President, please spoil me!

Huo Sicheng exhaled light smoke from his lips, stared at her with dark and dark eyes, his Adam's apple rolled and rolled, but nothing came out.

"You can't, can you?"

Her voice was soft and soft, even tainted with a thin smile, but she was very sure for no reason.

The water at the tip of the hair was still dripping slowly, or the clothes were wet, Xing Yu simply put the towel for wiping the hair on his shoulders to isolate the wet hair from the neck of the clothes, "The reason why you are so troubled is also because You know you can't."

"The most you can accept is - either force you to be with me like I did before amnesia, or beg you as a weak person with nowhere to go, just like me after amnesia be with me."

"You can accept me with reason, and you can pamper me within a certain range, but if you are asked to love me, or let you pursue me...you can't do it."

She smiled slightly, "Really?"

Huo Sicheng lowered his eyes, looking at the ashes that had been thrown into the ashtray, his voice faded into indifference, "Yes."

One of the possibilities Miller raises is close to what she's saying now.

He was silent.

Let him love her again and play the redemption game without distraction, and love her like he loved her the most.

He can't do it.

Xing Hua walked over and sat down beside the bed, with her body next to him.

The body that has just been bathed and the hair that has been washed form a faint fragrance unique to women, which invades the man's sense of smell and magnifies her sense of existence, "What about me now? You are not willing to sacrifice your principles If you follow the position to save her, even if you are willing, you may not be able to save her, and she may not be willing to be rescued."

Huo Sicheng turned his head sideways and looked down at her.

Her eyes looked one black and one white, without even the slightest impurity, but strangely carried a kind of pure temptation, "Can you want me now? No matter what unreasonable things she has done in the past, Or if she hurt you or betrayed you, she no longer exists."

"But you can't say that I'm not me at all, I'm still Xing Hua."

Xing Hua finally said in a low voice, "You still like Xing Hua, don't you?"

It was quiet for a long time.

In other words, it was Huo Sicheng who stared at her face, even the smoke between his fingers just quietly burned by itself, and even a little ashes fell on the hem of his clothes.

Her expression, eyes, and even her voice and tone of voice exude a clean and seductive allure.

"no,"

The man's voice interrupted the silence lightly, "If you were just the you you are now, apart from the fact that your skin is so fair that I can take another look at it, even this face may not arouse my interest, let alone like it."

"……Oh."

"Dry your hair," he stood up, and conveniently put the half-extinguished cigarette in the ashtray, and said softly, "I'll go to the study to deal with the documents."

………………

That night, different dreams in the same bed.

The next morning, Xing Hua didn't wake up with him either.

After the usual time for a man to go out to work, she got up and sat up, staring out the French windows in a daze, and after waiting for nearly 5 minutes, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She was not very familiar with Ning Cheng, so after thinking about it, she called Xing Xing and asked her, "Xing'er, is there any suitable house to rent near your school?"

There should be houses around the university that can be rented, the price is low, and it is relatively safe.

Xing Xing was stunned, "Who wants to rent a house, sister, you?"

"Well, I have this plan."