<>Su Mian was numb and weak all over by him...org Yawen

Apart from her blushing nod, she couldn't even speak.

In the kitchen, the sound of water flowing and bowls colliding together came. Su Mian listened quietly, and was slightly stunned.

Zhong Nanqin is very nice to her.

It was so good that she felt that he was so perfect, and she had a lot of shortcomings.

It was so good that she felt that she was not worthy of her.

His world is so rich and colorful, while her world is ordinary and barren.

She was afraid that one day, he would be tired of her ordinaryness and leave her.

This is also why Zhong Nanqin pressed her step by step before, but she just wanted to escape.

If you are not a person in the same world, will you have to be separated sooner or later?

......

Zhong Nanqin walked out of the kitchen and saw Su Mian sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Although her eyes were watching TV, her eyes were dull and her eyes didn't move for a long time.

He walked over and sat down next to her.

He reached out and hugged her on his thighs and let her lean into her arms.

He lowered his head and breathed between her white and tender neck, "What are you thinking?"

Su Mian certainly wouldn't say that. She shook her head gently, then leaned her face against his heart, and took the initiative to wrap her hands around his waist.

It was rare to see her take the initiative. Zhong Nanqin lowered her head and kissed her eyebrows.

Then he spoke, "I will see another client in the afternoon, I will have to leave later."

After hearing this, Su Mian tightened his hand holding his waist slightly, and then loosened it again.

She stood up from his arms and looked up at him, "Will you come tonight?"

Hearing the reluctance in her words, Zhong Nanqin curled her lips and said, "Want to let me come?"

Unexpectedly, Su Mian shook her head, "Meow Meow is back later, it's inconvenient."

"I have no conscience," Zhong Nanqin's voice was low and he felt a little unhappy, "Yu Miao is more important than me?"

Su Mian deliberately angered him, "Well, I've lived with her for so long, how long has it been with you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Nanqin blocked his mouth.

He kissed her while asking softly on her lips, "Who is more important, huh?"

"All......"

He deepened the strength on his lips and tongue again and continued to threaten, "Yu Miao is more important?"

Su Mian lost the strength to speak this time.

She hid softly in his arms, letting him ask for it at will...

It was not until Su Mian was so exhausted that Zhong Nanqin let her go.

Her chin gently pressed against her soft hair. Just as Zhong Nanqin was about to speak, his cell phone rang.

The call was made by Yan Qingming, who said that the customer he would meet in the afternoon was about to arrive.

Putting away the phone, Zhong Nanqin looked at Su Mian with his eyes down, "I have to leave...org"

Su Mian came out of his arms obediently, got off the sofa and put on his shoes.

"Wait a minute," she said to him and walked into the bedroom.

Zhong Nanqin waited in the same place for a while, and then saw Su Mian walking out of the bedroom with a paper bag.

He glanced at the paper bag and asked her, "What?"

"Last dress," Su Mian said, handing him the paper bag, "and the necklace."

Zhong Nanqin's face suddenly sank.

He didn't go to pick up the paper bag, and looked at Su Mian with deep eyes, and the corners of his lips that had been curled up slowly straightened.

His voice suddenly became cold, "It's all like this, can you still be so clear from me?"

Su Mian was slightly stunned by his sudden cold tone.

“This dress…”

Zhong Nanqin coldly interrupted her, "If you don't want it, just throw it away!"

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

Su Mian stood there, watching him strode away, watching the apartment door open, and then closed with a "bang".

It took a long time before she came to her senses.

He lowered his head and looked at the paper bag in his hand, Su Mian's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

What did she do wrong?

......

In the next three days, Su Mian never saw Zhong Nanqin again.

Not only have I never seen him, I didn't even have a phone call.

Su Mian didn't take the initiative to contact him. He has been staying at home these days and has not even left the door.

She washed the dress, dried it and ironed it carefully and hung it up.

As for the necklace, she put it in the drawer and never opened it again.

Yu Miao and her stayed at home for three days and gradually realized something was wrong.

That day, while having supper, she couldn't help asking Su Mian, "Why haven't you met recently? The boss is on a business trip?"

Su Mian lowered her head and drank porridge, and said lightly, "He's busy."

"I'm so busy that I don't even have time to make a phone call?" Yu Miao looked suspicious, "Tell me honestly, what's wrong with you two?"

Su Mian shook her head, "I'm full, you'll wash the dishes later."

After saying that, she pushed open the porridge bowl and got up and entered the bedroom.

"Hey, you..."

Yu Miao looked at the door that she closed and said to herself, "It's not a quarrel, right?"

Su Mian returned to the room, kicked off her slippers and climbed up the bay window.

The bay window of the bedroom was carefully arranged by her, with soft cushions and large pillows on it.

Su Mian leaned on the pillow, looked up at the evening sky.

The sunset is setting, and the sun is gradually sinking.

The sun that had scorched the earth for a whole day had slowly sunk into the horizon, leaving only a piece of afterglow.

Su Mian's eyes kept looking at the afterglow until the afterglow dissipated and the sky was dim, she then withdrew her gaze.

The phone was placed on the mat, and glanced at the time, and then she realized that she had stared at the afterglow for half an hour.

Pulling the corners of his lips, Su Mian smiled sarcastically.

It's really boring!

I reached out, picked up the book I had not finished reading in the afternoon, and looked down.

The uneasiness in my heart was finally soothed by the stories in the book.

Before I knew it, I read most of the book, and it was already late at night.

I put down the book, went down the bay window, and walked over and took my pajamas into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she went to bed.

In fact, he was not sleepy at all, but Su Mian still forced himself to fall asleep.

Closed her eyes, she counted silently in her heart... one sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

For some reason, counting sheep tonight didn't seem to work for her.

From counting to one hundred, from counting to one hundred, I have been re-ed up many times, not only is there a trace of sleepiness, but I have become more and more sober.

She sighed softly in her heart, she got up from the bed and wanted to go to the kitchen to pour some water.

When she left the bedroom and passed the living room to go to the kitchen, she was shocked to find that the apartment door was actually open.

It's not big open, it's half open.

My heart thumped.

She immediately entered the kitchen, carried her kitchen knife for cutting vegetables, and moved towards the door lightly.
To be continued...