Chapter 1222: Bitter Life (2)

An Ran looked at Mi Xiaojia's back from afar, his eyes flashed over the dark shadow, and he opened his lips quietly: "I didn't force myself, I did what I didn't do, I was very happy." ”

Mi Xiaojia was cleaning up her clothes, she hesitated slightly, and looked back at An Ran.

An Ran stood far away, standing with her back lit, there was an emotion in her eyes that she couldn't understand, she didn't explore, and then sped up the action of packing up her clothes.

Not long after, Long Cang came to the small apartment, took the suitcase in her hand, hugged her shoulder and said, "Let's go." ”

Mi Xiaojia nodded silently, and walked out of the small apartment under Long Cang's embrace.

An Ran silently followed behind, watching the woman he liked being embraced by other men, which was uncomfortable.

Suppose there is such a if, if Mi Xiaojia has ever been moved by him and watched him embrace other women in his arms, is it also the same feeling, sour, astringent, with a little helplessness and sadness......

Mi Xiaojia could feel Enron's gaze glued to her back, she took out the key and handed it to Enron.

"If you don't live here, tell me that this house is a place that Gong Ji and I both like, and we spent a happy time here, which is memorable for us. Mi Xiaojia smiled and looked at the small apartment reluctantly.

She once thought that one day she would not leave here even if she got married, and she also thought about buying this house when she earned a little more. Who knows, people are not as good as heaven, she still gave up.

"I know. An Ran stuffed the key back into Mi Xiaojia's hand: "You keep the key, come over anytime when you want to come back, this will always be your home." ”

Mi Xiaojia clenched the key, bowed slightly, and Long Cang started the motor.

The car slowly walked away, and through the rear mirror, Mi Xiaojia saw An Ran standing in place, and his mind drifted away.

"Reluctant?" Long Cang's low and hoarse voice woke Mi Xiaojia's distant thoughts.

She shook her head, silent.

Long Cang patted the back of Mi Xiaojia's hand and said softly: "To be a man, you have to look forward, you don't want to think about the past, you know?"

"I'll sleep for a while, and when it's time for you to call me. Mi Xiaojia said, leaning back in his chair.

Long Cang smiled gently and slowed down the car so that Mi Xiaojia could have a better rest.

After that, Mi Xiaojia quickly arrived at Long Cang's residence, which was not as luxurious as she imagined, all white and black, and all the furniture had a cold smell, just like Long Cang.

"This is our new house. Long Cang took Mi Xiaojia, who was looking around, to a spacious bedroom.

The windows are bright and clean, the color is simple, and the usual simple atmosphere is not lost in style.

The bed in the middle looked particularly eye-catching, and Mi Xiaojia glanced at it and looked away.

"You still live in this room, I'll find a random one, just be able to lie down. Mi Xiaojia said and squinted at Long Cang and smiled, as sweet as he wanted.

"You girl, are you afraid that I will use force you to be a pregnant woman? I said that our new house is for you to live here, my bedroom is next door, and you can call me at any time when you need me. But you must know that my life is in danger at any time, and I am only afraid that it will affect you, which is the last thing I want to see. Long Cang brushed the disobedient strand of hair on Mi Xiaojia's forehead.