Mo Feng was unable to send out, dragged her out of the water: "Don't make it, the worse, the worse, the worse, and throwing it away."

Ye Chuqing followed him out of the bathroom and followed him to the sofa.

"Sit down." His cold voice was faintly irritable.

Ye Chuqing was like a wooden doll, sitting down silently.

Mo Fengya stared at her for a long time, and finally couldn't help pulling out the paper towels and handed it to her: [

"Wipe your face, it's ugly."

Ye Chuqing took a paper towel and wiped his face silently. There was no expression.

"What are you crying?"

Mo Fengya looked at her red eyes. He had never seen her sad, and felt very dazzling, inexplicably stabbing his heart.

She opened the water just now because she was crying, but was she afraid of being known to him?

Thinking of the moment I went in for a while, she looked up at him with tears, so fragile and so pitiful.

Mo Fengya felt anxious, and had a kind of troubles that could not be suppressed.

"Why don't you speak, are you usually not the most words? Hum, hiding in it crying, do you think someone will sympathize with you?"

"I don't need others to sympathize."

Ye Chuqing finally responded, and his head -raised eyes stared angrily at him.

Mo Fengya was stunned, looking at her cold and stubborn look, and felt that this sentence was so familiar to make him feel soft.

But what he said was cold and ironic: "Since others do not need sympathy, don't cry, no one will sympathize with your tears."

Ye Chuqing was so angry by his ruthless words. He knew that the man had no heart and no matter what he didn't care about. He didn't care about anything.

That's why she was crying in front of him, because she would only be laughed at him.

But his words made her angry.

"I cry because I still have feelings. I am a sad, painful and happy ordinary person. What kind of cold -blooded man likes you, do you know what the taste of being chased by your only loved ones?

Do you know the pain of this kind of cone? "

Ye Chuqing asked him loudly, and his eyes were full of anger at his sight.

And Mo Fengya looked at her for a moment, and heard her question, a layer of frost on her indifferent face, he started, sneered;

"I don't need to know your feelings, what your pain has something to do with me. If you don't want to suffer, then you should throw away the so -called family affection, and then make yourself strong.
Chapter completed!