Strongest Wife Guard

Mo Yiheng heard the voice and looked at her. Seeing that she was out of breath with a smile, he put down his hand awkwardly and resumed his normal face. He came forward and pulled her collar to leave

"Ha ha ha ha!"

On the road at night, Fang Jiamei took ice cream and ate it with a smile. Looking at the man with a dark face around her, she boldly poked him in the cheek and said, "Why are you stretching your face? Smile. You just laughed so cute! "

Mo Yiheng glanced at her, frowned slightly, "you eat so much?"

Fang Jiamei shakes her head and looks like "what can I do if you can?".

Mo Yiheng speechless put aside the line of sight, the corner of the mouth is slightly raised.

Fang Jiamei naturally saw him, laughed, reached out and held his hand, put her fingers in each other, and put the two rings together.

Mo Yiheng holds her hand tightly. It seems that it has been a long time for her to walk on the road peacefully like this.

All of a sudden, Mo Yiheng's steps suddenly stopped, and he looked at a place with gray eyes.

"What's the matter?" Fang Jiamei strange mouth, subconsciously want to look toward his line of sight, but Mo Yiheng gently pulled into his arms, was blocked the line of sight.

Mo Yiheng put away his sight, low eyes looking at her hair heart, "nothing, tired."

Fang Jiamei blinked in his arms, "let's go home."

"Well." Mo Yiheng leads her to walk again, don't know how to return a responsibility, his mood seems to be depressed a lot.

Fang Jiamei couldn't help looking back at the place where Mo Yiheng just watched, and her eyes were slightly shocked.

That's The entrance to the red light district.

Red light district.

This place Mo Yiheng never mentioned, and what sun Chu said about a year.

Fang Jiamei guessed that this must be related to the newspaper, and caused some psychological damage to Mo Yiheng.

However, he did not say.

Fang Jiamei didn't know how to ask.

Back to the apartment, Mo Yiheng went to the study, Fang Jiamei to take a bath, wash out Mo Yiheng did not come.

Came to the study, listen to inside quiet no sound, low eyes a look, there is no light out.

Didn't turn on the light?

Fang Jiamei frowned slightly and couldn't help worrying. She reached out and knocked on the door, "Yiheng?"

There was no movement inside. Fang Jiamei gently opened the door. The study was dark. The wind was blowing and the curtain was floating. She vaguely saw his figure standing on the balcony.

Don't you hear me?

Fang Jiamei strangely stepped forward, but smelled a strong smell of tobacco. She opened the curtain and went to the balcony, only to find that he was smoking.

At least a dozen cigarette butts fell on the ground.

Mo Yiheng slightly bent over and stood there, arms supporting on the railing, the sparks between his fingers flickering and flickering, looking at the distance, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yiheng?" Fang Jiamei opens her mouth in a low voice, afraid that she will frighten him.

Mo Yiheng this just has reaction, the side Mou looks toward her, then threw away the remaining half cigarette in the hand, lift a foot to gently twist to extinguish, "how?"

Fang Jiamei stood beside him. The environment was too dim to see his expression clearly. "What are you doing? You Can you smoke? "

I've never seen him smoke before.

"Think of something." Mo Yiheng light answer, stretched out his hand to touch her not blow dry hair, "to blow hair."

He did not answer her second question.

Fang Jiamei's heart flashed a sense of loss, "Oh."

As she walked out, Fang Jiamei could not help but look back. She saw him standing on his side, staring at her with dark eyes, which made her heart curl up slightly.