This wife can be any woman, not just her.

If she dares to betray herself, she must not stay -

thinking of this, munan city will not go to see it again. On the matter of Xiaoxi, she has a complex mind and enters it again.

Only, clenched hands, inadvertently, leak a trace of emotion.

....

Xiao Xi doesn't know that the scene in front of him has been seen by Mu Nancheng. Mo Yichen returns Holding a bunch of delicate and beautiful roses in his hand, he once stuffed them into his arms. The fragrant flowers lingered around him.

"For you, Xixi."

Mo Yichen's tone is warm and moist, and his feelings flow out of the eyes of the Phoenix.

For a while, Xiaoxi is facing the rose in her arms. She can't help but feel a little confused. Although love is on the edge, she doesn't say much After all, this is Xiaoxi's feelings, how to choose, all in her mind.

It's just that Xiaoxi is married, which is also a fact.

But Xiao Xi, just a moment of silence, is sending the rose back to Mo Yichen: "brother Yichen, I'm sorry. I can't take this flower... "

Mo Yichen's heart tightened, but his face didn't show. He just asked quietly, "what's the matter? Is it because I haven't been forgiven yet? It doesn't matter. This flower is used to make amends. I will give it to you every day later... "

Only love a tiny Zheng, can hear Mo Yichen, in the words serious, some kind of conjecture, from the mind out Is mo Yichen really moved about Xiaoxi, and then he likes Xiaoxi?

I really can't see that he is a prodigal son, a famous woman, with Chu Yan around him. Whether he is interested in Xiaoxi for a while, or is he sincere.

Just thinking about it, Xiaoxi is partial to her eyes, and her eyebrows and eyes are full: "elder sister, you go first. I'll wait, and I'll go... "

Must have, only love to nod, clear they must be need, good talk.

Waiting for love only to leave, Xiao Xi frowns and coagulates Mo Yichen, slowly moves forward and stops under a tree A white dress, with waist length hair, in the night shrouded, like lost angel.

Xiaoxi first turned her back to Mo Yichen. After struggling for several times in her eyes, the rose in her hand was still fragrant.

Finally, the eyes flicked through the struggle, pain, resolute, but also think of Mu Nancheng, the face of the handsome beauty.

Then, Xiao Xi threw the rose on her hand and it withered under the tree.

After that, Mo Yichen looks at such a scene. Feng Yan is sinking. He is about to go forward Xiaoxi turned back, fixed her eyes, and smiled brightly: "brother Yichen, I'm not Chu Yan..."

Inexplicably, she said such a sentence, Mo Yichen in a panic.

Unexpectedly, she followed up with a sentence: "so, I don't like roses."

Once, Chu Yan in front of her, more than once said that she likes roses, once in the first contact, Mo Yichen sent her roses every day Everyone is selfish. Xiaoxi doesn't really don't understand. She doesn't like roses very much.

Because Chu Yan, in the invisible, add a little dislike.

Obviously, Mo Yichen faintly thought of it and said with a light smile: "I don't like it. It's better to throw it away. Xixi, what do you like? What I'll give you is... "

"Mo, Yi, Chen."

Xiaoxi looks up and slaps her big face. It's too bright to stare.

At the moment, it's full of seriousness, with a trace of sadness: "I've already forgiven you for that. Besides, you didn't do anything wrong, so you don't need to look for me all the time... "

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