myself, so I don't know How should I face you... "

"So?"

Man's eyes staring at her, she still want to break up?

If she had to break up

This sentence passed through his mind, bringing waves and a little uncontrollable panic.

But immediately calmed down, the idea is clear and cold.

He won't divide it, anyway.

Chi Huan looked at his eyes and opened his mouth several times. He didn't make a sound. Finally, he said softly, "I want to be quiet..."

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