Lucky to Have You Till the End

The face that was so handsome that people couldn't find a trace of blemish suddenly magnified infinitely before his eyes. The pale skin was smoother and more delicate than a woman's. The pores were not visible at all. The facial features were so three-dimensional.

Rao was Tang Xinyan, who had seen many beautiful men since childhood, and couldn't help but miss a beat.

Looking closer, this man was even more exquisite than Leng Jun, astonished as a heavenly man, really three hundred and sixty degrees, unable to pick out any shortcomings.

He was very close to her, and his body was filled with a strong hormonal smell that burst into his nose, full of masculinity.

Tang Xinyan's gaze fell on his thin and soft lips, and she asked stiffly, "Handsome driver, how come you look familiar? Have we met somewhere?"

Mo Chiwei ignored her, pulled the seat belt, and fastened her with a cold face.

Hearing a slight click, Tang Xinyan realized that he approached her to fasten her seat belt.

Tang Xinyan was a little embarrassed and embarrassed looking at the man who was not looking sideways again.

Just now she thought that he wanted to take advantage of her?

Leaning on the back of the chair, Tang Xinyan saw that the man was taciturn and obviously didn't want to pay attention to her, so she didn't say anything more interestingly.

Not long after, Tang Xinyan, whose head was dizzy and heavy, fell asleep in the steady and warm carriage.

Shanhu Garden was the wedding house that the Fu family bought for Tang Xinyan and Fu Sichen. After the two got the certificate, Fu Sichen rarely set foot. Most of the time, Tang Xinyan lived alone.

The Fu family is one of the richest in Ancheng, and Shanhu Garden is naturally a luxurious high-end community.

Mo Chiwei drove the car into the community. He glanced at Tang Xinyan who was asleep, and his handsome face called her, "Tang Xinyan."

Tang Xinyan replied in a daze, "Well, how do you know my name?"

Mo Chiwei did not answer, he said indifferently, "Get out of the car."

Tang Xinyan's whole body is soft, her head is as heavy as she is gold, and she can't even pull up her eyelids with any effort. She muttered in a daze, "I want to sleep, don't make a noise..."

The soft and sweet voice, like a feather, gently fiddled with Mo Chi's heartstrings, his indifferent face softened a lot, "Where to live, the specific address."

"Five Unit 806."

Wei Mo Chi got out of the car, opened the door of the passenger seat, took her bag, bent over, and gently carried out the little woman who was sleeping in a daze and didn't know where she was.

She was very light, being held in his arms by his slender arms, as if she could not feel her weight.

Coming out of the carriage, the cool night wind blew by, and Tang Xinyan unconsciously followed his warm chest close.

Mo Chiwei looked at the woman whose face was buried in his neck, his dark eyes darkened.

Carrying her into the elevator, to the 8th floor, he found the key in her bag and opened the door.

He carried her into the bedroom and saw a portrait of her close to Fu Sichen hanging on the wall. His face was tight and he threw her on the bed. He was about to get up and leave, but she suddenly wrapped his neck.

Her petite body was enveloped by his tall body, and the two were very close together. Her thick black and long eyelashes shuddered gently, like a butterfly with wings, with a shy beauty.

"let go!"

Tang Xinyan slowly opened her misty beautiful eyes, she saw a clear and handsome face in front of her in a daze, she twisted her eyebrows slightly, "I remember, you are the little white face who looks down on me in a western restaurant. ."

Hearing the words Xiao Bai Lian, Mo Chi's deep eyes flashed a dangerous dark light.