The cold rain in autumn night washed two bodies, and although the men and women were close to each other, they could not afford to burn a trace of temperature.

Chi Muhan walked to the parking lot with his eyebrows in his arms and found his car, then threw them into the back seat. He found a clean towel from the front and threw it at her leg to "wipe".
Sitting in the car eyebrow Wu light stare at him and then put his forehead against the window and close your eyes.
"Shen Mei Wu, I told you to take off your clothes and wipe them, did you hear me?"
The man’s tone is fierce with the ups and downs of his chest and mouth. His eyebrows are closed and he can’t see his terrible face anyway.
Chimuhan saw that she was unmoved, and the cold war was going on in the end. She was upset and got into the back seat door from the driver’s seat.
Go straight to imprison her in your arms with one hand and rip off her wet clothes with the other.
Naturally, she didn’t want to be deeply touched by this man, so she punched her arm hard and embedded her teeth deeper. But the man pulled her clothes more violently like a root, and said coldly, "If something happens to Shen, Mei and Wu, just bite a piece of meat!"
She let go of her heart slightly, and his lips pulled a smile again. Not only did her windbreaker teach him to peel off.
Eyebrow Wu hug her slightly bit her lip, her eyes were red and she looked at the violent man’s eyes and complained.
"Isn’t it easier to go back and take a hot bath? I’m tired now. I don’t want to do anything but close my eyes and sleep. Mu Han, why do you keep forcing me to do things I don’t want to do? If you pity her, can you force her like this? "
"Can you stop being so interesting?"
Looking at ChiMuHan eyes a little gathered up xiao flow son let him so interesting? Shouldn’t he find it interesting?
The two confronted the car room filled with Xiao Leng’s cold silence.
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Can eyebrow Wu eyes slightly red tears pearl in turn inside, but she tried not to let the tears fall.
At the sight of this eyebrow Wu pool longed for cold heart is soft.
He gently wiped her wet hair with a dry towel, and her tone became soft. "Wipe it first and then go back to take a shower."
The dim light eyebrows Wu saw that he raised his shoulder and felt a shallow blood tooth mark on his chest. She frowned and felt guilty. She pursed her lips and lowered her face. It seemed that her anger was really just a little too much.
She bowed her head and was quiet, so she obediently let Chimuhan wipe her hair.
He moved softly and softly, and she remembered that night when she was asleep, Chi Muhan blew her hair. When he brushed her hair with his fingers like jade, it was so tender and practical.
"Mei Wu, can you change the habit of biting me every time you get angry?"
“……”
Eyebrow Wu silent is tightly bit his lip.
Wiped her wet hair and gently wiped her face with a towel. The water droplets were soft and kissed with a man’s temperature and landed on her eyebrows. His soft voice crossed her ear in a low voice. "I won’t divorce you."
Raise your forehead and gaze at the man’s black eyes, eyebrows and lips. "Can’t you leave because of the pool family marriage?"
"Because I will marry a wife in my life."
Chi Muhan’s low-alcohol, warm timbre brushed his eyebrows and cochlea like a spring breeze, and his eyes were sincere and sincere
Mei Wu suddenly wanted to ask, what about your pity son?
She didn’t dare to ask the question that she closed her lips when she reached her mouth.
Intuitively, he will be angry or will not give an accurate answer at all.
Chimuhan simply wiped her face after wiping her eyebrows and went back to the driver’s seat to drive the car heater home.
When she left, Mei Wu thought of her car again. "My car is still here."
"God let people come back."
Although the atmosphere of the two people has eased a little along the way, Mei Wu still doesn’t want to talk to him.
For one thing, I’m too tired, and for another, I’m still angry in my heart
She leaned against the window with her eyes closed, and her head was wet and sticky. In my mind, I kept replaying what I had just seen in the hospital. Chi Muhan held Xiao’s pity face, and even if I couldn’t see Chi Muhan’s eyes, I could feel his affection for her.
If ChiMuHan doesn’t love Xiao pity son, she will never believe it.

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