Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan could feel his hot and straight gaze.

She really didn't understand, how could a rich and handsome man like him be interested in a married woman like him?

He lifted her chin, forcing her to look at his dark and dark eyes.

His thin **** lips opened slightly, and his voice was low, "Your husband, who doesn't care about you, do you plan to entangle him forever?"

Tang Xinyan, "..." What does he mean?

Not waiting for what she said, I heard him say again, "I thought you were a proud and spine woman."

His tone was as low and cold as ever, but she could feel his ridicule and ridicule.

My chest seemed to be stung by something.

She pulled her face down and pushed him hard, "What kind of person am I, what do you do with President Mo?"

She always wanted to draw a clear line and keep a distance from him, because she knew that a man like him was too good and too dangerous.

Like a bottomless pool, she couldn't pry into his thoughts, let alone walk into his heart.

She had already suffered an injury from Fu Sichen, and became sensitive and fragile. She was really afraid of being injured again.

She couldn't even grasp Fu Sichen, who was a childhood sweetheart, let alone the unfathomable man in front of her who knew nothing!

Perhaps, he is just like those rich people, with the idea of ​​playing.

But she is different. Once she is involved in a relationship, she will be serious, even deep-seated.

Before she got out of the pain and shadow that Fu Sichen brought to her, she would not accept anyone!

Hearing Tang Xinyan's words, Mo Chiwei pressed his thin lips into a straight line, and his dark eyes were like black holes that swallowed people's hearts.

The surrounding temperature is stiff and condensing.

The voices of Jiang Na'er and Director Zhou were getting warmer and more intense, while the tension between her and Mo Chiwei became more and more intense.

Tang Xinyan's heart, like a tight string, seemed to break at any time.

This kind of silence and freezing lasted for about a minute, when Wei Mo Chi suddenly pushed her away, his slender fingers were on the door bolt, and he was about to open the door and go out.

Tang Xinyan reacted and grabbed his arm.

Jiang Naer and Director Zhou had just finished their work, and they hadn't left yet. He went out at this time, didn't he bump into each other?

Compared to her panic and nervousness, he seemed too calm and calm, as if he hadn't paid attention to the two people who had been stealing from the outside.

"Why, don't you want me to go?" He squinted his dark and dangerous eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up like a smile.

Tang Xinyan's red lips moved lightly, "Please, don't go out now."

He raised her chin, the eyes of the two intertwined, his thin lips opened slightly, "Kiss me!"

The implication is that if she doesn't take the initiative to kiss him, he will leave.

Tang Xinyan looked at him like a torch, knowing that he was not joking. If she didn't take the initiative to kiss him, he would immediately pull the door and leave.

The apex of her heart trembled fiercely.

Looking at him, there was a bit of shame and anger in the eyes.

Doesn't he have to make an inch of it, take advantage of the fire, and make it difficult for him?

As if seeing through her unwilling thoughts, his beautiful sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his long fingers clasped the doorknob again.

Tang Xinyan despised him in her heart.

The evil taste of your noble son!

She can't afford to offend and can only compromise.

Standing on tiptoe, she kissed his perfectly curved jaw.

Seeing her timid behavior, he curled his thin lips with interest.

Ask her to kiss his lips, but she kisses his jaw.

It tickled him.