C7 Live Together

Mo Mi sneered and walked towards the door. Yue Yue held the door handle and blocked her way.

"Is that the pretty boy you raised downstairs? You are still stepping on two boats. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Yue Yue took out a mint cigarette and lit it up. She took a deep breath and sprayed the cigarette on her face.

Mo Mi subconsciously closed her eyes and opened them again. She had already reached the door and the door in front of her had already closed.

She lightly coughed and rubbed her nose as she went downstairs. She tore open the bag and sat on the sofa as she ate.

Duanmu Yun used the cleaning agent to clean the walls and mirrors. Mo Mi came back to her senses from the television and could always see his haunting back.

She turned around and waved her hand. "Duanmu Yun, I don't have a job now. If you want to live here, pay me every month... Twenty thousand yuan rent!"

Twenty thousand yuan was enough to rent a decent single apartment wherever he went. There was no need to share a room with her.

Duanmu Yun ran back to his room and took out the business card to give her." My salary, other than rent, you can use it as you wish. "

Mo Mi's hands trembled and she threw the card on the ground. "You eat people but have a soft mouth. I don't want to be kept by you."

Duanmu Yun bent over and picked up the card. When he saw that the carpet had just been cleaned and there were some potato chips on it, he could not help but frown.

That night, she sat on the sofa with a plain face and munched on snacks. He looked at the time.

For eight hours, she had been eating and didn't go out. Oh.

"Let's go out for dinner tonight?"

"No, I'm not going anywhere. If you want to eat, go eat yourself." She waved her hand to chase him away.

Two days later, Mo Mi finished washing up and sat on the sofa. She grabbed her snack bag. It was empty, empty, and still empty.

"Duanmu Yun, where are my snacks?" She raised her head and shouted.

Duanmu Yun walked out of the kitchen. "Those are not healthy. I bought a juicer. You don't like fruits, so you can drink fruit juice."

Mo Mi took the fruit juice from his hand. She looked disgusted. She shook her head and raised her eyebrows.

He picked up the cup and took a sip. He hooked his long arm and aimed at her lips. The liquid flowed into her mouth. It was sweet, sour, and very refreshing.

Gulp. She unconsciously swallowed it and licked her dry lips. Her long eyelashes blinked lightly and she looked somewhat adorable.

Duanmu Yun held the back of her head with his left hand and kissed her deeply. At this moment, her phone rang.

Mo Mi pushed him away and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. She picked up the phone with her hand and walked out of the balcony.

"Hello..." Just as she said one word, she heard that the phone was like a machine gun, not stopping talking.

Chu Lingfeng said frantically, "Mo Mi, your father is really good. He did not give me any face at all. After all, I graduated from a famous university. He asked me to be a delivery worker in the warehouse."

"Lingfeng, that was a test for you. You can't even bear this kind of hardship. Do you really like me?"

Mo Mi tilted her head and used her neck to grab the phone. She answered sincerely and played the game with both hands.

Chu Lingfeng choked on her words and swallowed back the words he had prepared for a long time. He almost choked himself to death.

"Mi, of course I love you, but with my academic qualifications, I can have a better job wherever I go. I just... I am a little unwilling."

Chu Lingfeng suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and wanted to smooth things over.

"Lingfeng, if you really love me, please show your sincerity."

Mo Mi felt that the screen was a little hot and her words were impatient.

He was stunned and hurriedly said, "Mi, do you still mind Zhu Zhu's matter? I really did not see her in private."

His words were chiseled and he swore with utmost sincerity.

If it was in the past, she would definitely have been moved to the point where her snot would have flowed out. He was willing to change his mind for her. How sincere was he?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was stupid beyond redemption, wishing to strangle himself to become pickles.

"Ha, Lingfeng, I'm tired."

"Then you should rest early..."

Chu Lingfeng stared at his phone in disbelief. He hadn't even finished speaking. In the past, it was always him who hung up the phone first. It seemed like she didn't mind him saying it on the surface. There was already a barrier between her and him in her heart. It seemed like he had to hurry up.

Mo Mi walked into the room and saw him sitting on the sofa and watching television. Thinking of the kiss just now, she immediately ran back to her room.

The doorbell rang. Mo Mi rubbed her hair and closed her eyes to look for the door.

Once the door opened, the worker pushed his luggage in and estimated that there were three men's big boxes.

"Wait a minute. Whose boxes are these?" Mo Mi blocked the door.

At this moment, her phone rang. When she saw that it was Chu Lingfeng calling, she started to get impatient.

"Lingfeng, what's wrong?"

"Mi, we have been together for so long. It's time to consider getting married. Help me take care of my luggage."

After Chu Lingfeng finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, not giving her a chance to respond.

The lock turned and pushed open a gap. Mo Mi looked at the door cautiously.

Chu Lingfeng came so quickly. What should she do? What should she do? She looked around.

Duanmu Yun walked in with breakfast in his hands. He saw her jumping around on the spot. It did not look like she was exercising.

"What's wrong with you? Whose luggage is this?"

Mo Mi pushed him towards the door. "You can't stay here anymore. Hurry up and leave!"

Then she muttered to herself," Yes, I can't stay here either. I have to pack my luggage. "

Mo Mi ran into the room, dragged out her suitcase, and stuffed it. Duanmu Yun held her hand and pulled her into his embrace.

She smelled the faint smell of gardenia on his body, and her emotions slowly calmed down.

"Duanmu Yun, let me tell you, Chu Lingfeng wants to live with me. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

Duanmu Yun frowned. Was this the reaction of a woman who was in love and looking forward to her boyfriend's return? Or did she not like him anymore?

For some reason, he was looking forward to it. He wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her lips, biting them. Her whole body was numb, and she felt like her bones were being corroded.

Mo Mi leaned in his arms and Duanmu Yun gently said, "Mo Mi, break up with him!"

This sentence completely woke Mo Mi up. She did not hesitate to push him away and hysterically shouted.

"Duanmu Yun, don't think that you can meddle in my affairs just because you share the same roof as me. What do you know?"

Mo Mi angrily pulled the zipper of her luggage and left the apartment. She rested her head on the steering wheel and took a deep breath.

If she went home now, Chu Lingfeng would definitely go to the house to catch her. If he gave her a reason that she could not refuse, would she really live with him? But where else could she go besides going home?

She took out her phone. "Mi Na, can I temporarily... It's fine."

No, Chu Lingfeng knew Mi Na was her manager, so he would definitely look for Mi Na to confirm.

She turned her head and saw Duanmu Yun knocking on the window.

She pressed down the window and Duanmu Yun said with a smile, "You are thinking about where to go."

Mo Mi rolled her eyes and closed the window. Duanmu Yun went around to the front passenger seat and opened the door to sit in.

"Go to my house."

She stared at him. "Who allowed you to get in the car? Get out."