"What?" Mo Feifei was stunned, not understanding what Wen Ran meant.
Wen Ran scratched his ears. "When did you become so talkative? You talk more than my mom did when she was alive."
Mo Feifei didn't respond, nor did she say anything else.
Wen Ran's brain is much more useful than hers, and with Shang Jingchi by her side, everything will be fine tomorrow.
must.
Thinking of this, Mo Feifei's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally relaxed a little.
Wen Ran put the box of Torreya nuts he was carrying into the trunk.
Before Mo Feifei started the car, he reminded her worriedly, "Mo Feifei, if my dad hits you again, call the police directly."
Wen Ran saw Mo Feifei with bruises on her body twice.
The first time was walking the red carpet at an event.
The second time was when she returned to Qingyuan.
Today, Wen Ran accidentally saw a scratch behind Mo Feifei's ear. It was only a small scratch, not obvious, and had already formed a scab.
But she was not sure whether it was Wen Tonghai's masterpiece.
Mo Feifei reacted slowly with a "hmm".
But she was thinking that if Wen Tonghai found out that she called the police, he would beat her even harder!
Mo Feifei started the car and drove out of Xishan Villa. Wen Ran's figure in the rearview mirror became smaller and smaller.
She was the only one in the carriage, but Mo Feifei was breathing heavily, feeling uncomfortable as if her chest was lacking oxygen.
After a while, he choked and said, "Wen Ran, I'm sorry..."
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Twenty-one at night.
Shang Jingchi, who had just finished taking a shower, was still covered in moisture, with water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair.
He held the hair dryer in his hand, ignoring his own hair, but instead meticulously blew Wen Ran's hair.
Now Wen Ran's hair has grown to her waist.
It is shiny black and feels soft and delicate like silk.
Recently, Shang Jingchi blow-dries Wen Ran's hair every time she washes it. At first, she felt uncomfortable all over, but now she has gotten used to it.
"Who came to our house today?" Shang Jingchi suddenly asked.
Wen Ran was stunned. "Did Auntie Wu tell you?" Apart from this, Wen Ran couldn't think of any other possibility.
Shang Jingchi didn't answer, and Wen Ran knew it was because he hadn't answered Shang Jingchi's question yet.
So he replied calmly, "It's Mo Feifei. You've seen her in the hospital before."
Shang Jingchi raised his eyebrows, but still had no impression.
He replied coldly, "Forgot."
Shang Jingchi will not remember people who he doesn't have much contact with on a daily basis.
He felt that as long as others remembered him, it was enough.
Wen Ran: “…”
After drying his hair, Wen Ran suggested blowing his hair since Shang Jingchi's hair was still wet.
The corners of Shang Jingchi's mouth visibly rose, and he happily handed over the hair dryer.
Shang Jingchi was too tall, so Wen Ran could only raise his arm to blow on the top of his head.
After a while, both arms felt sore and painful.
Wen Ran was so tired that his breathing became faster, so he had to stand on tiptoe and lower his arms a little.
But in this way, both legs and feet began to feel sore and weak.
Shang Jingchi tilted his head upwards, Wen Ran stared at Shang Jingchi's hair, and seeing the situation, he also moved his body upwards.
As a result, his center of gravity was unstable and his body fell forward.
He bumped into Shang Jingchi.
Shang Jingchi's hand naturally rested on Wen Ran's waist, and a hint of pleasure at having caught the prey appeared on his face.
He had been paying attention to Wen Ran's every move since just now, waiting to see how long Wen Ran could hold on.
As he expected, it took less than five minutes.
Wen Ran panicked and frantically tried to push Shang Jingchi away and stand on his own.
The whole person was extremely embarrassed.
She was still holding the hair dryer in her hand, not paying attention to the direction, and the air outlet blew directly towards Shang Jingchi's face.
Seeing Shang Jingchi's hair on his forehead blown back by her, Wen Ran was shocked and hurriedly pressed the switch of the hair dryer.
He hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Fortunately, she successfully turned off the hair dryer.
The room instantly became quiet, and Wen Ran's heartbeat seemed particularly deafening at this moment.
Shang Jingchi lowered his eyes, looking at Wen Ran's embarrassment, and deliberately reminded her, "Ranran, you blew my hair askew."
Although his hair was blown all back, Shang Jingchi did not seem angry, and his tone was gentle and smiling.
Wen Ran was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to respond properly. He could only repeat, "I'm sorry."
If she had known this, she wouldn't have blow-dried her hair.
Wen Ran looked up quietly and had to admit that although Shang Jingchi's current hairstyle was very frizzy, it did not affect the beauty of his face at all. He was still extremely handsome.
Without hair obscuring the view, the facial features are fully revealed, and they are exquisitely perfect, as if they were meticulously carved by a master craftsman.
Shang Jingchi suddenly tilted his head and asked, "Does it look good?"
Their cheeks were almost touching, and Wen Ran was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his body.
She stepped back suddenly, but because Shang Jingchi's hand was still on her waist, she couldn't move back anywhere.
Shang Jingchi was amused by Wen Ran's reaction, and his laughter was low and magnetic.
He raised his hand and took the hair dryer from Wen Ran's hand, threw it aside, and then picked up Wen Ran and put him on the bed.
The movements were so smooth and quick that Wen Ran didn't have time to react.
The two of them got to the bed, but Shang Jingchi didn't do anything. He just held her against the headboard and sat quietly.
Wen Ran felt from the bottom of his heart that Shang Jingchi was really weird.
Shang Jingchi stroked Wen Ran's long hair and tucked all the loose hair in front of her head behind her ears.
"There's a surveillance camera installed in the living room. I only realized someone was at home when I watched it today."
Shang Jingchi began to explain inexplicably.
Wen Ran blinked. When had surveillance cameras been installed in the living room? She really didn't know.
Thinking of the room he was in, Wen Ran looked around hurriedly, trying to find a camera.
She had sex with Shang Jingchi countless times in this room.
If she were caught on camera, she would probably want to die.
"Don't worry, there's nothing in this room." Shang Jingchi said.
Wen Ran felt relieved.
"If you like, I'll have someone install one tomorrow, and we can watch the replay together later." Shang Jingchi said again.
This room is equipped with a top-of-the-line projector with 4K image quality, so clear that you can see through your pores.
It was located right in front of their bed.
Just thinking about it, the cells in Shang Jingchi's body began to get wildly excited.
When Wen Ran heard Shang Jingchi's words, he shouted without thinking, "No!" No way! I won't do that even if I die!
"Okay~" Shang Jingchi put his chin on Wen Ran's shoulder, hugged her tighter with his arms, and said slowly, "Whenever you want to pretend, we can do it again."
How could you possibly want to install a camera in the bedroom?
Wen Ran felt that Shang Jingchi was sick, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.
Thinking of the camera in the living room, she felt uncomfortable for some reason, as if she was being monitored.
At this time, Shang Jingchi changed the subject and said, "Of course, come with me to a place tomorrow night."
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