spend the rest of my life saying i love you

Chapter 133

The corner of Jian Anran's mouth twitched, she stretched out her hand to touch his head, and said with a low smile: "I'm really angry, and I can do something..."

"any solution?"

Mo Tingjun curled up the corners of his mouth, with a lot of interest, and tapped his fingertips on her shoulders, giving people a sense of unhurriedness, but it gave Jian Anran the urge to knead his cheeks. Do you dare to laugh like this - sly.

But this idea just flashed in her mind for a moment and then she hid it. All in all, it seems that she provoked him now... His eyes slightly raised for a while, and Jian Anran buried her head in his arms , stretched out his fingers and pestered his chest.

"An Ran, you haven't told me what method you want to use?" Mo Tingjun pinched her fingers lightly, rubbed them slowly in the palm of his hand, and finally said: "Or, you are just talking casually, Didn't think about it at all?"

Jian Anran was a little ashamed, and pursed her red lips: "What method do you want me to use?"

"I think..." Mo Tingjun leaned close to her ear and breathed out softly, with bursts of ambiguous taste, his eyes were deep: "I don't think there is any need for those troubles between us, An Ran, you He is the one I will protect all my life.”

After finishing speaking with a light smile, Mo Tingjun wrapped her in his arms, making her unavoidable. The two of them faced each other, and the space was so small that they could touch each other's skin by raising their heads a centimeter forward. But there was a moment of panic.

Jian Anran smiled slightly, half-closed her eyes, with a faint light in her eyes.

The lights are off, people are moving, there is no veil, but there are bursts of spring tide...

Ambiguous and touching.

As the new year passed, many families began to visit each other. Jian Anran was happy because she had no relatives and family members. As for Mo Tingjun, there was no need for him to go so many times. Reject in person.

In short, with an assistant like Song Feng, there are many trivial things that you don't need to do by yourself, which is very convenient, while Chen Xiao is on vacation and sleeps in bed all day, as if to make up for this year's vacation return.

At such a leisurely time, the doorbell rang, and Jian Anran lay on the bed and turned around, her eyes closed tightly and her brows frowned, as if she was a little tired.

Who is disturbing people's lucid dreams in the early morning?
It couldn't be Liao Siying and Tian Tian, ​​because they both greeted each other well, and they would say hello the day before they came to Kyoto, so who else besides them?Mo Tingjun went to the company for a temporary business and said he would come back in the afternoon.

Jian Anran sorted out everyone, but she still didn't think of who it was, but the doorbell still didn't stop. She took out a pillow and covered her ears, but such actions were useless.

Five minutes later, Jian Anran finished washing, she held her finger on the doorknob, and squinted at the door. The person who came was really unexpected.

"An Ran, why, you don't recognize me?"

Wen Ai brushed her hair, smiled kindly, and stretched out her hand to grab Jian Anran's wrist, as if she had known her for a long time and had a close relationship, but in fact it was the opposite!

"Director Wen." Jian Anran nodded with a chuckle, avoiding her wrist unobtrusively, with a faint halo in her eyes.

"You don't need to be so unfamiliar, just call me Xiao Ai, after all, we may be a family in the future." Wen Ai still smiled beautifully, glanced at the door, and asked, "Are you the only one in the family?"

"Hmm." Jian Anran didn't like Wen Ai's looking around like this, as if she was peeping into her privacy, not to mention that when others didn't allow it, the eyes looking at Wen Ai couldn't help being a little colder.

This woman... came here for Mo Tingjun.

Wen Ai looked at Jian Anran, with a little glint in his eyes: "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Jian Anran leaned against the door frame, chuckled lightly and said, "If Director Wen doesn't dislike it, then come in."

After finishing speaking, she stopped talking to Wen Ai and went straight into the room, while Wen Ai's eyes showed displeasure, the corners of her mouth trembled a few times, and she just wanted to say something, but swallowed all the words that came to her mouth, holding her own Bao Bao went in after Jian Anran.

As soon as Wen Ai walked in, he began to look at the furnishings and decorations inside, with a bit of anger and envy flashing in his eyes, more jealousy!
She was almost mad with jealousy. She could have these things herself, but it was impossible at the moment. Her fingers began to tighten involuntarily, and her veins throbbed: "I didn't expect you to like such a style, it's very gentle."

Wen Ai's drunkard's intention was not to drink, and the meaning inside and outside the words was not to praise. Jian Anran paused slightly, and then took a few steps forward quickly. If she guessed correctly, Wen Ai only It's just lamenting that someone with Mo Tingjun's personality would actually like this style of things...

Thinking of this, the corners of her brows tightened slightly, and Jian Anran poured Wen Ai a glass of boiled water and put it down: "There is nothing at home to entertain, and I hope Director Wen doesn't care."

Wen Ai touched the water glass with her fingers, almost laughing out loud, how could Jian Anran treat herself well, even if she had something, she wouldn't make her live comfortably!
"Why would I care?" Wen Ai's eyes curled up, she took a sip of the water glass with her red lips, and said, "An Ran, I'm not such a small-hearted woman, you don't have to be so nervous when facing me , which made me feel uncomfortable."

With a coquettish smile, she slumped on the sofa, her lazy brows sparkling, Jian Anran glanced at Wen Ai, and then sat down calmly, with an at ease appearance without any timidity: "Director Wen, don't you?" Do you know when you need to come to me?"

The taste of the year has not faded away, this woman directly came to find someone, most of them were good and not bad...

"Can't I come because I'm fine?" Wen Ai paused, and then said, "We'll be a family in the future anyway, I didn't expect An Ran to hate seeing me so much, it made me... what should I do?"

She seemed a little frightened, touched her heart and made a gesture of surprise, and said pitifully: "An Ran, what did I do wrong before, can I correct it? I apologize to you now, and we can reconcile in the future, okay?" Well, I will never make you angry again!"

Begging lowly, with sincere emotion in her eyes, she stretched out her hand to grab Jian Anran's wrist, and squeezed her hard: "Anran, I'm serious, I hope you can give me this opportunity to let me I can fix it, I promise..."

"Director Wen, I don't know what you're talking about, because I don't know when you offended me?" Jian Anran pulled her finger away calmly, smiled slightly, and her posture was very flamboyant: "If you are murdered Paranoia, then don’t fantasize about me.”

She quickly interrupted Wen Ai's words, and tapped her fingers on her sofa. The low tone seemed to be bewitching people's minds, and Wen Ai's eyes couldn't help but look at the voice: "Ah, An Ran, you are really calm Calm, it's exactly the same as your name."

Jian Anran's eyes flickered a few times, this sentence is really familiar...

Someone seems to have said that?

As for who it is, you don't need to think about it for yourself.

"An Ran, I actually have nothing to do here today, I just want to see how you are doing recently. After all, I miss you after not seeing you for so many days." Wen Ai curled her lips rather ambiguously.

Jian Anran also smiled back, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Wen Ai also seemed to understand that she didn't like him, so she no longer approached her deliberately, but sat there peacefully and stared at Jian Anran carefully, before sighing in a low voice after a while: "Anran, I don't know what's going on , I always have a sense of familiarity with you, like an old friend we have known for a long time, but..."

She paused and pointed to her head: "For some reason, I forgot a lot of memories, including the people and places I knew before. The first person I saw was Mo Yuqian. I think he might This is who I am destined to be in my life."

Stretching out his hands, Wen Ai rubbed his cheeks, and said helplessly and sadly: "But as soon as I saw you, I felt familiar and inexplicable. I always felt that I had seen you somewhere, including Mo Tingjun. I seemed to have no respect for him. It’s like there’s an obsession, a strong feeling.”

"Emotions?" Jian Anran didn't know if what she said was true or not, amnesia?
It's impossible for such a thing to happen around her. Jian Anran stared at Wen Ai. She still doesn't know what this woman is up to, but it won't be long before she reveals her fox tail.

But now the only thing that is certain is that Wen Ai is interested in Mo Tingjun and her husband!
"Yes, as soon as I saw Mo tingjun, my heart began to scream, and all the cells in my body were excited because of him. I don't know if you feel this way, but I do. I feel sorry for Mo tingjun. Have this feeling!"

She touched her heart, with an intoxicated look on her face, Jian Anran wished she could rush forward and slap her a few times!

To actually say that she is interested in and has feelings for her man in front of her real wife, and she really doesn't know how to reply?

"Director Wen, I still hope you can pay attention to what you say. You have your own boyfriend, so why worry about someone else's husband?" Jian Anran's eyes were calm, showing no sign of anger, as if she was stating something simple But the fact.

"What's more, Mo Yuqian is also my husband's fourth younger brother..." Jian Anran stopped talking, and she understood some things without saying much, "I still hope that Director Wen will not hit me with this idea of ​​seducing men. Come on, otherwise I will never be polite!"

Mo Tingjun is her bottom line, and it is impossible for anyone to get involved.

"Heh..." Wen Ai chuckled lightly, and said in an elegant tone: "This is the first time I see you talking to someone in such a tone, are you in a hurry?"

Jian Anran didn't say a word, her face was silent.

"Don't talk, are you angry, or are you afraid that your man will be snatched away by me?"

"Director Wen, some things can't be done just by saying and doing. I have confidence in him, and I believe in his self-control more than you." I don't know which sentence picked Wen Ai's thorns, she was almost angry jumping feet.

"Jane Anran, you'd better show me something, otherwise I will definitely snatch him away from you, I will do what I say!"

Wen Ai picked up the bag, stood up and was about to walk towards the door. Jian Anran stared at the back with a cold gaze, as if spitting ice.

In fact, for Jian Anran, Wen Ai is just a clown in the relationship between the two, and I always feel that it will be a little different...

Wen Ai smiled and walked away angrily. When she came to the car, she kicked the tires of the car a few times vigorously.

"What's the matter?" Xie Mei's voice made Wen Ai tremble for a while.

Why is Mo Yuqian here!

Should not be.

"Are you saying that you don't want to see me with that damn expression?" Mo Yuqian was very self-aware. When his hands kept moving, he immediately took Wen Ai into his arms and said in a low voice, "I can tell you, Your every move is under my control, if you don't want to make me angry, you'd better be obedient and don't cause me any trouble, that woman Jian Anran, you can't move anytime soon!"

Mo Tingjun was so crazy, if he moved Jian Anran, he would definitely be suppressed.

"Why can't you move!" Wen Ai was not in a good mood at this time, and rubbed his head vigorously: "Mo Yuqian, tell me what is the use of you, I have been with you for so long, you can only let me bear There is nothing else! Let me not touch Jian Anran now, what do you think I am, and what are you, and you are so afraid of Mo Tingjun, your second brother!?"

Women usually yell when they reach the critical point of their spirits, and this is exactly what Wen Ai is doing at this moment, throwing himself into his arms as if tirelessly, stretching out his clenched fists from his sleeves, and hitting Mo Yuqian all over his body.

And Mo Yuqian actually let her vent without moving, with a gloomy and terrifying expression on his face.

The heaving chest made it clear that he wasn't very happy, yeah, what was he?In their eyes, what is he... the fourth young master of the Mo family, Mo Tingjun's younger brother?Such a halo shrouded him, making him very noble. If he didn't have these, what would he be?
Will those despicable people who are following the trend still treat him kindly, or will the woman in his arms still follow him?

The answer is yes, but not the one you want.

For a moment, Mo Yuqian's mind went back and forth, seeing the matter clearly, and he didn't know what it was like. He touched Wen Ai's head and smiled lightly: "Wen Ai, do you think you're done venting now? ? If it’s over, wipe off my face, as for what I am, it’s not your turn to worry about it!”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Ai broke free from his arms, wiped away the tears and returned to normal, and the beautiful eyebrows faded like this: "Mo Yuqian, I didn't want to worry about your affairs at first, but now I The big tree behind is you, so I will treat you well and think about you, who made us grasshoppers on the same rope!"

Mo Yuqian stared at Wen Ai blankly, with doubts in his eyes, as if he was wondering if she said what she said just now. After a long while, he was sure, and he was sure that Wen Ai didn't like him. Being together is just because he is useful.

"He—is that worthy of your liking?"

Wen Ai was a little stunned. Although he knew the answer, he couldn't help but want to hide it in front of Mo Yuqian. Now it seems impossible...

Mo Yuqian could see everything from her performance. He suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch her neck, and said coldly: "Even if you like him, so what? He will never like you in his life, and he won't even watch you much." Take a look at you, if you are smart, stay by my side obediently, and I will treat you well."

"cough--!"

Wen Ai's face was livid, and he pinched Mo Yuqian's with his own fingers, hoping that Mo Yuqian would let go of her slender neck, but the man was still indifferent, and was still pinching her neck tightly.

The air became thinner and thinner, as if he wanted to kill her, Wen Ai's whole body was weak, his heels began to swing, and he was about to faint, Mo Yuqian refused to let go, his eyes were cold Firmly locked onto Wen Ai's pale cheeks.

As if satisfied, he actually laughed out loud, desolate and cold: "Wen Ai, I saved your life, so you don't want to waste it in this life!"

Wen Ai slapped his palm with all his strength, but there was no movement at all, nothing moved!
"Cough, cough—!"

This time, Mo Yuqian put his hand down, and then said: "Xiao Ai, reflect on what you did wrong. You came to the door for Mo Tingjun, why? You want to take off yourself and pack it up for Mo Ting Jun? Really a bitch!"

He said to himself, finally regained his composure, cast his eyes on her coldly, finally flicked his sleeves, and got into the car: "Go home!"

"Yes!"

The car drove away quickly, and no one cared about Wen Ai who was sitting on the ground, and Wen Ai stared at the rear of the car with cold eyes, but there was no so-called hatred.

Maybe it was because Mo Yuqian said that he was the one who saved her, so she couldn't help herself.

After all, his life was given by others, Wen Ai is still afraid of Mo Yuqian.

Mo Tingjun is like a cinnabar mole in her heart, and Mo Yuqian is a hedgehog. The so-called loneliness is just superfluous!
Mo Yuqian asked the driver to drive for a while, and then he felt restless again. The person sitting in the passenger seat saw him like this, so he couldn't help but remind him: "If the fourth young master feels that he is wrong, he can still make up for it. Miss really misunderstood Fourth Young Master's kindness, then..."

The loss outweighs the gain!

The fourth young master would never do such a loss-making business, and he would not even take a look at it, but he never thought that this thing would be experienced by the fourth young master himself. Sure enough, there are many wonderful things in the world, just to see if luck meets it .

"When did you become so talkative?" Mo Yuqian rubbed his forehead, feeling a pain in his head that exploded, making people unable to see the truth and reality clearly. He leaned on the seat and beat his head vigorously, Hope this eases the headache.

But still to no avail.

There is no way at all, maybe the only way to see her is to...

Let the head no longer hurt.

"Fourth young master, don't be angry, I just mentioned it, if you don't like it, I won't mention it!" As long as you don't fire me, everything will be fine, he always thinks this matter is easy to get through, and if you like it, I will keep saying it , if he doesn't like it, he must make irresponsible remarks.

"As long as you know your duty!" Mo Yuqian closed his eyes and didn't look at the person in the passenger seat after he finished speaking in a hurry.

As expected, the person in the passenger seat stopped talking, and the attitude that he obviously wanted to flatter was a little more joking and embarrassing at this time, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable at first sight, so halfway, he actually turned the He got out of the car!
The ticket she bought actually sat for that guy, it's bad!
Not long after the car was driven, Mo Yuqian pointed out with his finger: "Go back."

His heart was still soft, and when he got to the spot, he found that the woman who was supposed to be crying had disappeared. Mo Yuqian suddenly felt that he had done something wrong. He shouldn't have treated Wen Ai like that, otherwise she wouldn't be looking for her now. Not anymore.

Mo Yuqian searched around but didn't see anyone, got into the car and went directly to the villa, just opened the door, met a pair of innocent eyes, clearly: "You are back, I will make you some delicious compensation... ..."

Her voice is very low, so low that it can make people wandering, charming and painful, Mo Yuqian is also slightly stunned, this is the first time I have seen Wen Ai like this, there is no intentional flattery or cover-up, and there is no such dirty thoughts.

But why would she do this?
Is it because she gave in?

"En." After saying a few words, Mo Yuqian lowered his head and said nothing, sitting on the sofa thoughtfully, his broken hair blocking the corner of his eyes, "Wen Ai, don't please me so much, because there is no No need!"

No matter the reason, he still wanted to help her, Mo Yuqian sighed and didn't say anything else, as if he was very tired.

But Wen Ai came over, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and said with a chuckle: "Why is it not necessary? Is it because I am a chess piece, so I don't need to know so much, and I don't have to think so clearly, let alone talk to you to make trouble?"

"No!" Seriously interrupting this sentence, he stretched out his hand and quickly hugged Wen Ai into his arms, "I actually know that you like Mo Tingjun, I knew you liked him since the first time you met, No, maybe much earlier!"

Before he saved her, this woman may have fallen in love with Mo tingjun, or maybe she approached him because she liked Mo tingjun.

And what about him?
Even if he knew what she was thinking, he still wanted to help her everywhere. He was simply a masochist. Mo Yuqian took a deep breath and felt a tightness in his chest. He didn't know what kind of feeling it was, and he had never tried it before.

"Mo Yuqian, didn't you say you didn't care about my past, and now you're asking again?" The corners of Wen Ai's mouth were a little stiff.

"Wen Ai!" Mo Yuqian's eyes flew over like knives, staring at Wen Ai and looking again, "Do you think anyone really believes that you have amnesia? I don't believe it! What's more, Mo Ting, who is smarter than me all?"

Wen Ai was like a blow to the head, feeling very uncomfortable, yes, all this time, he was just deceiving himself...

"..."

No one argued anymore, even Mo Yuqian calmed down and stared at Wen Ai for a moment: "Stay away from Mo Tingjun in the future!"

"Why should I listen to you and stay away from him?" Wen Ai asked coldly.

"Wen Ai, don't forget, your life is mine!" Mo Yuqian pinched her chin, and said with bloodshot eyes: "Your life belongs to me, so you can't be killed by others. If you die, I will do it too!"

Wen Ai went to provoke Mo Tingjun because she didn't understand how cruel a man who is gentle on the surface is in private.

"Then you can kill me now..."

(End of this chapter)