Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan woke up when the first rays of morning light shone into the room.

It was quiet all around, as quiet as her breathing.

Looking at the ceiling, she was at a loss for a moment.

Recovered, she quickly took out the phone from under the pillow.

For the first time, check whether Mo Chiwei sent a message or called her after returning home last night.

Nothing at all.

The soul is light, and she will not recognize anyone after kissing.

Rubbing the messy hair, a faint melancholy fell between the eyebrows.

But she is not a sentimental person. Although she has a little emotion, it will not affect her whole mood.

Getting up from the bed, she went to the bathroom to wash.

Looking at the lone toothbrush in the cup with the pink piggy pattern, she wondered when she could put it with Mo Chi's.

Next time he takes her back to Fairview Park, she will match him with a brushing cup with a piggy design.

An indifferent man holding a cup with a piggy design and brushing his teeth must be very funny.

Eyebrows couldn't help but bend down.

Squeezing toothpaste, halfway through the toothbrush, the door bell suddenly rang.

Who would come here to find her early in the morning?

It should be the grandma who lives opposite, as long as she is at home, grandma will come to greet her after morning exercise.

Afraid that grandma was waiting in a hurry, Tang Xinyan had no time to clean up, and ran to the door quickly, running too fast, and lost a slipper halfway.

Opening the door, she was just about to speak, but she was stunned when she saw the long figure of Xin.

It wasn't the grandma who lived opposite, but the Mo Chi Wei who depressed her all night.

He was wearing a black shirt and a knee-length woolen coat outside, standing there with long legs and tall, like a carefully drawn painting by a master, which was incredibly beautiful.

And her?

Long fluffy hair, slightly messy draped over his shoulders, his face has not had time to wash, the corners of his mouth are stained with white foam, he is wearing loose pajamas, standing on one foot under his white calf, and the other foot without slippers is placed there. On the instep.

Maybe he didn't expect him to come over, his pink lips opened slightly, and he looked astonished.

A smile was concealed in Mo Chiwei's dark and deep narrow eyes.

Seeing this, Tang Xinyan's cheeks became hot, her head hung down, her bare foot rubbing against the back of the other incessantly.

Ancheng has entered late autumn, and the weather in the morning is slightly cool.

Mo Chiwei handed her the breakfast in his hand, with a gentle and elegant voice, "I brought food with you."

Tang Xinyan took the thermal box he handed over, bit her lower lip, and said embarrassedly, "Thank you."

"Quickly go in, go downstairs after eating, I will wait for you in the car."

Seeing him turning to leave, Tang Xinyan reflexively grabbed his sleeve with the hand that didn't take the breakfast, "Since it's here, come in and sit down. I'll make a glass of milk with you."

Mo Chiwei pressed his thin lips tightly, and his tall body stood upright without moving.

Tang Xinyan pulled him, and seeing him standing still, she looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Then the corners of her lips curled up, and she chuckled, "Is it possible that I am afraid that I will eat you?"

Mo Chiwei glanced at the apartment through her slender shoulder.

A few seconds later, unable to bear to see her disappointed eyes, he followed her into the room.

Tang Xinyan put on the shoe that ran away. She put her breakfast on the coffee table. After she came in, her eyes fell on the portrait of her father. She hurried over and said to him, "This is my father, he Passed away in a car accident five years ago."

If Mo Chiwei hadn't heard her words, his dark eyes fell on the face of the portrait without blinking.