Since he said he fell in love with himself, then true love means feeling sorry for the other person, right?
If you don't even care about hurting her and only care about venting your desires, then this "love" is just words.
Sure enough, when Wen Zhan heard her cry out in pain, his movements immediately relaxed.
The two of them were panting. Mu Wanqing looked away because she had just recovered from a severe cold and couldn't help but cough a few times due to suffocation.
Wen Zhan frowned, then remembered that she was just sick.
"I'm sorry... do you want some water?" he asked in a hoarse voice, his eyes fixed on the woman's red lips, his Adam's apple rolling.
Gu Xinchen always asked him to express his feelings before, but he always scoffed.
But now that he actually said these words, he found that it was not that difficult.
And once the window paper is broken, a lot of care seems to come naturally, and even the desire for her can no longer be suppressed and covered up.
For example, now...a kiss can't solve the pain of separation for so many days. He looked at the woman he liked with "ferocious" eyes that wanted to swallow her up.
Mu Wanqing noticed this, subconsciously raised her hand, covered her mouth and nose with the back of her hand, wiped the glass door and quietly distanced herself from him.
Wen Zhan frowned: "What do you mean?"
Was she so resistant to his kiss?
Or are you saying that after getting together with that pretty boy, you still want to protect yourself like a jade for him?
Mu Wanqing was afraid that he would be angry, so she looked for an excuse at a loss: "I...I haven't recovered from a severe cold. If you do this...you will be infected."
"Didn't you kiss me a few days ago?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face suddenly overflowed with a hint of joy, with a hint of evil and arrogance.
I still have some conscience and know that I am afraid of infecting him.
Mu Wanqing muttered: "It's better to be careful...if you get infected and pass it on to the children...you'll be in trouble."
"..." The joy that just flashed through Wen Zhan's eyes was instantly extinguished.
It turned out that I was not worried about him, but that I was afraid that he would harm the two children.
His heart suddenly became cold, and he lowered his eyebrows and stared at the invisible woman in front of him.
"I've said everything I need to say, what's your attitude?" He returned to the topic.
"Huh?" Mu Wanqing responded and turned to look at him, falling into his deep and dark eyes.
Her heart suddenly tightened again, her face flushed, and her eyes flickered.
Her brain resumed functioning now, and she remembered what the man had just said.
——He is confessing his love.
——He said he fell in love with himself!
Even though he has a lot of bad habits, he still loves her!
Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, swallowed, and frowned. A series of micro-expressions showed that she was nervous and unable to make a decision at this time.
I never expected that things would turn out to be so complicated.
Wen Zhan actually fell in love with himself!
is this real?
Or was he looking for a reason to keep her in order not to divorce?
But why doesn't he want a divorce?
Lu Kejun even confessed to him!
very messy……
Mu Wanqing wanted to sort out this messy relationship, but found that the more she sorted it out, the more confusing it became. Everyone had a seemingly reasonable reason, but those reasons could not withstand scrutiny.
To love or not to love, to hate or not to hate, to leave or not to leave, it is really a mess that keeps cutting and sorting out.
"Speak!" Wen Zhan's patience was limited and he suddenly urged.
Mu Wanqing was frightened by his eager growl. She raised her eyes and was about to open her mouth when her cell phone rang in her pocket.
"I...I'll answer the phone!" She had an excuse and immediately avoided the man's eyes.
"Hey, Qiaoqiao..."
"Are you on your way back? How long will it take to arrive?" Yu Qiao asked on the phone.
The two made an appointment to talk about work in the afternoon. Yu Qiao counted the time and wanted to finish talking about work before picking up the children, so he called her to ask how long she would have to go back.
Mu Wanqing felt guilty and squeaked: "I...I'm on my way, as soon as possible, as soon as possible!"
"Okay, then I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanqing held her phone and looked at the man bravely: "I...I have something urgent and I have to leave."
She turned to leave, but the man raised his arm and hit the glass door with his palm, blocking her way.
"Mu Wanqing, is it so difficult to give a response? Or do you think it's very honorable to see me trying to stay in such a lowly manner?" He frowned gloomily, and anger began to gather in his heart again.
Mu Wanqing's heart was beating fast, her eyes averted, and she hesitated: "I... this, this is too sudden... I need time to digest, and... maybe you will regret it soon, so... we should be careful. "
"What do you regret?" He frowned and narrowed his eyes.
"I regret what you just said..." Maybe it was impulsive, maybe it was hormones.
Wen Zhan understood it and sneered coldly: "You really don't believe it."
She smiled dryly, raised her eyes to meet the other person's gaze, "Do you believe it yourself? We are basically people from two worlds... You are high up in the clouds, and I am just a small fish and shrimp in the river, even It’s just a loach in the ditch.”
As the lyrics say, the love between birds and fish is just an accident.
After saying this, Mu Wanqing didn't dare to look at his suddenly cold and gloomy face. She suddenly ducked out from under his arm and ran away in embarrassment.
She took her bag and rushed out of the Yujingwan Villa. Regardless of her physical weakness due to illness, she ran out of the villa area in one breath, as if there were some venomous snakes and beasts chasing behind her.
Her lungs were uncomfortable, and she coughed uncomfortably. This cough affected her internal organs, and immediately triggered an overwhelming cough, until her cheeks turned red and she burst into tears.
All the strength in her body seemed to be drained away. She staggered to the roadside and sat down. The buzzing in her ears was still ringing, but her mind recalled someone's confession just now.
Is it true, is it true...
She was still questioning and questioning in her mind.
If it is true, what does he love about himself? Why didn't he fall in love before, but fell in love when she decided to divorce?
If it's not true, then why does he try to ask for a kiss every time they meet?
Intimacy between men and women may be due to passion or hormones once or twice, but it can't be the same every time, right?
Moreover, every time he kissed her, he was so absorbed and uncontrollable that he really seemed to be in love.
Mu Wanqing sighed deeply and couldn't figure it out. When her cough subsided and she felt better, she stood up and hurried home.
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High-end private club.
Gu Xinchen frowned when he saw his good friend drinking wine regardless of his physical condition. Then he stood up and stopped him: "Stop drinking. You have a bad stomach. You will have to go to the hospital again."
Wen Zhan put aside his hand, filled the wine glass in front of him, and ordered: "Drink up!"
Mr. Gu glared, "Why did I offend you?"
"Drink when I tell you to!"
Gu Xinchen smiled helplessly. He happened to be depressed too, so he simply drank to drown his sorrows.
Picking up a full glass of wine, the two men touched it and drank it all.
The spicy wine slid all the way down the throat, burning the internal organs, and the two equally handsome and charming faces shrank into a ball.
Gu Xinchen hissed, put down the glass and asked, "Now you can tell me, why do you punish me to drink?"
Wen Zhan poured the wine and said, "You can't control your own woman and let her disrupt my family. Shouldn't you be punished?"
