His Honey Lover

Villa in the south of the city.

The black velvet curtains were wide open, and moonlight poured in through the huge French windows. Looking out from the window, you can have a panoramic view of the night scene of B city in the distance.

Fang Xin likes this place very much. Since Chu Shaoyan brought her here once, she chose this place for every tryst.

The bedroom is a trace of ambiguity, the taste is very strong, from the night two people just entered the door, she was pressed behind the door once, and then to the bedroom, has passed a full four hours.

Chu Shaoyan got up from Fang Xin, picked up a bathrobe and sat beside the bed. Soon, the smell of cigarettes filled the bedroom.

The moon is like water, and there is no expression on his face.

Fang Xin was choked to cough twice, such as water body and wrapped up the shoulder of Chu Shaoyan, a pair of eyes staring at the handsome man in front of no Tao.

"Shao Yan, do you have something on your mind?"

From the door, in addition to those words on the bed, he did not say a word to her seriously. His cold face was tight all the time, which showed that he was not in a good mood.

Chu Shaoyan tilted her head slightly, and her eyes were opposite Fang Xin's. in the moonlight, her eyes were as bright as jade. When she was smiling, there seemed to be a kind of shining brilliance, which was very similar to the eyes in her memory

He was a little distracted, then took a heavy puff of the cigarette and pressed the cigarette end out in the ashtray next to him.

"Don't trouble song Miao any more." By the time he came back, the words had already come out.

His voice was low, but a little cold.

Fang Xin was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard wrong. But seeing the cold look on Chu Shaoyan's face, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she said wrongly, "Shaoyan You misunderstood me. Today, it's really because song Miao took the credit for the Tianqing Water Bay project. I went to see her when I was angry. You also know that I was responsible for the project with her. Who knows that song Miao is such a person? I - "

" when it comes to you and she were responsible for the project together, have you ever participated in the design draft? "

Listen to Fang Xin constantly shirk responsibility, Chu Shaoyan brow impatient frown up, he directly stood up. There is a kind of inexplicable irritability in my heart at the moment, which makes him unable to stay here for a moment.

Fang Xin was surprised and thought that he was going to leave. He quickly went over and hugged him, "Shao Yan, I'm not with you recently, so I don't have much time for that project, but I did it for you. And Although I didn't participate in the design, I participated in the whole progress... "

She looked pitiful and her eyes turned red.

Chu Shaoyan did look at her eyes, but with a frown, he directly pushed Fang Xin's hand away, "later, don't come to me. Since you like this villa so much, I'll give it to you. "

He just put on clothes, leaving Fang Xin a heartless figure.

……

That night, song Miao had several dreams, but she could not remember much.

She can remember that in her dream, she saw her mother who had never been in her dream for a long time. His mother touched her head and said, "Miaomiao, my mother wants to see you happy."

With tears streaming down his face, song Miao said, "Mom, can you come back? Miao Miao missed you

"Silly child, when Miaomiao has grown up, there will be a man to take good care of Miaomiao for his mother. Miaomiao will live happily."

Happy?

Since she married Chu Shaoyan, the word seems to have gone away with her.

She thought Chu Shaoyan was the man who would give her happiness, but she never woke up from the nightmare of the past two years.

What else did she want to say to her mother, but after a white light, the gentle and beautiful woman gradually went away.

Song Miao struggled violently.

She seems to be able to feel someone around speaking in a low voice, but also can hear the deliberate low voice of footsteps, she knows that to see her mother is just a dream for her, but she does not want to wake up, also do not want to wake up.

She missed her mother.

She groaned in a low voice as she was burning hard.

But then, the whole body suddenly a cool, she seems to be pushed into a with a touch of cool embrace.

The back was gently patted, and the rhythm was so warm that she wanted to cry.