Chapter 1092 Are You in Love with Yin Mo?

Chapter 1092 Are you in love with Yin Mo?

When we returned to the Port of London, it was already five o'clock in the evening, and it was raining lightly over the city.

He Chen led Yin Mo into the hotel, his dark eyes looked at the woman beside 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.

Yin Mo's mind is not deep, and many emotions are easily written on his face.

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

This overly obedient attitude made He Chen extremely irritable.

He even wanted to make her cry pervertedly again, 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, and dragged 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 to look at the man, "I'm not uncomfortable."

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

He Chen pulled her bracelet to the back of his waist, rubbing her brows with his thumb, "Baby, you have it."

He understands women, especially Yin Mo, who has low self-esteem. After a quarrel, she will definitely feel all kinds of pessimistic emotions.

He Chen desperately wanted to get her out of her emotions, because he suddenly thought of one thing, although Yin Mo was meek and dull, but she had one of the biggest characteristics, she did things regardless of the consequences, without hesitation.

Just like those jewellery, if she said no, she would not want it, without any hesitation.

A trace of panic and uncertainty gradually appeared in He Chen's heart, if one day Yin Mo didn't want him anymore, would he just throw it away like he was treating those jewelry.

no.

Absolutely not.

This panic-like emotion swept over He Chen's heart. He looked deeply at Yin Mo, grabbed the back of her neck a little out of control, and asked with a serious expression: "Baby, have you ever thought about talking to me?" Break up, don't you?"

At this time, the distance between Yin Mo and him was only half an inch, and their breaths were entwined.

She couldn't tell what the sparkle in He Chen's eyes represented, but she couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Why do I want to break up?"

They didn't even quarrel, but they misunderstood the intentions of both parties.

Such a trivial matter, need to break up?

Yin Mo didn't understand, thought for a few seconds, and said calmly, "If you want to break up, uh..."

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

He suddenly bit her lips and blocked all the words.

He Chen hugged her waist and kept tightening his arms, wishing to blend into one body. He pressed against the corner of her mouth and whispered hoarsely: "I haven't thought about it, and you can't think about it either."

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

She was still so obedient and obedient, letting him do whatever he wanted.

The blue veins on He Chen's forehead popped up, feeling a little helpless about being powerless.

Half an hour later, Yin Mo was going to take a bath, and He Chen asked her what she wanted to eat, and she said it would be fine, I'll listen to you.

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

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

He Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a big puff. The lightly curling white mist shrouded the surroundings, but it was hard to relieve the melancholy and unhappiness in his heart.

Therefore, when Yin Mo came out of the shower, He Chen had already left, and there was only a takeaway box of western food on the coffee table, which was her favorite seafood sushi.

...

At eight o'clock in the evening, the winery in the outskirts of the city.

He Chen raised his red wine glass with deep eyes.

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

He Chen raised his glass for a moment, and asked himself, is he in love?

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

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Yi couldn't help but chuckled, "You didn't deny it, that's your acquiescence."

He Chen pursed his lips in displeasure, "Say what you have to say."

"Do I need to tell you?" Feng Yi put down the knife and fork, wiped the corner of his mouth with a towel, "You don't sleep with women in the middle of the night, and you drag me out to drink, either because you are not satisfied with your desires, or because you quarreled and broke up. Am I right?"

Yes, that's damn right.

Feng Yi picked up the lemonade and took a sip, looking directly at He Chen's bored eyes, "He Xiaosi, worrying about women, you really fell in love with her."

"You have a lot of experience."

Feng Yi leaned against the back of the chair, stretched out his fingers and shook, "I'm just a bystander. With a woman like Yin Mo, it should be easy to be with her. Why don't you tell the second brother and let me analyze it for you?"

He Chen raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, squinting his eyes coldly, "Did you sleep with Margaery because you were relaxed?"

"That's different." Feng Yi folded his arms on the table, and leaned forward to tease, "Margaery is different from Yin Mo, she has brains and thoughts, what do you have as a woman?"

He Chen squeezed the wine glass tightly, with a faint smile, "Do you fucking want to fight?"

Feng Yi smiled and picked up the decanter bottle and shook it, "Little Si, honest words are harsh, anyone can tell that Yin Mo has no personality and no opinions. Of course, it's not her fault, it's caused by objective factors."

He Chen didn't 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 leisurely, "To be honest, I really didn't expect you to be tempted by Yin Mo. What do you like about her? Body or face?"

"You fucking vulgar?" He Chen leaned back and kicked him with his long legs under the table.

Feng Yi looked at the footprints on his trousers, and frowned dissatisfiedly, "Don't deny it, the premise for a man to be attracted to a woman is to be seduced by sex, and Yin Mo's face does have the ability to confuse men."

He Chen took a sip of his red wine, stared at Feng Yi gloomily, "What's the phone number for Margery?"

"Why are you still getting angry!" Feng Yi pointed at him and said with a smile: "Food and sex is also the true nature of a man. If you don't love Yin Mo, then it's not bad to sleep a few more times while you are still together. But If she can affect your mood, that's another matter."

"You talk, I listen."

Feng Yi slowly folded his legs, with an elegant gentleman's style, he was silent for a few seconds, shook his head and sighed: "I feel...you have never been in a real relationship."

He Chen raised his eyebrows lightly, and before he could speak, Feng Yi was the first to speak out, "Having had a woman doesn't mean you know what love is. He Xiaosi, think about it carefully, why did you think you liked Cheng Li back then?

Is it because she is beautiful? I don't think so. Pama is rich in beauties, and there are countless women more beautiful than her. With Cheng Li's appearance, she can't even be ranked in the top ten, and she is much inferior in front of Yin Mo. In the final analysis, you like her Give you the illusion. "