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There was still no sound, no sound of water, or anything else.

A few seconds later, Mo Shiqian said again, "Happy ..."

The door suddenly opened, and the voice of the man stopped abruptly. He looked at Chi Huan who just appeared in front of him.

She apparently pulled out a bath towel and wrapped it casually. She only covered the key parts. Her fair skin, like nephrite, was wet, her long hair was loose, and scattered hair scattered everywhere, adding style. And sexy.

Mo Shiqian's gaze fell on her body, and she didn't move for a while, except that the throat knot rolled up and down, "Huanhuan."

Chi Huan held up his bath towel and looked up at him. "What did you just say?"

"..."

She frowned and laughed. "Do you mean, you don't have a clear head before you say you want to marry me?"

He looked at this cute little woman and really wanted to hug her.

"No."

She is still smiling, but belongs to the kind of skin smile but not smile. "Then don't you think I'm your woman anyway, so you can treat it casually? You don't need to get married."

She hasn't expected this man to be so romantic for so many years, but at least--

Proposal standard and procedures, no matter what the meaning is in place.

"No."

"Oh? Then you talk about it yourself, why are you so unconscious, and how do you make me think you haven't said anything?"

The man stepped in with his long legs inside, his arms wrapped around her waist, and he carried her into his arms.

The bodies of the two were mostly naked, with only the towel wrapped by Chi Huan in the middle.

"I want to marry you so much, so I don't want to say it," Mo Shiqian put her head in her arms, and lowered her head in a deep explanation, "It was my fault, I didn't see the occasion , You know, there wasn't much room for thinking in your head during the high tide. "

Chi Huan, "..."

She licked her lips, only to feel that the swollen balloon in her body was slammed, and then quickly slammed down, no more weather.

The man's hand touched her head, as if to soothe a small animal, and his voice was very masculine and low-dumb. "I will say it again next time depending on the occasion, so you just didn't hear it, eh? "

Chi Huan, "..."

Seeing that the woman was silent in her arms and didn't speak, he asked again in a low voice, "Huanhuan?"

Her arms wrapped around his neck, pretending to be indifferent, "I take a shower, I'm sweaty, and I'm really nasty."

Mo Shiqian bowed her head and kissed her crimson little face, hugged her, and walked directly inside.

Wash them together.

........

Chi Huan slept the next morning until noon. She thought that when she woke up, she would be attacked by the familiar and unfamiliar emptiness and panic, but when she opened her eyes, she realized where she was. And the mood is calm.

Maybe it was the large, smiling self wrapped in sunlight on the wall, or it was the atmosphere of the man in the pillows and bedding that made her feel at ease.

She wore a man's shirt, loose and sloppy. She cuddled to wear pajamas to sleep after taking a shower last night. Mo Shiqian couldn't get a shirt of his own for her.

Stretching casually, the light in the corner of her eyes glanced at her clothes neatly laid on the bedside.

There was also a note resting on it.

She reached over to look at--

"The clothes have been washed and dried, the toiletries are ready in the bathroom, breakfast is in the kitchen, call me after eating, and the car keys are on the coffee table."

The word is very strong, not very correct, and not particularly cursive, it should be a little cursive script.

She bent her lips and raised the corners of her lips, opened the quilt and walked briskly towards the bathroom.

........

Chi Huan spent two days in Paris. On the third day, she flew back to Lancheng on the evening flight. For no reason, she could only take a few days off in the drama crew, but it was limited to a few days. And there are many other preparations to be done.

After a reluctant farewell at the airport, she still pulled his sleeve and looked up and asked, "When are you going back to Lancheng?"

He touched her cheek with his fingers, his eyes were so deep, he smiled earnestly, and said lowly, "Soon."

"Then I wait for you."

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Hmm."

She tiptoed and kissed him on the chin, telling him, "This time, it is not allowed to happen again, and you are not allowed to eat, meet, or any other reason with any woman other than a working relationship for any reason. Contact privately. "

He smiled, "Yes."

"I'm leaving, miss me."

The man bowed his head and dropped two low words in her ear, "Love you."

............

Chi Huan returned to Lancheng.

Unlike the last time she returned, she already knew that Mo Shichen returned to Paris and returned to Clod-Summer. Just wait for him to gradually take over the things in his hands, Mo Shiqian will be able to return.

They have been together for a long time.

This time he returned, they could really be together.

She is still busy with the crew's affairs every day, while on the other side, she has an exotic relationship with Mo Shiqian a few time zones away. She is full and sweet and bubbling. Every day is beautiful.

That's almost a month.

One day she took a break during the rehearsal of the Drama Club and received a call from Yin Chengfeng who hadn't been in contact for a long time.

She was stunned when she saw the caller ID. It seemed that from his knowledge that Mo Shiqian had divorced and they had reunited, Yin Chengfeng disappeared into her life.

After he was discharged from the hospital, she had not seen it or had other contacts.

But she still answered, and then smiled slightly, and said easily, "Yin Shao, is there something wrong with me?"

Yin Chengfeng was silent for a while, and then asked directly, "Have you broken up with that man?"

Chi Huan froze, only feeling inexplicable, "No, what's wrong?"

"I listen to Youran, is he still in Paris?"

"Yes indeed."

Yin Chengfeng remained silent for a few seconds and asked lightly, "He's back, don't you know?"

Chi Huan stopped completely this time, subconsciously saying, "What?"

"It happened a few days ago. I saw him in 1999."

"How is it possible ... are you reading it wrong?"

Yin Chengfeng smiled, "He is with Feng Xing, and ... he is the object that can be easily mistaken?"

"You ... saw it with your own eyes?"

"of course."

Chi Huan didn't talk for a while, she didn't quite believe that Mo Shiqian would not tell her when she came back, but she intuitively felt that Yin Chengfeng didn't seem to lie-did he need to lie?