President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

Hearing this, the corners of Su Zhan's mouth drooped: "I haven't lied to you."

Xia Cheng smiled irresponsibly.

She actually has a sense of anxiety about gains and losses, which is really inexplicable, even if she is a little different to this child, it shouldn't be the case.

"I really didn't lie to you." Su Zhan anxiously saw the careless smile at the corner of her mouth.

The boy's anxiety does not seem to be fake, and his eyes are full of sincerity.

If he can be fake in this way, what is true in this world? Forget it, she believed her eyes.

Xia Cheng stared at him for a few seconds, then pursed her lips and smiled: "I believe you."

Su Zhan grinned for a while.

"What are you talking about, so happy?" Liu Ziwen and her dancing partner jumped beside Xia Cheng and Su Zhan, and asked in surprise when they saw the rare smile.

Su Zhan immediately reduced his smile: "I almost stepped on Sister Orange with me."

"Oh? I think you dance well, not like a novice."

"When I jumped for the first time, Sister Liu said that I did well, which shows that I have a good talent."

"I haven't learned it, it is really talented." Liu Ziwen said and looked at them again. Just about to propose to exchange partners, Su Zhan has already let go of Xia Cheng: "I don't like this dance very much, go back. Can you sit down?"

"Well, good." Xia Cheng deserved it naturally.

Su Zhan nodded to Liu Ziwen, and then made an inviting gesture to Xia Cheng.

The two were well-behaved and returned to their deck positions one after the other.

As soon as Xia Cheng sat down, Su Zhan stretched out her hand again to pull her hand, she smirked and squeezed her hand into a fist, not holding him.

Su Zhan nuisancely mouth unhappily, touched her hand, let go, touched again, like a baby, and said with his eyes: "Take it, let it go."

This is his only benefit now, and it can't be taken back.

Xia Cheng smiled and looked away from the dance floor, letting go of her fisted hands.

Su Zhan felt her relaxed hand, and immediately put her fingers in between her fingers, and the corners of her lips bend again.

The two of them looked at other places and didn't talk a word, but their fingers were gently rubbing each other. The lingering feeling made people want to stop.

The prom was over, and before everyone returned to their seats, Xia Cheng withdrew his hands.

The two of them sat there, but they didn't communicate at all. No one would think that they had a good relationship, but they came here all night, and everyone accepted it.

"Ziwen, have you gained anything tonight?"

Liu Ziwen narrowed her mouth: "The conditions are not so good, I will ask for it, so let's go away, how about you?"

"Same, are we too picky?"

"It's pleasing to the eye, there is a certain degree of economic strength, do you choose? We are also the conditions, choose a matching one? Orange, do you want to choose?"

It turns out that they don't think that being single is the best choice, as they say, free, financially independent, and what they want to do. They are not here for pure consumption, but to find suitable men.

Xia Cheng was taken aback, shook her head and said, "Of course not, this is the minimum requirement."

"That's, what kind of world, come and drink."

Xia Cheng drank some with him, and Su Zhan acted as a bartender at this time, pour the wine for everyone.

At the end of the party, like the last time, Su Zhan and Xia Cheng sent several people home separately. Liu Ziwen was the last one and was even more drunk.

Xia Cheng helped her into the community, and when she was about to enter the elevator, Liu Ziwen swayed her hand and warned: "You and A Zhan are the only ones left. You must not think about him!"

Xia Cheng said helplessly: "I see, I can't afford to be crooked, can I?"

"Well, remember, you are not allowed to fuck him, otherwise I, I will be rude to you."

"Quickly go in, you have said it several times, A Zhan is just like your brother, don't allow others to hurt him, right? Remember, the elevator is coming, go in."

Xia Cheng helped Liu Ziwen into the elevator and helped her press the floor.

It's really tightly guarded, and it's not a close relationship. Why are you so nervous?

Xia Cheng glanced at the ascending elevator and turned and went out.

"Why is it so long? I thought something happened and wanted to break in." Su Zhan smiled.

Xia Cheng glared at him: "Why is Liu Ziwen so afraid of what I have with you? Don't you just drink wine occasionally?"

Su Zhan shrugged: "They said they would treat me like a brother, but what they said at the wine table has never been taken seriously. Moreover, my mother probably never gave birth to my sister, so my sister should be nonexistent."

Probably, should?

They are all uncertain words. Does he have a sister? Why does he use such uncertain words?

Xia Cheng was puzzled and wanted to ask, but he took her hand again and lowered her voice and said, "It's time to go back to our house."

Home, a pronoun of warmth, adds us, but it becomes full of endless reverie.

She couldn't bear to refute him, because he was borrowing from her to refute him, just telling him that he was a person who could only live in that kind of run-down neighborhood, thinking that he had done it on the construction site before now, although he was not doing hard work, so surely It was a lot of bitterness.

Xia Cheng squeezed his hand comfortingly: "Well, let's go home."

The two of them held hands all the time and didn't separate when they got into the taxi.

The driver frequently looked in the rearview mirror, Xia Cheng's face was hot, fearing being misunderstood is to lure a juvenile boy, Su Zhan insisted on taking it back.

The driver looked over again, and Su Zhan smiled softly: "Master, you also think the girlfriend I finally caught is very beautiful, right?"

"Pretty, beautiful." The driver smiled awkwardly, and took his gaze back.

Su Zhan cast a look of praise from Xia Cheng. Xia Cheng glared at him and said softly, "I don't care about you this time."

Their agreement said it was true that they had to pretend to be younger brother when they were outside, and he would let her presumptuously respond to her on this big night.

Without letting go in the car, it would be even more impossible for Su Zhan to let go when he entered a community where no one was outside in the dark.

In the elevator, Xia Cheng shook the hand held by the two of them, and said, "Have you held it long enough?"

"Not enough, I want to keep holding on." Su Zhan narrowed his mouth.

Xia Cheng gave him a funny look to see when he was going to take it.

It's getting late, and when they get home, they have to wash themselves and go to sleep.

Xia Cheng walked to the door of her room and turned to look at him: "Can you let it go now?"

Su Zhan reluctantly squeezed her hand, stared at her starry morning and sea eyes, hoarsely said: "May I give you a kiss."

I don't know if it was a drink, or the night was too dark, or the atmosphere at this time was too good, she did not agree but did not refuse, using silence to let him choose.

And he, really smart, slowly closed his eyes, bowed his head and kissed her...

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