HIS ONE SEE QING XIN - Chapter 60

Yan Qing opened the door and advanced, Mo Fei took a step behind, and when the door closed, he hugged her from behind her.

“Yan Qing…”

“Mo Fei…”

They call each other’s names at the same time…

“You first.” Mo Fei buried his head in the nook of her neck, he wanted to hug her for many days, since they both started to deliberately cold, he wanted to send her a message every night, but when he thought of the word “friend”, he was angry.

“Let’s… Let’s just get along like friends!” Yan Qing’s eyes were vacant as she looked out the window at the scenery of the town and said in a soft whisper.

Mo Fei lifted his head up, his eyes like a wounded puppy, and grabbed her arms with both hands to face himself: “Yan Qing, what is your heart made of?”

“Isn’t it good for us to just be like we were before?” Yan Qing’s two arms were grabbed tighter and tighter by Mo Fei, as if she wanted to pinch her fingers tightly inside the flesh.

Mo Fei’s expression slowly turned cold, suddenly, he violently pushed her to the door, then like an enraged cold wolf, kissed her lips, leaving no room for her to resist.

Yan Qing’s arms were vigorously pressed against the door by Mo Fei, and he closed his eyes, letting out all the anger and pain brought up by the thoughts of her during this time and the words and attitude she just said.

She was quiet, she just kept her eyes open and held back her tears.

Her calmness and composure caused Mo Fei to gradually calm down as well, and he opened his eyes to look at her pupils.

After staring at Yan Qing’s eyes like this for a few seconds, his hands also let go of her arms and moved to her face, rubbing it twice and saying, “Who let you mess with me just now, or,” he cupped her face and squeezed both hands in the middle, making her mouth pucker up, “you can pretend I just ate a candy from you, like Like this…” Mo Fei’s lips also beamed up, “Well,” and kissed her beak at the same time, then pulled away from her, who still had her back against the door, opened the door, and walked out somberly without looking back.

Yan Qing froze in place, biting her lower lip.

So, let’s leave it at that.

Mo Fei turned the corner, stopped, lit a cigarette, took a big puff, then tilted his head and exhaled a large cloud of smoke, a drop of water in the corner of his eye, delayed to fall…

…

“Qing’er, come and eat.” Shijie, Gu Ji, and Mo Fei were already sitting in the dining room.

They all changed out of their swimsuits, Yan Qing also took a shower in the bathroom of the room, changed into a pure white halter dress, hair half dry and draped, looking quite fairy.

The table is a square table, Yan Qing is sitting on the right side of Mo Fei, he has no expression, can not see the joy and sadness.

“Qing’er, do you want to go to the Deerwood lawn to see the stars at night?” Shijie asked Yan Qing as she put a piece of scrambled egg in her bowl.

“No, I’m quite tired today, I want to rest early.” Yan Qing did not want to be a light bulb and feed mosquitoes.

“What about you?” Gu Ji asked Mo Fei.

“No.” The answer was crisp, Gu Ji could see that the brother was not in a good mood.

“Okay then, make your own arrangements for the evening.” Gu Chi said.

…

After dinner, 7:30.

Yan Qing was half lying in bed watching videos, and Mo Fei was playing games on the balcony.

It seems to have returned to the state of the morning, not to interfere with each other, each to relieve boredom.

Yan Qing watched one street dance video after another and the latest news from HNA Entertainment.

Mo Fei played game after game, smoking one cigarette after another.

The only thing left outside the window was the chirping of frogs and insects until almost 10pm.

Mo Fei first went to take a shower again, the hot summer, a little movement will sweat, plus this depressed irritable mood.

He came out of the shower wearing only a pair of loose shorts, the upper half of his body did not have a wisp, from the end of Yan Qing bed, Yan Qing raised his eyes to look, and saw a few scars on his back.

“How did you get the scars on your back?” Yan Qing paused the video and looked at him.

“You go wash first, and talk later.” Mo Fei turned the air conditioner to the right temperature and turned his back to her and said.

Yan Qing put down her phone, found a lotus pink halter-night dress from her backpack, thought about it and put it back in her bag, and took out a white t-shirt and denim shorts again.

While she was inside taking a shower, Mo Fei leaned over the bed and thought a lot.

This is the first time I’ve ever seen a woman in my life.

It seems more than that.

He likes her confidence and is fascinated by her passion to work hard for her dreams.

He thought, friend or boyfriend, as long as she was still around as a cat, he could wait.