I cry so hard!

This is the seventh year that the two have been together. Others said there would be a seven-year itch. Mo Ruanmiao didn't believe it at first, but one day he smelled a woman's perfume on Mo Chutian, which was not strong. But it did exist, on the neckline of Mo Chutian's shirt.

Mo Ruanmiao didn't want to be a suspicious person, so she kept the matter to herself.He comforted himself that it might have been accidentally contaminated, maybe the secretary or a partner happened to have a woman who used this perfume, maybe the guess could be bolder, Mo Chutian might want to buy a bottle of perfume for Zhao Manzhen, So tried the sample.

It's just that since that day, Mo Ruanmiao has been concerned about many small things about Mo Chutian. He will pay attention to the other party's itinerary, will pay attention to whether the other party is close to a certain person, and sometimes even can't help it. spy on each other's privacy.

As time passed day by day, Mo Ruanmiao didn't find anything unusual on Mo Chutian's body, as if the perfume smelled that day was an illusion, and everything returned to calm.

In the afternoon, when Mo Chutian came home on time, Mo Ruanmiao happened to come down from upstairs. He called his brother and threw himself into Mo Chutian's arms. There was still a smile on his face for a second. It's changed, the smile on his face is a bit far-fetched, and it's that kind of taste again.

"Brother, are you in the company all afternoon?" Mo Ruanmiao asked tentatively. He felt that the smile on his face might be a little unnatural, but he really couldn't.

Mo Chutian's expression was the same as usual, with a smile in his eyes, "Yes."

Mo Ruanmiao nodded absent-mindedly, but he couldn't see anything wrong from Mo Chutian's face, the other party was too calm.Mo Ruanmiao lowered her eyes, she should trust Mo Chutian, shouldn't she?He should give enough credit, as he has for the past few years.

In the evening, when Zhao Manzhen came to Xihua, Mo Ruanmiao smelled the perfume again, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It must be that Zhao Manzhen went to the company in the afternoon.

But Mo Ruanmiao didn't ask Zhao Manzhen.

Mo Ruanmiao was a little scared.

The next day, Mo Ruanmiao and Mo Chutian went to the company together. Everyone in the company already knew his identity, and everyone called him Mr. Mo Xiao. After entering the office, he looked inside and talked with himself. The next time it didn't make any difference.

When his eyes reached the bookshelf, Mo Ruanmiao's heart trembled. There were more things he hadn't seen before. It was a landscape painting with an English signature on it. He searched for the name of this person in his mind. It was a Stranger, the feminine character of the name is obvious.

Mo Ruanmiao turned around and glanced at the man who was working hard, let out a sigh of relief and walked towards the bookshelf. The closer he got, the more he felt that this painting was special. It was placed in a very prominent position by Mo Chutian.

Mo Ruanmiao suppressed the feeling in her heart and raised her hand to touch the painting, but was stopped by a voice, "Miaomiao, don't move around."

In an instant, Mo Ruanmiao felt a chill enveloping him, his whole body was so cold, he blinked, his eyes were a little confused, Mo Chutian had never yelled at him like this before, but now he was speaking loudly to him because of a painting .

"What's wrong?" Mo Ruanmiao pulled out a forced smile, "I'm so precious, I'm not allowed to move."

Mo Chutian probably also realized that his tone was not good, so he immediately put down the pen in his hand and strode towards Mo Ruanmiao. He hugged Mo Ruanmiao from behind, kissed his earlobe, and said, "Sorry, yes I overreacted."

Did not answer the question directly.

Mo Chutian still had a meeting in the afternoon. Just after he said this to Mo Ruanmiao, the secretary knocked on the door with the information. He pinched Mo Ruanmiao's face affectionately, as if he didn't see Mo Ruanmiao's uneasy expression. It's so-so, "I have another meeting. You can play in the office by yourself, and go to the lounge to sleep if you are sleepy."

Mo Ruanmiao didn't speak, he no longer concealed his emotions, and wrote his unhappiness clearly on his face.

But Mo Chutian turned a blind eye, took a few documents and left the office,

Mo Ruanmiao bit her lip and looked at the direction where Mo Chutian left, her eyes hurt a little, what went wrong?There was no warning at all, he was not prepared at all.

Half an hour later, the secretary came in, holding a few boxes in her hand, "President Mo ordered it, it's a new flavor from the restaurant you often eat."

Mo Ruanmiao nodded, and suddenly remembered something. He stopped the secretary and pointed to the painting on the bookshelf. It was the first time he did this kind of thing, and he was very nervous, but when he said it, he found himself calm. Terrible, "Do you know who sent that painting?"

"Huh?" The secretary didn't come to her senses, she thought for a while and said, "Boss Mo brought it to the office in person, I don't know who sent it."

The secretary still had some impressions of this matter, the painting was medium in size, definitely not a small object, and Mo Chutian didn't allow anyone to touch this painting, and he looked very happy when he brought it.The secretary carefully observed Mo Ruanmiao's expression, feeling a little puzzled, is there something wrong with that painting?

"Okay, I see." Mo Ruanmiao replied calmly.

The secretary left the office with amnesty, and she always felt that it was not a good thing.

When Mo Chutian came back, Mo Ruanmiao was nowhere to be seen in the office. There were several cardboard boxes lying in the trash can beside the table, and the snacks inside had been eaten up. It seemed quite tasty, Mo Chutian thought. I'll have to buy from that store next time.

Mo Chutian found Mo Ruanmiao in the lounge. The other party was in a deep sleep, but they had to go home.

"Miaomiao, wake up." Mo Chutian whispered.

Mo Ruanmiao opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously raised his arms to hug Mo Chutian's neck, his face full of dependence, but in the next second, something popped up in his mind, and he immediately woke up , and then obviously refused Mo Chutian's approach.

The real outbreak of inner suspicion happened one night when Mo Chutian was taking a shower and left his mobile phone outside. Mo Ruanmiao was leaning cross-legged on the sofa to play with his mobile phone. The screen of the other mobile phone beside him lit up. Miao froze in place, as if someone had poured cold water over her head.

[Brother good night, I love you]

Someone called Brother Mo Chutian, so close, but obviously only he could call it, and now someone else called him, and that person still said he loves Mo Chutian.

Mo Ruanmiao glanced at the direction of the bathroom, struggled a little, and finally picked up the mobile phone. Mo Ruanmiao hurriedly entered the password of the mobile phone, but he entered a short string of numbers and letters. Got it wrong several times.

The moment the phone was turned on, Mo Ruanmiao felt a little lucky in her heart. Mo Chutian didn't change the password. Does it mean that there is still a chance to save everything.

Yes, Mo Ruanmiao felt that Mo Chutian had cheated.

When he clicked on the message, he didn't care whether Mo Chutian would find out that he already had the idea of ​​smashing the jar, so what if he found out?It's just that Mo Chutian would pretend not to know if he wanted to maintain the appearance of stability or to expose the matter.

The news continued until half a month ago, Mo Ruanmiao's heart sank more than half, he turned off his phone and threw it aside, what should we do?What should he do?Mo Chutian... said love to that person, just like he said to himself.

Mo Chutian cheated, maybe not physically, but mentally.

But what if it reaches the flesh?Can he know?

Mo Ruanmiao wanted to pretend nothing happened, and he wanted to maintain the relationship.

Mo Ruanmiao chose to give in, but that person became more and more unrestrained. Today, it might be a small note full of love words that accidentally fell out of the document bag. Maybe it's the color of a little lipstick accidentally stained on the chest, it's a warm red, maybe it's a hot beauty.

One by one, one by one, Mo Ruanmiao didn't know what kind of reaction she should give.

It was another night, Mo Chutian drank some wine at the dinner party, and his eyes were sober with a bit of confusion.At this time, Mo Ruanmiao, who was wearing a dark nightgown and showing a pair of smooth calves, was a strong medicine for him. He walked to the bedside, held Mo Ruanmiao's fair neck and kissed it heavily.

When the two kissed, Mo Ruanmiao was always in a dominant position, he was dazed by the kiss, and occasionally let out some unbearable voices.

Everything was getting better and better, but his eyes suddenly touched a few marks on the shoulders of the person on his body. Mo Ruanmiao woke up instantly, and pushed Mo Chutian away, her face full of disbelief, and her eyes were full of injuries.

"Who is it?" Mo Ruanmiao's voice was a little dry.

Mo Chutian sighed, grabbed the shirt beside him and put it on. He looked gentle, and his words seemed to suppress his deep love for that person, "A very good person, in my heart, he is the most beautiful person in the world .”

Mo Ruanmiao blinked, and immediately covered with a layer of mist, he pointed to the door of the bedroom, as if he was suppressing something, his voice was extremely low, "Go out."

Mo Chutian and Mo Ruanmiao looked at each other for a long time, but in the end Mo Chutian lost. He rubbed his eyebrows, why did he go out?Was such a good night wasted?

Mo Chutian hugged him into his arms, and kissed him honestly without saying a word. Mo Ruanmiao glared at him angrily, then stretched out his fist and hammered him on the shoulder, limp and weak, as if acting like a spoiled child. .

"Little ancestor, have you had enough fun?" Mo Chutian had a miserable life these days.Sometimes when I kiss and kiss, my lover will give me a cold look.Sometimes it is clear that one second he was still acting like a baby with you, and the next second he immediately grew up ten years old, and he would not let him be hugged.Even almost got kicked out tonight.

Is this a human life?

Mo Chutian promised that he would not let Mo Ruanmiao go out to meet Mo Cheng and the others for the next month, and see what strange ideas Mo Ruan Miao had been instilled in after staying with Mo Cheng and the others for a long time. It is to bully their children who are young and willing to listen to everything.

Mo Ruanmiao changed her posture, climbed onto Mo Chutian and sat face to face with him, probably because she knew that Mo Chutian didn't want to make trouble with her, and the shame accumulated in the corner these days finally spewed out, Mo Ruanmiao Burying his face into Mo Chutian's neck, he whispered embarrassedly: "Enough, enough."

Enough is enough, Mo Chutian is always worried that he will laugh, he rubbed Mo Ruanmiao's soft hair, and then pulled the man out of the neck, Mo Ruanmiao looked at him obediently, Very obedient.

Mo Chutian didn't intend to let him go just like this. Before starting, he naturally kissed the rosy lips first, and he had to charge some interest first. Mo Ruanmiao obediently let him kiss, as if he could kiss for 10 minutes .

"Miaomiao, let's do the math." Mo Chutian smiled.

Seeing this smile, Mo Ruanmiao felt something was wrong, so she quickly softened her voice to act coquettishly with Mo Chutian, "Brother, what's the deal, it's so late, let's go to sleep."

Hearing this, Mo Chutian stared at Mo Ruanmiao for a long time, then laughed out loud, and readily agreed: "Okay, go to bed first."

This sleep is naturally a dynamic sleep, and the interrupted things continued. In the end, Mo Ruanmiao cried again. The price is too high, so it's better to settle the score.

Afterwards, Mo Chutian was unwilling to let Mo Ruanmiao go, he took the other's limp hand to climb his shoulder, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Look who caught this."

Mo Ruanmiao sniffled and struggled to free his wrist. He felt his fingertips were very hot, so he stopped struggling and wished he could scratch up two more times. He said aggrievedly: "It was caught by the goblin, anyway. It's not me." Then he didn't forget to say something random, "You don't love me anymore."

You have to ask Mo Ruanmiao the day before yesterday if it was caught by the goblin.

"I don't love you?" Mo Chutian let out a muffled laugh. He put down his human arm, then grabbed the phone beside him, and then brought up a page and put the phone in front of Mo Ruanmiao, "Look, don't you say this every day? love you?"

Mo Ruanmiao closed her eyes, looked away, the corners of her eyes were filled with a layer of blush, she was really bullied by Mo Chutian, she still said stubbornly, "This is not me."

He also learned to deceive himself and others, Mo Chutian pinched his face, thinking that his child is really cute, but the cuter he is, the more he wants to be bullied.

Mo Chutian got up and opened the drawer of the bedside table. There was a small storage box inside. Mo Ruanmiao suddenly felt bad, and struggled to get up from the bed with his weak body, but he was hugged directly by someone. arms.

"Do you want me to read it aloud?" Mo Chutian pulled out a piece of paper and asked with raised eyebrows.

"No!" Mo Ruanmiao blushed.

Mo Chutian was quite obedient and put the note back. He felt that Mo Ruanmiao's handwriting was very good, and he felt happy after reading it every day. For more than half a month, Mo Ruanmiao stuffed his briefcase with paper every day. As soon as he saw the above words, he felt happy, and even brought the whole secretarial team in a happy mood.

"Okay, don't read it, but I think Miaomiao will write to me when she has time, is that okay?" Mo Chutian smiled and kissed Mo Ruanmiao's forehead, he really wanted this benefit to last until the future.

Mo Ruanmiao thought for a while and asked, "Do you like it?"

Mo Chutian nodded.

"That's fine." Mo Ruanmiao reluctantly said, but in fact, she had already made it down in her heart, and it was good to know another thing Mo Chutian likes.Since Mo Chutian is happy, he can write in another font every once in a while, but the text on the note must not be so greasy and crooked.

Then Mo Chutian asked for a favor by borrowing the shirt that Mo Ruanmiao painted with watercolors, and said that he liked the painting in the office very much, and hoped that Mo Ruanmiao could draw another one, and then the two discussed again I bought the bottle of perfume I gave to Zhao Manzhen last time. It smells good, but it is a bit too long-lasting.

After chatting for a long time, Mo Ruanmiao lay drowsy in Mo Chutian's arms. He asked in a low voice, "Is this the feeling of the seven-year itch?"

"But that's not ours," Mo Ruanmiao said softly, "Our seventh year is like this now, I love you very much, and you love me too."

There are no such messy derailments, betrayals, and infidelities at all. Mo Chutian feels that he has to delete that script tomorrow, lest Mo Ruanmiao will pull him into acting again one day. There are many things in it. They can't even act, such as yelling at Mo Ruan Miao, or turning a blind eye to Mo Ruan Miao's sadness, even if it is acting.

Mo Ruanmiao nodded in a daze, grabbed the corner of Mo Chutian's clothes and yawned, and said like a dream, "Yes, I love you, I know what to draw."

The person in his arms had already fallen asleep, and Mo Chutian suddenly felt that it was not completely meaningless, at least Mo Ruanmiao had a good time and had some inspirations, and he also got a lot of benefits, forget it, let's put the script there , lest Mo Ruanmiao go to Mocheng and the others to ask for it.

Next, Mr. Mo hugged his welfare Mr. Mo Xiao and fell into a deep sleep.

The author has something to say: It’s not the last episode, but it’s really over~ Thanks again for your company!And the new article has been opened tonight, see you in the next book!

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