Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan fell on Mo Chiwei's broad and sturdy back, and gently wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

He held her knees with his hands, the temperature of his palms penetrated into the skin, and her heart seemed to be ironed.

Facing the breeze, she even thought, that the woman he loved was really happy!

Although he looks cold and indifferent from thousands of miles away, as long as he puts it on the cusp of his heart, he is a perfect gentle and impeccable good man.

It's just that she has nothing to do with Tang Xinyan!

He walked calmly, without any shaking when he walked, she felt warm and safe.

When they walked out of the hotel, many people cast strange glances or whispered at them, neither she nor he cared.

She told herself that this was the last time she was greedy for his warmth.

In fact, being with him is like a dreamy and gorgeous dream. Now that she wakes up from the dream, she must return to reality.

In this world, no one will be good to her for no reason, and no one will be bad to her for no reason.

Everyone has their own choices and persistence, and she is never a substitute for others.

She is her, she is unique.

When he arrived at the hotel, Tang Xinyan had to go back to the twenty-sixth floor, but Mo Chiwei did not force it.

She went into the bathroom and took a shower, and the doorbell rang out in a long damp.

She glanced outside through the cat's eyes.

Mo Chiwei stood at the door carrying a bag.

Her heart jumped, her back pressed against the door frame, her fingertips curled up.

He came to her, what else is there?

The doorbell rang for a long time, and finally became silent.

She looked outside through the cat's eyes again.

He was no longer visible at the door.

At the same time as she breathed a long sigh of relief, there was another emotion that she couldn't explain clearly in her heart.

Like a touch of loss.

She laughed at herself, obviously she didn't want to have any more intersections, she lost a ghost!

Opening the door, she poked her head out and glanced outside.

Finding that the man who should have left did not leave, but leaned lazily in a corner that the cat's eyes could not see, she was stunned.

She realized that she wanted to close the door, but the next second, he reached out with a big hand and got stuck in the crack of the door.

If he closes the door forcibly, he will be pressed into his hand.

She twisted her eyebrows, "Remove your hands!"

As if he didn't hear her, the man's hand not only didn't take it away, but with a strong force, he pushed the door open.

Tang Xinyan didn't expect that he would push the door directly. She stepped back unsteadily, knocking her shoulders to the cabinet, and her eyes instantly turned red with pain.

Wei Mo Chi took a step forward and hugged her into his arms, his low voice rang from the top of her head, "Is it all right?"

Tang Xinyan didn't care about the pain, so she used all her strength to push him away.

Without saying a word to him, she turned around and walked into the room.

Mo Chiwei closed the door and followed.

He took her arm, "Let me see if there is any bruise on your back."

Tang Xinyan shook his hand away, she sat on the sofa, her hands hugged her knees, her eyebrows were silent and dim.

Mo Chiwei sat next to her and touched her small head with his big palm, "What's wrong, Mrs. Mo?"

A man who has been making decisions in the mall for many years, naturally Nengmin feels that her mood is not right.

Tang Xinyan looked at his handsome, non-cast but innocent face under the light, and her heart sank, "Mo Chiwei, why are you treating me nice and why you want to marry me?"

Just asked once, she really hoped that he could tell her frankly.