Wen Ran pursed his lips and reluctantly smiled: "It's okay, I'm just a little surprised. You've actually seen me before that."

"Well, I was surprised myself."

Mo Xiuchen said with a smile, his eyes kept looking at Wen Ran gently. Looking at her like this, he felt warm and at ease.

Compared to the lonely days of a person in Country D, it is like a difference between heaven and earth.

Wen Ran did not answer the conversation, but lowered her eyes and ate breakfast quietly.

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, no longer spoke, picked up a small bun and ate it. For a moment, there was only a slight sound on the dining table, and there was no conversation.

Even so, the atmosphere is not awkward or strange. On the contrary, there is a warm atmosphere flowing in the air, which looks like a intoxicating picture from a distance.

After breakfast, Wen Ran got up to clean up the tableware and washed it. Mo Xiuchen put the box that had been filled with breakfast into the garbage bag and brought it outside the door.

Wen Ran washed the dishes and came out. Mo Xiuchen was already sitting on the sofa in the living room. He picked up a magazine and read it. He was not focused. When he saw her coming out, he immediately put down and looked up at her with a smile.

I don't think it's very rude to him to break into her house like this and even treat himself as his master, and I don't think there is anything wrong with him doing this.

Fortunately, he asked her just now if Qin Mu was her boyfriend.

"Are you okay today?"

Wen Ran walked to the sofa and did not sit down. Instead, he stood beside the coffee table, looking at Mo Xiuchen calmly.

He finished breakfast, but he had no plans to leave yet.

Could it be that I will stay at her house for one day today?

Mo Xiuchen bent a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth, pointed to the position beside him, and signaled her to sit down: "I have nothing to do today, it just so happens that you don't have to go to work, I won't be bored alone."

Wen Ran's mouth twitched, "I'll have something to do later."

"What's up?"

Mo Xiuchen asked, looking at her with exploratory eyes, as if he wanted to see through whether she was lying.

"Private affairs."

Wen Ran looked like he didn't want to explain. If he was a tactful person, he should get up and leave, but Mo Xiuchen has never been a tactful man.

A trace of thought flashed in his eyes, he looked at her seriously, and asked, "Ranran, have I done anything that makes you sad before?"

Wen Ran's face changed and he subconsciously denied: "No, you and my brother are friends, and you are not familiar with me."

Mo Xiuchen crawled a little lonely in his eyebrows. He lowered his eyes and seemed to be talking to himself: "Is that true, but why do I feel that I have known you for a long time? When I was in D Country, Cheng Jia said that she was my fiancée, and said that I and she used to be in love, but I don't believe it."

Wen Ran stood in front of the sofa with a slightly stiff body, her lips pursed, and she listened quietly to him: "I feel that I have forgotten the most important person. That person is definitely not Cheng Jia, because I feel annoyed when I see her."

"One night, I woke up in my dream and remembered your number. I called you and you said I called the wrong one."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was low and heavy, with a hint of heart-wrenching loneliness. When he said this, he looked up at Wen Ran again. Seeing that there was a layer of sadness between her eyebrows and eyes, his heart suddenly became tight.

"Ranran, don't be sad, I won't force you to tell me."

He softly soothed words, and when Wen Ran heard it, his heart seemed to be cut by a knife. Her nose felt sore that she felt sore because she was afraid that he would see it, she immediately turned around.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes changed slightly. Looking at her stiff back, his thin lips subconsciously turned into a firm straight line.

Wen Ran turned his back to him, trying hard to suppress the sadness that surged like a wave in his heart. In the living room, there was a moment of silence. Mo Xiuchen stood up, took a step forward, reached out to hold her wrist, and turned her body over.

Wen Ran's body trembled and raised his eyes in panic.

When her eyes met Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes with heartache, she suffocated and looked away in panic. In her ears, Mo Xiuchen's voice sounded gently, and successfully moved her avoided gaze to his handsome face.

"Ranran, I don't know what I've done before that makes you sad, so that you are hiding from me now and are unwilling to admit that you have something to do with me."

"You don't."

Wen Ran retorted bluntly.

But Mo Xiuchen smiled gently and said gently: "Since there isn't, then don't hide from me in the future, okay?"

"I, I have a boyfriend."

Wen Ran secretly reminded herself that she should not be bewitched by him. She lowered her eyes and did not look at him.

Mo Xiuchen was neither angry nor sad. Instead, the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper, and he said confidently and domineeringly: "It doesn't matter, you just have a boyfriend and are not married. Ranran, if we were really not familiar with you before, then I want to pursue you now, and be mentally prepared."

Wen Ran opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at Mo Xiuchen in disbelief.

How could he be so domineering? She said she had a boyfriend and said they were not familiar with each other, but these words were of no use to him.

He actually said that he wanted to pursue her.

She also prepared herself mentally.

She wanted to pull out the hand he was holding, but as soon as she exerted force, he increased the strength and did not give her a chance to pull it back.

Wen Ran took a breath and said unhappily: "Don't make such jokes, we have only met once or twice..."

"Ranran, I'm not kidding. I'm telling you very seriously that I like you. No matter what our relationship in the past, or whether I have hurt you or not. Those are already in the past, I forgot, and you can't always hold a grudge against me."

Mo Xiuchen interrupted Wen Ran's words with a serious tone.

After his observation last night, he knew that the little woman in front of him was really running away from him.

He was very sure that his feelings might be, perhaps, that he fell in love with her at first sight, whether the first thing he fell in love with was her heartbreaking sadness or her voice, in short, he just liked her.

No reason, no reason to like it.

Wen Ran was really amused and crying. Mo Xiuchen lost his memory, but this domineering attitude was not reduced at all. Looking at his serious appearance, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mo Xiuchen was very satisfied with her "quietness". He stared at her for a moment, his expression slowed down a little. He wanted to say something, but the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang out of his pocket.

"Ranran, I'll answer the phone first."

After saying that, he let go of her hand and took out his cell phone. When he saw the caller ID, Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly, and his expression became cold between his eyebrows. He pressed the answer button and spoke in a low voice: "Hey!"

"Xiuchen, I heard that you have returned to China again, why didn't you come home? Where are you now?"
Chapter completed!