rebirth pitted phoenix girl

Chapter 173

After getting in the car, Xie Junzhi realized that He Mohui was not very happy. He didn't talk much along the way. By the way, wasn't he very happy when he was on the phone?However, I didn't dare to talk to him too much while driving, so I could only wait until I got home.

Although the two lived opposite each other, Xie Junzhi went to He Mohui's house a handful of times. Basically, He Mohui came over. As soon as she got to the door, she wanted to open the door with the key, but she was dragged to the opposite side, and opened the door before she could speak. followed her in.

"He Mohui, what's wrong with you?"

When she spoke, she was proud and attractive, with her head raised high, like a proud little peacock, but her fair face was full of smiles and concern, her big eyes shone with a sly light, and He Mohui was inexplicably depressed After dissipating most of it, he pursed his mouth and said, "You don't want to use a computer, I have it in my study."

"Then there's no need to use it now, I have to go home and pack my things." He said so, but he was pulling him to sit on the sofa.

He Mohui simply fell down on the sofa, with his head resting on her lap, holding her hand in his palm to play with, and pecking and kissing her from time to time.

If you still can't see that he is unhappy, then Xie Junzhi's girlfriend will be in vain, and she will simply let go of her thoughts about going home and accompany him through the man's uncle with peace of mind.

Probably because of her comforting actions that warmed He Mohui, he gradually smiled and let go of her hands: "Xiao Zhi, I have a headache, please press me."

"You don't have a fever, do you?" She touched his forehead first, then blamed him and massaged his temples, without asking any more questions from the beginning to the end.

He nestled in her neck and let out a long moan, then muffled: "Is that man still pestering you?"

Xie Junzhi was at a loss: "Who?" Has anyone been pestering her recently?

"It's the one who spoke a bit sissy just now..." The beloved was sitting on his lap. If he didn't react, he wouldn't be a man. He Mohui rubbed against her body against the impulse, trying to extinguish the fire, but he didn't expect the fire to go away The older you get, the more you can only find something else to distract yourself.

Xie Junzhi naturally sensed his abnormality, and was about to say it out loud, but this man held back herself, bursts of sweetness surged in her heart, and her hands automatically and consciously hugged his strong narrow waist.

"Where is she so sissy? The fresh and handsome man on campus said..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was kissed.

"Who is the flower boy?"

Xie Junzhi gave him a funny look: "He is a pretty boy on campus, but unfortunately I don't like him!" Who could tell him that this coquettish and awkward man in front of him is a legend of Xingyuan, the wise and decisive man she had seen when she signed the contract?Is it really the same person?
But she was very lucky to see another side of him, maybe a side that only existed in front of her.

He Mohui couldn't help kissing her again: "Xiaozhi, I love you." I like you so much, I can't control it, more and more every day, the days with you are the happiest, I don't want to think about the days without you How did more than 20 years come, but I have imagined the days of living with you countless times.

I like you so much, what should I do?
Xie Junzhi snuggled into his arms obediently, quietly listening to the pounding heartbeat on his chest, at this moment, she trusted the man beside her very much.

So, she pressed a kiss on his heart to express her feelings.

The two stared at each other for a long time and hugged each other tightly. We love each other, we are together, and let us face the future together hand in hand.

On Saturday, Valentine's Day, Xie Junzhi woke up from the bed at five o'clock in the morning, and it was dark outside the window. She turned on the lamp and lay in the bed in a daze, imagining how to spend today's Valentine's Day.

He Mohui, who was at the opposite door, couldn't sleep either, so he crawled out of bed and ran to the cloakroom to try on clothes one by one.

(End of this chapter)