Mr. Nie's daily marriage

Chapter 666 Nobody Can Replace Your Passed Wife?

In her nervousness, the man hung up the phone.

He didn't know when he had crushed that cigarette and thrown it into the ashtray.

Even so, when he stood up and was only half a meter away from her, she could still smell the smell of tobacco. She raised her eyes and saw his exposed chest muscles, and immediately moved her eyes away, fearing that she would not be able to control it .

"Well, I'm going out first."

She quickly passed him.

The next second, the wrist was gently held by someone, and a warm feeling flowed through the tip of her heart, causing a throbbing.

Almost the moment she stood still, the man let go of her hand.

"Are you a student at Kyoto University?"

His tone is like an elder's concern for the younger generation.

Mu Zhi didn't know why he remembered to chat with her about homework, and nodded his head.

With the sound of footsteps, his tall body walked in front of her, his waist was slightly leaned back against the table and cabinet close to the wall, one leg was slightly bent, and his pale eyes carefully looked at her expression.

"Why did you ask me that question that day?"

He casually picked up the teapot next to him and poured a cup of tea, his eyelids drooped, and his eyes fell on the beeping water column.

Mu Zhi's face turned cold, he really didn't expect him to remember her!

She stabilized her mind and looked into his eyes like an ordinary person, "It's just curiosity. Others say that you never forget your deceased wife. I don't believe that there is nothing in this world that time can't erase, so , I took a gamble with someone else, you have a girlfriend."

Nie Jiangye took a sip of the Maojian tea in his hand, and there was a faint smile in his noble eyes.

"How much did you lose?"

Mu Zhi was taken aback for a moment, but didn't immediately react from his words, and then picked a number casually, "Ten thousand."

"You can increase your knowledge with 1 yuan, and it is not wronged."

Mu Zhi understood what he meant, and his pupils fluttered up and down to his face, "So, in your heart, no one can replace your deceased wife? Even after decades, will it remain the same?"

At this moment, she saw that his eyes became dim.

He straightened up, put the teacup back on the table, and when he walked past her, he put his palm on her slender shoulders, and patted her on the shoulder like he would a man, "It's late, I'm going to sleep."

Mu Zhi knew that this was an order to evict the guest, but his body didn't obey, and he missed the warmth of his hand.

After going out that door, she sat slumped by the wall, her palms covering her hot cheeks, her heart pounding into her throat, this feeling seemed to return to the time of passionate love.

In the room, the fingers of the man's right hand were rubbing lightly, as if there was still a cold temperature on it.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly with a faint arc.

……

It was nearly 12:30 when Mu Zhi returned to He's mansion.

Looking up from downstairs, He Yan's window was still lit, and he didn't know if he was on business, or if he knew she would escape back and waited until now.

In any case, she knocked on the door of his room as she passed.

"Come in."

Mu Zhi pushed the door and went in, still wearing the same camouflage uniform, "Cousin, you haven't slept yet?"

The man sitting in front of the coffee table put down the documents in his hand, looked up at her, "Come in."

She went in with a smile, "Why aren't you surprised when I come back?"

"Drink this." He Yan didn't answer her question, and directly pushed a cup of tonic soup in front of her.

(End of this chapter)