On weekdays, she is not arrogant, but at least she has never coaxed people so humbly, including her.

This is why his personality is caused by this, and furthermore - he doesn't know much about what to do.

She should not only wake up alone in the afternoon, but also continues to this day when she is called away by Mayor Chen before she gets off work. He is not easy to call the mayor's office. When she comes out, the drizzle has already covered Maicheng with the night. In front of the municipal gate, the little woman has no shadow knife.

Mo Huaiyuan didn't have the habit of chasing people to call and chase them relentlessly. He just drove the car very fast on the road and wanted to come back as fast as possible.

Only when people stand in front of her can they be sincere and stupid.

But, after knocking for the sixth time, the room was empty and it was not just a shower. She heard it and was so angry that she didn't want to open it.

His cold eyes raised slightly, his eyebrows and eyelashes wet by the rain were filled with charm, and he gently pursed his thin lips like a line.

"Ranran..." He whispered softly, slightly hoarse voice and shouted a second time.

There was still no movement inside.

With his wrist gently pressed against the door, Mo Huaiyuan had almost no choice. Now, who can knock on her door and let him in, maybe he is willing to do anything.

Just like when he walked down the steps of the municipal government, Qu Weilan opened an umbrella next to him, and wanted to ride with him in the kindest manner, and even gave it to him, hoping that he would not get wet. Just to prevent the little woman from getting angry, he paused and said lightly as a rejection, and then walked into the thin rain without hesitation.

The rain and dew in late autumn are different from the fog and rain in summer. The traces are full of cold and bone-black coolness, which penetrate into human bones through clothes.

Mo Huaiyuan knew it without knowing it.

The cell phone rang at this moment.

Mo Huaiyuan was disturbed by the persistent ringtone of his cell phone for a long time. He picked it up and saw that the name displayed on it was Qin Yi.

"Why did it take so long to answer the phone? I'm disturbing you a little bit?"

"No." Mo Huaiyuan frowned and replied.

Qin Yi joked with a smile, that he was the kind of friend who was so enthusiastic that you would never contact but would never lose contact. He also fully supported and supported what his buddies did.

"I can't get locked in? That's simple! I'll teach you!!" Qin Yi immediately rushed up after hearing his predicament. He frowned and said it with great experience. Finally, he asked again, "Hey, your girlfriend has such a big temper? She will get angry if she doesn't accompany her for a while? She knows that it's the mayor's office? Hey, you, are you actually spoiled?"

Mo Huaiyuan stared at the door, and a few faint light flashed through his deep eyes and said, "Are you sure it's useful? In this way, she will definitely open the door?"

"Of course, my wife and I can't try it all! It's useful every time. She always scolds me hard and puts me in. That expression is wonderful..." Qin Yi patted his thigh and taught him the experience. After saying this, his eyes dimmed and he smiled, "I won't talk about you anymore. I'm very sure of your fiancée. I've loved you so much that I've long loved you! If this trick is useless, you'll go back to Kyoto to beat me..."

Mo Huaiyuan's face was tight and looser, obviously moving slightly.

No matter what, try it.

"If it works, I will thank you very much next time I go back to Kyoto." Others said this, perhaps because of politeness. Qin Yi knew that if Mo Huaiyuan said this, it would definitely be true.

But, it’s strange, when did his relationship with his fiancée become so good? Except An Ran, when did Mo Huaiyuan worry so much for other women?

"And—" His handsome face pressed against his phone, and his face contour showed a moment of softness, and he said in a low voice, "I'm unlikely to be with other women anymore. The person inside is An Ran."

"Qin Yi, I'll call you next time." After saying that, he slowly hung up the phone.

Qin Yi on the other side of the phone almost thought that he had heard the wrong thing at the last second. After confirming it several times, he still felt that he heard it right. He - and An Ran, they were together??

Depend on!!!

In the corridor after hanging up the phone, the lingering sound was slightly lingering, and she might not be able to hear it clearly. That was the best...

but……

Mo Huaiyuan's face changed slightly and thought about Qin Yi's method. He grabbed his cell phone and pressed against the wall. After hesitating for a while, he decided to use it.

Put your hand on your fist, put it on your lips, and cough and make a sound at the closest position to the door.

Actually, it's not entirely pretending.

The side effects of the medication a few days ago, coupled with the bad sleep in recent days, and the weather... Mo Huaiyuan's throat was indeed very uncomfortable. He kept holding it up and did not show any morbidity. Now, even if he pretended, he pretended to be a little real.

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The coughing sounds are getting louder and louder.

Inside, An Ran wrapped herself in her sweater and pajamas and felt the cold wind whizzing into the crack. When she thought that Mo Huaiyuan didn't bring an umbrella, went home after the rain, and was still wearing a thin shirt and suit, she felt frightened. She put down the pack of clothes she had packed and ran to Mao Glasses to see.

Maybe I can only see one outline of him, and there is indeed a pale pathological condition on his handsome face...

The little hand suddenly held the cold door handle tightly, and was trembling with a piercing. It retracted its hand, but its heart was already soft.

Hesitating, his little hand held the door handle again, closed his eyes, and opened the door with a cruel heart. His watery eyes were staring at the man outside the door with a cold and cold eyes.

Qin Yi said - What is love? Love is that no matter how cruel she scolds you, she will not be willing to feel uncomfortable at all. Before getting married, this kind of relationship is usually called lover. After getting married, it is called a wife...

The moment the door opened, Mo Huaiyuan half-covered his chest and was shocked by the strong love that was inexplicably felt on his left chest. Is that right? If Qin Yi was right, the person in front of him would be...love to him?

"Why are you so stupid? When I came here, I knew that I would borrow a love umbrella from the shopping mall next to me before leaving. You don't know? The love umbrella is free, just go back after using it."

Where do you need to get wet with this kind of late autumn rain? If you get wet all over, go home?

Well, it's a good thing to start scolding.

"I've been there..." Mo Huaiyuan packed up this posture, his voice still hoarse, "By the time I went, the umbrella had already borrowed..."

This shows that it was too late to go by.

An Ran's eyes dimmed and she curled her lips.

"I used up all my patience..." She said and wanted to close the door again. She waited for him for the afternoon and said something to her, but no, no phone number. She was in a bad mood and was anxious, and she had not taken the initiative to call him to ask about his itinerary.

The most important thing is that she will leave tomorrow. Do you know if she leaves? Do you know if she knows?!

Mo Huaiyuan supported the door with one hand.

The tall and tall figure forced the door that she closed to death. When she let go and was angry, she walked up to touch her hair, picked up her petite figure with a short body, kicked the door, and walked into the room in amid her violent struggle...

In the past, An Ranruo struggled, and his hands and feet were so thin that they were painful when they hit her body. Now she was still struggling, her face turned red, and she pushed him while shouting: "Mo Huaiyuan!! Let me down! Put me down..."

The force hit the body without feeling it.

, holding the back of her neck, she screamed but didn't fall. The tall and wide male body was above her, and her cold face was a little gloomy. She bent down to look at her...

She waved her hands randomly, and when the water eyes suddenly hit his deep eyes, she felt wronged and wanted to turn over.

He grabbed her tiny wrist with great force and pressed her head with force. His deep breath also pressed down, pressing against the tip of her nose. She had nowhere to escape. Her trembling eyes were forced to meet his deep affectionate eyes.

"Ranran, don't move for now..." His voice was hoarse, stained with magical charm. He said he would not let her move, but she moved even more violently.

"...I won't go to you again next time, Mo Huaiyuan...I hate to wake up alone, I hate it! I don't want to go home alone after I have taken your car..." The mist slowly rose up, and she turned her head and struggled, "I'm going to travel tomorrow, and now I have to clean up...you go away..."

She said all kinds of aggrieved words in a mess, but couldn't say the point, and couldn't explain the truth to the end, so she felt wronged.

"I know..." He sighed in a low voice, his thin lips slightly down and rubbed her red lips, coaxing her little by little, "I understand... it's my fault, I'm wrong, Ranran..."

"Go away!!"
Chapter completed!