forbidden zone of love

Chapter 8

Zhou Hui and Charlotte quarreled all the way.

Mo Xiaobei walked quietly beside Zhou Hui, pursed his lips and gave a knowing smile when he heard something funny, and then turned his head to look into the distance of nothingness. In the night, his quiet face was covered with a faint halo, Beautiful hazy and far away.

Charlotte glanced towards this direction from time to time, her clear eyes were like stars dotted in the sky, but she quickly turned away and continued to have a heartless spat with Zhou Hui.

At the end of the night, it seems that there is no light, and the darkness is scary.

Once upon a time, she was as carefree as Zhou Hui, talking and laughing heartily, being happy with the person she likes, like a spoiled child.

"Yan Hao Yan Hao..."

At that time, she was really an ignorant child, calling his name tirelessly, cuddling in his arms like a cat, coquettishly smiling, enjoying the happiness of being loved.

However, when did this spoiled child of hers grow up very quickly, like a flower blooming overnight, so fast that even she couldn't accept it.

If possible, she would rather remain that child and never grow up, because, in the world she grew up in, without him...

Buzzing, buzzing...

In the satchel, the phone rang.

"Mo Xiaobei, your phone is ringing!"

Charlotte heard it first, and pointed to her canvas bag.

"Well..." Mo Xiaobei came back to his senses, and smiled sweetly at Charlotte: "Thank you!"

Charlotte was stunned when she saw that smile, and before she could say it was okay, she had already lowered her head, her thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterfly wings, suddenly, she felt a little lost.

"Hey, mom!"

"Xiaobei, is Yuchen here? Your father has something to do with him."

"what?"

Mo Xiaobei was taken aback, and after gathering his composure, he leaned the phone to his ear again: "Don't Dad know the number?"

"He's a busy man. It's so easy to find him. If he can find it, he won't be looking for you. Is he there?"

"Uh, yes, yes, busy, I'll ask him to call you back later."

"Well, Xiaobei, try to be tolerant when you get along with others, don't be self-willed, Yuchen is a good boy..."

"Got it, Mom, I have something else to do, so hang up first!"

After hanging up the phone in a panic, Zhou Hui and Charlotte looked at her strangely.

"My mother..." Embarrassed to explain, Mo Xiaobei put the phone in the bag, turned to look at Zhou Hui flatteringly: "Xiaohui..."

Zhou Hui made a serious face on purpose, snorted, and muttered angrily: "I knew it, I couldn't go again, okay, okay, aunt is stricter than my mother!"

"Xiaohui, I'm really sorry."

The family didn't know about Tianyu Yuchen's going abroad. Although she felt that he was deliberately ignoring her, there was no need to tell the family. The only difficulty was to lie for him.

Ever since she was a child, she would blush unconsciously whenever she told a lie.

"Forget it, we two are still saying sorry." Zhou Hui glared at her, then pushed Charlotte aside: "Hey, I don't know what a gentleman is, Xiaobei wants to go home, don't worry let the girl Are you going home alone?"

Charlotte seemed to be a little slow, and after a while, she embarrassedly suggested: "I'll take you back."

Mo Xiaobei smiled lightly, politely and distantly: "No, just stay with Xiaohui, she will definitely be bored by herself, I'll go first."

Charlotte's eyes darkened, with a little depression, which soon disappeared, and she smiled ruffianally: "Be careful on the road."

Mo Xiaobei nodded, and then slowly walked into the dark night with his canvas bag on his back.

The corridor was dimly lit, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, casting faint shadows on the steps behind him.

He took out the key and opened the door. The room was dark, and he closed the door very uncomfortable, and it took him a while to feel comfortable.

She likes to turn on the desk lamp next to the sofa, and watch TV while holding a pillow. When the light is dim, she always feels that it is not so cold anymore, and her empty and missing heart becomes warm at that time.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the room, that is, the smell of gardenia.

He groped in the dark to change his slippers, groped towards the sofa, and threw his bag on it casually. The night light came in from the window, but he felt a vague figure sitting on the sofa.

Is she blind?

Blinking his eyes, he waved his hand in front of the man, but nothing moved.

Relying on the courage to touch it with his hands, he touched the smooth skin, retracted it like an electric shock, widened his eyes, but leaned against it again.

For a moment, the ghost was reluctant to take back his hand, the feeling on the man's skin was not so good.

Slender fingertips, hesitantly looking down, deep eyebrows, straight nose, thin and tight lips, and the sound of shallow breathing scattered around.

The night slipped by quietly like this, with the faint fragrance of flowers wafting from the nose, and the gardenias bloom quietly.

The fingers on the lips are warm, soft and tender, with a light and delicate fragrance, like the fragrance of flowers crushed by the fingertips, and the flowers bloom unexpectedly.

In my heart, I felt a strange feeling passing by like a stream, and I suddenly realized that when I thought of the scene I saw today, I ruthlessly suppressed it.

With a "pop", the dim yellow halo suddenly opened, illuminating the dark corner.

Mo Xiaobei was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, but saw Tianyu Yuchen sitting on the sofa with his back on the halo, looking at her coldly.

The faint light engraved his facial features deep and tough.

The silver suit on his body was slightly hazy, reflecting the cool and dim yellow light.

He was stunned for a moment, but seeing that he was very close to him, he quickly took a step back, his legs almost knocked down the solid wood coffee table behind him.

"You...why don't you turn on the light!"

Her eyes widened, and she concealed her embarrassment with a guilty conscience. If she knew it was him, she wouldn't touch her even if she was killed!
Tianyu Yuchen raised his eyebrows coldly, half mocking and half sarcastic: "Your future husband will come back in a hurry, the first question is to ask this?"

Mo Xiaobei stuck out his tongue secretly, turned around and sat on the separate sofa beside him: "Anyway, you're not going to suffer, aren't you accompanied by two beauties?"

Tianyu Yuchen observed her with a slight frown, but saw that there was no trace of jealousy in his white and quiet face, his eyebrows were lightly closed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his body was curled up into a ball, as peaceful as a cat.

However, there was a wave of annoyance for no reason.

(End of this chapter)