Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1091 Are you in love with Yin Mo?

  Returning to the Port of London, it was already five o'clock in the evening, and there was a light rain over the city.

  He Chen led Yin Mo into the hotel, his gloomy eyes looked at the woman next to him from time to time.

   Yin Mo's eyes were still dark red after crying, but his expression had returned to normal.

  On the way home, He Chen coaxed her all the way. He seemed to coax her well, but he didn't feel completely well again.

  Yin Mo doesn't think deeply, and many emotions are easy to write on his face.

  But she was too quiet along the way, no matter what he said, she nodded in agreement.

  This kind of over-submissive attitude made He Chen irritable.

  He even wanted to make her cry again abnormally, even if he yelled at him, just don’t suppress your thoughts so dullly.

  In the living room, He Chen clasped Yin Mo's wrist, pulling her to sit on the sofa with some rough movements, "Yin Mo, if you feel uncomfortable, you can get angry at me."

   Yin Mo moved his wrist, raised his eyes and looked at the man, "I am not uncomfortable."

  Her eyes are calm, as straightforward and clear as usual.

  He Chen dragged her hand around her waist, rubbing her eyebrows with his thumb, "Baby, you have it."

  He understands women, especially Yin Mo, who is inferior. After a fight, she will have all kinds of pessimism.

  He Chen eagerly wanted to withdraw her from his emotions, because he suddenly thought of something. Although Yin Mo was warm and dull, she had one of the biggest characteristics. She did everything without regard to the consequences, and she did not hesitate.

  For example, those jewelry, she said don’t want it, she decided not to hesitate.

  He Chen's heart gradually became a little panic and uncertainty. If Yin Mo doesn't want him one day, will he abandon him like those jewelry.

no.

  Absolutely not.

This panic-like emotion swept through He Chen’s heart. He looked at Yin Mo deeply, grabbed the back of her neck out of control, and asked with a serious expression: "Baby, you never thought about talking to me. Break up, don't you?"

  At this time, Yin Mo is only half an inch away from him, and each other's breath is entangled.

  She couldn't tell what the flashing light in He Chen's eyes meant, but she couldn't help but frown and asked, "Why do I want to break up?"

  They are not even quarreling, but they misunderstood the intentions of both parties.

  Such a trivial matter, you need to break up?

  Yin Mo didn’t understand, and after considering it for a few seconds, he said in a calm tone, "If you want to break up, uh..."

  He Chen didn't give her a chance to say the following words.

  He held her lips abruptly, and blocked all the words back.

  He Chen held her waist and kept tightening in his arms, wishing to blend together. He pressed to the corner of her mouth and whispered in a low voice: "I haven't thought about it, you can't think about it."

   Yin Mo nodded in response to him: "Okay."

  She is still so good, so obedient, letting him do whatever he wants.

  The blue veins on He Chen's forehead violently, giving birth to a bit of helplessness.

  Half an hour later, Yin Mo was going to take a bath. He Chen asked her what she wanted to eat, and she said it would do. It’s up to you.

  He Chen leaned on the sofa and stared at the woman by the bathroom door, his jaw line gradually tightened, and his eyes were stained with sorrow.

  He waved her to take a bath, Yin Mo smiled, turned and walked into the bathroom.

  He Chen took a cigarette out of his pocket, and took a big mouthful after lighting it up. The lightly curled white mist hazy around him, but it was difficult to relieve the melancholy and unhappy in his heart.

  So, Yin Mo came out of the shower and He Chen had already left. Only the western food takeaway box was placed on the coffee table, which was her favorite seafood sushi.

  ……

  At eight o'clock in the evening, a suburban winery.

  He Chen held a red wine glass, his eyes deep.

  Feng Yi slowly sliced ​​the steak, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Are you in love with Yin Mo?"

  He Chen took a toast and asked himself, is he in love?

  He and Yin Mo have not been together for a long time. He has said he likes her countless times, but he has never said love.

   Seeing his silence, Feng Yi couldn't help but chuckle, "You didn't deny it, that's acquiescence."

  He Chen pursed his lips displeasedly, "You have something to say straight."

"Do you still need me to say?" Feng Yi put down his knife and fork, took a towel and wiped the corner of his mouth, "You don't sleep with a woman most of the night, and you have to take me out to drink, either because of desire or dissatisfaction, or quarrel and break up. Am I right?"

  Yes, but too **** right.

  Feng Yi took a sip of lemonade and looked directly at He Chen's bored eyebrows, "He Xiaosi, you are sad for a woman, you really fall in love with her."

   "You have a lot of experience."

  Feng Yi leaned on the back of the chair, stretched out his fingers and shook, “I’m just a bystander. It’s a woman like Yin Mo. It should be easy to be with her. Why don’t you tell your second brother, let me analyze it for you?”

  He Chen raised his head and drank a cup of wine, his eyes were cold and cold, "You slept with Margaret because of ease?"

   "That's different." Feng Yi folded his arms on the table, leaned forward and joked, "Marguerite is different from Yin Mo. She has brains and thoughts. What does your woman have?"

  He Chen squeezed the wine glass, smiling, "Do you **** want to fight?"

  Feng Yi smiled and picked up the decanter and shook it, “Little Si, loyal to his ears, everyone can tell that Yin Mo has no personality and no opinion. Of course, this is not to blame her, it is caused by objective factors.”

  He Chen did not speak, but his expression became deeper and deeper.

  Feng Yi poured him half a glass of wine again, and looked at the man’s handsome face in a leisurely manner, “To be honest, I really didn’t expect you to be fascinated by Yin Mo. What do you think of her? Body or face?”

   "Are you **** vulgar?" He Chen leaned back and kicked him under the table with a long leg.

  Feng Yi looked at the footprints on his trousers, frowning dissatisfied, “Don’t deny it, the premise that a man is tempted with a woman is to be confused by sex, and Yin Mo’s face does have the power to confuse men.”

  He Chen took a sip of the red wine and stared at Feng Yi sadly, "How much does Margaret call?"

"Why are you still angry?" Feng Yi pointed at him and said with a chuckle: "The food and **** is also a man's true color. If you don't love Yin Mo, then you can sleep a few more times while you are still together. If she can affect your mood, it's a different matter."

   "On you, I will listen."

  Feng Yi slowly folded his legs in an elegant gentleman style. He was silent for a few seconds, shook his head and sighed: "I feel... you have never talked about true love."

  He Chen raised his eyebrows lightly. Before he could even speak, Feng Yi made the first move. “Having a woman does not mean you know what love is. He Xiaosi, think about it carefully. Why did you think you liked Cheng Li back then?

  Because of her beauty? In my opinion, Pama is rich in beautiful women. There are countless more beautiful women than her. With Cheng Li's appearance, she can't even rank in the top ten, and she is even worse when placed in front of Yin Mo. In the final analysis, you like her. Give you an illusion. "

  (End of this chapter)