Madam, president loves you secrectly

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the man called her at this time.

There's another text message he can't see. What do you mean?

He was thinking about the same problem up and down in his mind, a puzzle for him.

Is the content of that message to tell her that the man is coming back? At the thought of this, Jun Xiao grabbed his mobile phone unconsciously, leaned back to his chair and stared at the white ceiling in a daze.

The waiter of the hotel knocked on the door gently. The knock interrupted his thinking again. Jun Xiao sighed and paced to open the door.

The waiter stood outside the room with a small glass of liquid and said politely, "Mr. Jun, this is your sobering tea. I'll bring it for you."

Jun Xiao's eyes swept, raised his eyes and asked without thinking: "can you write?"

The waiter was stunned and stared at his tight face for a while before he nodded.

After seeing off the waiter, Jun Xiao took another look at the bulge on the bed and his eyes flashed slightly.

Until he found out that he had stood by song Manxi's bed again. He was silent for a long time. Then he stared at her white face and murmured, "sissy, can you tell me, you..." but when the words came to his mouth, he took them back forcibly.

Because he knew that no one would answer when he asked. Moreover, even if you don't ask, you may already know the answer.

Shook his head and decided to forget it.

Without getting the answer from her, he could continue to deceive himself and others.

He slowly put the mobile phone beside her bed, thought about it, picked it up again, opened the shell of the mobile phone, pulled out a small card inside, broke it, and threw it out of the window. Outside the window is a dense green land. The mobile phone card can't be found.

Just wanted to put it back, he seemed to think that even if the mobile phone card was gone, the SMS record of the mobile phone still existed. Then he took back his hand and silently put the mobile phone back into his windbreaker pocket.

Even if he knew that one day, even if the man didn't contact song Manxi, they would meet again, but he still wanted to make the time longer. In this way, the day when he announced that she didn't belong to him wouldn't come so soon.

"In fact... I know that doing so may not change much, but sissy, do you know? Even if you can belong to me for one more second and let me exchange everything, I am willing."

He paused, leaned down, touched her ear, and seemed to beg, "so, can you, don't be so fast... Go to him."

With that, he closed his eyes and hid a sour bottom of his eyes. His lips gently touched her side face and closed his eyes, as if he were feeling the most real her.

Then slowly pull away. After that, move like the wind, stride out, close the door and go out.

Before Junxiao left, he asked song Qianqian to do a little favor. He asked her to call and inform Qi Ranran that she must come now. Song Manxi was drunk. He was in the hotel and told her room number. Then he drove away. The speed once soared up to 200 yards.

It seems that only in this way can we calm down our emotions.

Later, thinking that before this, the hotel might not be safe enough, I was really worried. I drove back halfway. The car stopped downstairs until he saw Qi Ranran get down from a car and enter the hotel. Jun Xiao turned the steering wheel and left again.