Sitting on the terrace with hot tea in her hand, she remembered the cup of hot milk tea that Zhang Boyan handed her in the car, his warm palm, and her feeling of nestling in his arms.

[Mo Xiaobei, do you like it?]

[Mo Xiaobei, why would you like to take my car if you don't like me? Why would you like to sit in my arms if you don't like me? Why do you always see me if you don't like me?]

[I'll wait for you!]

His mind was full of what Zhang Boyan said.

She shook her head violently and dared not think about those words again.

Inside the terrace, it is as warm as spring, while outside the terrace, it is ice and snow.

Mo Xiaobei looked at the gentle snow flying down the night sky and fled.

This night, Mo Xiaobei had another dream.

She also dreamed of the dark blue sea. She nestled in the arms of a man. She called him brother. When she looked up, she saw not Lu Ze, but Zhang Boyan.

She woke up in a hot sweat and looked at the night around her.

I feel that Zhang Boyan is everywhere.

"Mo Xiaobei, do you like me?"

In the dark, she gasped gently and put her hand around her knee——

Does she like Zhang Boyan?

If you don't like it, why is she always with him, and why doesn't she always run away from him? Why do you like his little ball so much?

Mo Xiaobei covered his face.

She must draw a line with him.

must do.

Mo Xiaobei suddenly lay down and covered his head with a quilt.

Zhang Boyan, get out of the way!

She doesn't want to miss him.

In the following days, Mo Xiaobei lived peacefully. Because Lu Ze was not in H City, she put aside the matter of breaking up.

A week after the Spring Festival, she moved into an apartment under Tang Yao's name, which she used to stay in. She was used to everything (but the sheets had long been dyed and rolled by Tang Yao and Fu, and Mo Xiaobei didn't know.)

When she moved away, the servants of the family were frightened and called Lu Ze. Mo Xiaobei just told him where he had gone. Lu Ze didn't say anything and was unusually generous, just reminding her to take medicine.

When he said this, Mo Xiaobei remembered one thing.

She rolled with Zhang Boyan countless times that day. He used... T in the hotel.

But she doesn't remember in the car. Is he useful?

If it works, she will despise him. He even carries this kind of thing in the car. If it doesn't work, she... Will there be a seed sprouting in her body for several days?

Mo Xiaobei was more and more afraid. At this time, it would be too late if he wanted to take post medicine again.

After holding the mobile phone in her hand for a long time, she still dialed Zhang Boyan's mobile phone.

It's ten in the morning.

Zhang Boyan was in a meeting and his mobile phone was on the conference table. Because it was a private mobile phone, there were not many calls at ordinary times.

In the middle of the meeting, Zhang Boyan didn't look very good because he was dissatisfied with a proposal.

Just then, the mobile phone rang.

Zhang Boyan looked at the number and his expression softened a lot. He picked it up without thinking: "Xiaobei."

Then he motioned the vice president to continue the meeting and went out by himself.

After going out, there was no sound on the phone. Zhang Boyan gently called her again: "Xiaobei, what's the matter?"

Mo Xiaobei's voice took a strong nasal sound and breathed again: "Zhang Boyan, did you... Did you..."

I can't say those two words.

Zhang Boyan is a mature man. How can he not know her scruples after having a relationship with her?

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