Chapter 192 (2/2)

Lin Mubei opened his eyes and sat up from the bed with his body: ”say.”

His fingertips were gently scratched on the quilt. Listening to the report on the other end of the phone, he said quietly, ”send more people to keep an eye on it.”

Lin Mubei called Murong and said in an indisputable tone, ”I'll take you to some places tomorrow morning to make time.”

Murong didn't ask where he was at that end. Lin Mubei had already hung up.

She lay on her back on the sofa, half of her body hung down, her long hair spread powerlessly on the clean ground, and her breathing was suffocated. The sudden pleasure under her body made her burst out a thin hum, and the cell phone in her hand fell.

The man on the body fastened her waist, pinched her chin and pulled her up, making Murong see his look at the moment. It was cold, as if the person who was torturing her was not him.

”Who's calling?” he asked. Perhaps he could only hear his excitement from the depression in his hoarse voice, but it was extremely dangerous.

Murong lowered his eyes and flushed. With his impolite impact, he didn't even have the strength to answer.

……

At sunset, Murong was barefooted and wearing only a pair of trousers. His white shirt was only tied with a button in the middle. His skirt was open and meandering into the deep ditch.

White smoke filled the empty living room, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

Murong leaned back on the sofa, weak and weak. Lin Yuxiao forced her to come many times, but she was finally called away by a phone. When she left, she didn't miss it at all.

The window of the living room was not closed, and the wind blew in. There was a layer of goose bumps on the naked skin. She didn't care, and the curtain moved slowly.

Murong secretly rejoiced that he had left his mother there, so that she would not be too worried and embarrassed.

Murong looked at the furnishings in the living room and suddenly remembered that ye Sitong had asked her if she wanted to change a clean house so as not to be disturbed. At that time, she refused. She knew that even if Lin Yuxiao treated her like that, she was still attached to her. She even gave herself a definition in her heart: being cheap.

She thought she was the person who knew Lin Yuxiao best in the world, but today she found that she was wrong and people will change.

Just as Lin yuxiaoming knew that the phone was Lin Mubei's phone and asked her ”whose phone”, he didn't even study the answer, as if he didn't care much.

Murong frowned and pressed the burning cigarette butts into the ashtray to kill them.

Before leaving, Lin Yuxiao asked her, ”would you like to leave city a with me?”

At that time, Lin Yuxiao had come to the door and put on her shoes with her back to her, so Murong on the sofa didn't know what kind of mood he was. She almost thought she had heard wrong.

”Where to?” in a daze, she heard her voice ask, tired, but alert. At this time, shouldn't she say yes without hesitation? What happened to her?

Sure enough, Lin Yuxiao didn't answer her and left without looking back.

Murong could not help wondering whether that sentence was just a new round of temptation?

If you don't understand, just don't think about it. She stood up and went back to the room barefoot. As soon as she lay in bed, Lin Mubei's words rushed out of her mind. She suddenly stood up and suddenly added a trace of fear to her heart. Did Lin Yuxiao hear it?

The room was silent and Murong was sleepless.

Early the next morning, Lin Mubei drove to the downstairs of Murong's house. He called several times, but no one answered. His face was cold.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go upstairs to have a look, Murong's phone came in.

Fingertips flick, thin lips slightly open, spit out two words: ”downstairs.”

Within ten minutes, Murong appeared in his car, wearing only a thin white shirt and exquisite makeup on his face, but he still couldn't hide the tired color on his face.

Lin Mubei knocked on the steering wheel, frowned and looked at her for a while, and said, ”Lin Yuxiao has come?”

”Last night,” Murong replied briefly.

After a moment of silence in the car, Lin Mubei said, ”haven't you ever thought of changing places?”

Murong shook her head. She didn't want to say more about it. She was afraid that she would shake. The crack in the barrier was almost open. Murong changed the topic: ”where are you taking me?”

”The place you described last time has a clue. I'll take you to confirm it. Today's time is enough?” Lin Mubei was interested. He didn't talk more about Lin Yuxiao's topic. He didn't care so much about other people's emotional world. Asking this sentence is very moral.

Murong suddenly tightened his hand holding the corner of his clothes and made a meaningless voice: ”ah, let's go, I'll do my best.”

No longer talking, she turned her head, looked at the tall building outside the window and closed her eyes.