Sure enough, the chill in the air was even worse. For no reason, people felt that this space was about to condense, and they couldn't breathe.

The person whose back was facing didn't speak, and couldn't see her expression, Wen Mo felt a little confused and dry.

He lowered his head and thought about it, what could be the reason for this person's anger, but he invited her to dinner for Lu Yangyu, "Didn't you ask the assistant to apologize to you?"

The flowers used for apology were all thrown in the trash can by you, and I haven't even bothered with you yet!

Hearing these vaguely aggrieved and impatience words, Zuo Jin closed his eyes and suppressed the anger floating in his heart.

Right now, I really don't want to say a word to her.

Wen Mo, who was treated with a cold face, wanted to turn around and walk away, but he stood there without moving his feet, as if roots had grown from the soles of his feet.

"Where do you think I am wrong, you can tell me directly, and I will admit my mistake again, okay?"

In order to play well, Wen Mo felt that she had made a lot of sacrifices. At least, she had never been so patient with anyone.

The cold tone is subdued, and it sounds reluctance and irritability to the ears of others.

"Yueyue, invite people out." Zuo Jin's chest rose and fell more and more obviously, and the hands on his legs were also clenched tightly. Under the thin moist skin, thin blue veins bulged.

Assistant Yueyue got Zuo Jin's order, so she raised her head and quickly glanced back and forth at the two of them, then walked a few steps quickly, "Mr. Wen, please come to the door. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it another day."

"Please Yueyue go out for a while, I'll talk to Ms. Zuo alone."

Instead, Wen Mo invited the person out, frowned, walked up to her, looked at her face to face, and chatted face to face.

Assistant Yueyue saw that Sister Jin had no objection, so she went out in silence. After thinking about it, she even closed the open windows, and she was guarding outside like a door god.

There is an intuition that the two people in the room are weird and have something to do.

As a personal assistant, it is natural to think a lot, and it is always good to be cautious.

There was no one else in the room, Wen Mo thought about it, and said in a soft voice, "Can you stop being angry with me?"

Zuo Jin glanced at her, his delicate face was clear and cold: "I'm not angry."

"Lie." The warm brown pupils stared straight at her frost-covered face, "I'm not very good at coaxing people, but as long as you tell me, I'll change it."

Sitting on the chair, Zuo Jin straightened his back and looked at her from bottom to top. The slightly raised chin showed every inch of a beautiful arc, showing stubbornness and stuffiness everywhere:

"I'm not familiar with Ms. Wen, so naturally I don't need you to coax me, and I don't need you to change it."

Wen Mo's eyes lingered on the fair skin, and after scanning inch by inch, her drooping eyes remained motionless, the brown pupils covered by her long eyelashes were slightly misty, and the confusion inside made her look like a lost child.

From Zuo Jin's angle, you can only see the slender black eyelashes trembling slightly, as fragile as a butterfly with broken wings in the cool wind.Then I thought to myself, is it because my attitude is too indifferent, which hurts this person's heart?

Or, there is some misunderstanding in it, and I should listen to her explanation?

Thinking like this, he calmed down, turned his face to the side, and asked calmly: "Last night..." After a pause, "Why, you tricked me into meeting Teacher Lu."

Sure enough, this is it.

The entanglement in Wen Mo's eyes emerged, and he didn't make a sound for a while, almost making Zuo Jin think that there was a wooden man standing beside him.

Just turned around, wanting to see what she was silent about, but when she raised her eyes, she caught off guard and bumped into those eyes that were floating with mist.

When I saw her in TV dramas before, I thought this person's brown eyes were beautiful, clear and indifferent.

But, at this moment, why are there entanglements?

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but ask, "What are you struggling with?"

"Confused, should I continue to approach you; or should I... go back to the days when I never touched you." Wen Mo's voice was rough, and his brows were also frowned.

If you don't get it, you won't have greed; but after you touch it, you will have delusion.

Every word and every sentence came to his ears, and Zuo Jin could understand the superficial meaning; but it seemed that there were other hidden meanings, so he didn't understand.Thinking about it secretly, she tentatively said, "So, you are helping others to ask me out?"

The words came out, and I was a little annoyed.

Now, Wen Mo blinked, then nodded, "I'm afraid that I'll indulge in my beauty, I'm afraid that I won't be able to leave you, and I'm even more afraid that if I do things that I'm sorry to you day and night, I'll hurt you in the end."

Zuo Jin: "..."

How do you listen to these words, how unserious they are, however, the person who spoke is sincere and does not allow you to correct him.

While Wen Mo was talking, she had already stepped forward, her brown eyes gazed intently, and leaned over to put her hand on her beating heart, "Here, it came back to life because I touched you."

Zuo Jin, who was still annoyed at first, felt uncomfortable at this moment. She could get along with this person freely through the air, but once she got close, the blood in her body would gradually become agitated, clamoring to get out of control.

Just like in front of him, it was supposed to be a good conversation, but the atmosphere was changed by a few words, the palm was wrapped in delicate and soft, Zuo Jin slightly pressed his lips tightly, thinking that this person did it on purpose.

"Also please, Ms. Wen, if you have something to say, don't add unnecessary actions."

It was obviously a small blush, but he still pretended to be calm and spoke solemnly.I don't know if it's more advice, more warnings, or more shyness.

He wanted to retract his hand, but was pushed back by Wen Mo, the more he wanted to retract, the harder he pushed back.

In the end, Zuo Jin didn't dare to move anymore, because his palms were already wet with sweat.

After this small movement, the red plum blossoms in the palms were in full bloom in the snow, and the two eyes met, and they were both a little bit ashamed.

Wen Mo looked at the reddish face of the person in front of him, like a noble and charming hibiscus among thousands of flowers, after being touched by a cold autumn rain, it revealed a faint red.

It is undeniable that Wen Mo was fascinated by this moving scenery, and his brown eyes became brighter.

It's just that people didn't get one step closer.

In her mind, this person hugged the man next to him, and even brought him into the room in the middle of the night. What did she do inside for such a long time?

Thinking, thinking, the light in her eyes was extinguished again, a little sleepy, she withdrew her hand from the soft place, held it in the palm of her hand, and fiddled with her fingertips, "Who was that person last night?" ? Why can I enter your room."

When asking this question, Wen Mo lowered his head, his eyes fell on the translucent white fingers, but he didn't look at Zuo Jin's expression.

As soon as he said the words, he felt that he was not qualified to ask, and it was impolite to pry into other people's privacy, so he quickly changed his words: "Sorry, pretend I didn't ask."

"he is my friend."

Hearing this, Wen Mo, who was still sleepy just now, suddenly raised his head, and his gaze shifted to her face, the frost faded away, and she was as gentle as before, only listening to her continue talking.

"His name is He Zhengan, and he is a friend I have known since childhood."

This explanation is like a continuous spring rain, watering the deserted heart, and those sluggish feelings have a tendency to breed crazily again.

The strength of playing with the white fingertips became more and more gentle, and the brown eyes were full of starlight.

Zuo Jin took the opportunity to withdraw his hand smoothly, took the paper towel on the table beside him and wiped it carefully, "I don't like misunderstandings, I don't like you to make up your own mind, and I don't want you to get too close to me."

Because, I don't want to lose control of myself as soon as I get close to you.

Is this greed?What was the relationship with Wen Chuyi before that?

Can a person really indulge in another person's body just after leaving one person?

Revenge of the Fallen?Is it greedy for novelty?Is it obsessed with sex?It's because the two siblings have similar eyebrows...

Zuo Jin fell into a deep entanglement and self-disgust.

Wen Mo's cold eyes swept across her eyebrows, nose and lips, and landed on the slender hand that was wiping, and said softly: "It's all up to you."

Feeling that it's about time, if you don't go out again, director Chen should hold the horn and shout into the crack of the door, and said: "Ms. Zuo, it's time for us to go out to film."

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