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An Ran looked at Mi Xiaojia's back from a distance, his eyes flicked over the shadows, and he said quietly: "I didn't force myself to do things I'm not good at, I'm very happy."

Mi Xiaojia stopped packing her clothes, she hesitated for a moment, and looked back at An Ran.

An Ran stood far away with the backlight, there was an emotion in her eyes that she couldn't understand, she didn't explore it, and then speeded up the action of packing the clothes.

Not long after, Long Cang came to the small apartment, took the suitcase in her hand, hugged her shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Mi Xiaojia nodded silently, and walked out of the small apartment surrounded by Long Cang.

An Ran silently followed behind, seeing the woman she liked being hugged by other men, this feeling was uncomfortable.

Suppose there is such a kind of if, if Mi Xiaojia has ever been tempted by him, is it the same feeling when watching him embrace other women, sour, astringent, with a little helplessness and sad...

Mi Xiaojia could feel An Ran's gaze glued to her back, she took out the key and handed it to An Ran.

"If you don't live here, tell me that this house is a place that both Gong Si and I like. We spent a happy time here, which is of commemorative significance to us." Mi Xiao Jia smiled, and looked at the small apartment reluctantly.

She used to think that she would not leave here even if she got married one day, and she also thought about buying this house after she made more money.How did she know that people are not as good as heaven, so she still gave up.

"I know." An Ran put the key back into Mi Xiaojia's hand: "You keep the key, come here whenever you want to come back, this will always be your home."

Mi Xiaojia held the key tightly, nodded slightly, and Long Cang started the motor accordingly.

The car walked away slowly, and through the rear mirror, Mi Xiaojia saw An Ran standing in the same place, and his mind drifted away.

"Reluctance?" Long Cang's deep and hoarse voice awakened Mi Xiaojia's drifting thoughts.

She shook her head and said nothing.

Long Cang patted the back of Mi Xiaojia's hand, and said softly: "To be a man, one must look forward and forget about the past, you know?"

"I'll sleep for a while, call me when you arrive." Mi Xiaojia said, leaning on the back of the chair.

Long Cang smiled gently and slowed down the speed of the car so that Mi Xiaojia could rest better.

After that, Mi Xiaojia soon arrived at Long Cang's residence, it was not as luxurious as she imagined, it was all white and black, and all the furniture had a stern taste, just like Long Cang himself.

"This is our new house." Long Cang led Mi Xiaojia, who was looking around, to a spacious bedroom.

The windows are clear and clean, the colors are simple, and it is simple and elegant, but it does not lose style.

The bed placed in the middle looked particularly eye-catching, Mi Xiaojia glanced away and looked away.

"You should live in this room. I'll just find a room where I can lie down." Mi Xiaojia said with a narrowed smile at Long Cang, as sweet as he wanted.

"You girl, are you afraid that I will force you, a pregnant woman? I said that our new house is for you to live here. My bedroom is next door. When you need me, you can call me anytime. Me. But you have to know that in my line of work, life is in danger at any time, and I'm afraid it will hurt you, and that's the last thing I want to see." Long Cang lightly brushed Mi Xiaojia's forehead with a ray of unhappiness. Obedient hair.