Wen Ran was still in shock and did not come back to her senses. Her consciousness was suddenly swept by a strong masculine aura. Her eyes widened, and a trace of reason that she had finally recovered was dissipated again.

On the small table by the bed, a sudden whimpering sound rang, accompanied by a loud ringtone of the cell phone, like a hateful destroyer, instantly breaking the beauty and affection of a room.

He frowned, let go of Wen Ran, turned around and walked to the bed, picked up his cell phone, and strode into the cloakroom.

Wen Ran's legs became weak, and he quickly stabilized his body. His heartbeat was so wild that he was about to jump out of his chest. The numbness on his lips reminded her what Mo Xiuchen had done just now.

She couldn't understand, wasn't he sick in that aspect? How could he...

And, just now he...

It doesn't look sick.

When Mo Xiuchen came out of the cloakroom, he was already dressed neatly, wrapped in a precious shirt and trousers. He was handsome and elegant, and had a noble temperament.

Seeing that she was still standing there in a daze, he said lightly: "I have something to do and go out, you go to bed first."

"oh!"

Wen Ran responded mechanically, looked at Mo Xiuchen, his red lips stammered, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't dare to ask.

Seeing her look like she was about to speak but stopped, Mo Xiuchen narrowed her deep eyes and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Wen Ran blushed, and he quickly shook his head and waved his hand and said, "No, it's okay, you go."

"Um!"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes paused on her fluffy face for a moment, took his legs and walked away with big stance.

***

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the nightlife in G City began. In the "Time" bar, there was a scene of debauchery. Whether it was a white-collar worker, a boss, or a bottom-level worker, at this moment, they were just a group of lonely people looking for comfort here.

Mo Xiuchen stepped into the gate of time and saw Gu Kai sitting in the corner through the dark colorful lights. Next to him, a blonde girl was chatting with him.

Gu Kai ignored the blonde girl, and the latter had to leave in disappointment. Mo Xiuchen walked to the table, pulled open the chair and sat down, and said teasingly: "The woman was pretty good just now, why didn't you ignore her?"

Gu Kai glanced at him, leaned his body into the back of the chair, and looked at him with dark eyes: "Is that Cheng Jia the little girl who saved you back then?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly, picked up a glass of wine on the table and took a sip, put down the cup, and then slowly said: "I'm not sure, she doesn't remember what she said when she was a child."

In the morning, Mo Xiuchen called Gu Kai. He was in the operating room, so he left him a message, telling him that he had found a girl with a mole on his chin and asked him if he wanted to see him.

Gu Kai had a surgery for more than ten hours, and after get off work, he found him.

He heard him say this, he frowned and pondered for a moment, and expressed his opinion: "It's normal not to remember. You were eleven years old at that time and remember everything, but that little girl was only five years old."

"Don't you have a memory at the age of five?"

Mo Xiuchen's handsome facial features condensed into a hint of contemplation. Although Cheng Jia's age and appearance were consistent with his memory of the little girl back then, she did not remember what happened back then, so he was not sure about it.

The most important thing is that he may have preconceived ideas and had that feeling about Wen Ran, but he did not have a good impression of Cheng Jia like ordinary women.
Chapter completed!