At first, Ling Xuewei was still confused and didn't realize it. She didn't come back to her senses until...she was jumped.
etc!
Wasn't it just a warm and peaceful time?
Why did it suddenly become like this?
This is not how it should develop!
But, it's too late.
Because Ye Moyan's injury has not healed, Ling Xuewei ordered him to abstain from sex for so long. Now, once a certain switch is turned on, it cannot be stopped.
Ling Xuewei once again tasted what it meant to live for one's own faults!
However, I was obviously doing it for his own good, so why was it that I was the one who suffered in the end?
How can there be such a thing?
All resistance was forcibly suppressed...
Ling Xuewei fell asleep leaning on Ye Moyan's shoulder, her little face as white as snow, her beautiful face, her long eyelashes, and her lips as red as water...
Ye Moyan's gaze stayed on her face for a long time.
"Ye Mo Yan..."
Ling Xuewei murmured as if she had feelings. She subconsciously raised her head and kissed the corner of Ye Moyan's lips. The sweet breath disappeared in an instant.
Ye Moyan was startled, then lowered his head, but Ling Xuewei had already closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Ye Moyan's throat rolled, and his eyes became more and more dangerous...
Looking at this little girl who ran away after flirting with her, there was nothing he could do.
Ling Xuewei's brows were filled with tiredness, Ye Moyan sighed, his eyes were doting and helpless, "Forget it, I'll let you go this time."
Touching the tip of her nose, Ling Xuewei moved and buried her face into Ye Moyan's neck again, sleeping soundly.
"Little girl..."
The low-alcoholic laughter was so sexy that it made people's ears redden and their hearts beat. The sound of water rippled in the bathroom. After a while, Ye Moyan came out with Ling Xuewei in his arms, put her on the bed, put on the same silver pajamas as him, and put her head on his
On her lap, she held a clean towel to wipe her wet long hair...
Her long hair was like the silkiest silk, spread all over his legs. It was neither long nor short, just reaching her waist.
He couldn't let go of Ling Xuewei's black hair.
Ling Xuewei liked to lie on top of him, with her black hair covering his whole body, and her lingering eyes looking at him with a smile on her snow-white and rosy face.
Running his fingers through Ling Xuewei's soft black hair, following it little by little, smelling the unique fragrance of her body, Ye Moyan felt his heart swell, as if he had found a home.
Satisfied, delighted.
Using his inner strength to dry her wet hair, Ye Moyan carried her onto the pillow and covered her with the quilt. Once she entered the soft quilt, she rolled up the quilt and buried her head deeply into the pillow like a silkworm chrysalis.
, and slept more soundly.
Warm light and shadow hit her face, coating it with a shallow halo.
Ling Xuewei's skin is supple and smooth, like a freshly peeled egg. No pores can be seen at all, and even the tiny fuzz on her face can be seen.
Her rosy little mouth was slightly pouted, and the way she slept seemed a little childish. Sometimes, she would roll back and forth, which was very dishonest. Her soft sleeping posture was just what she wanted.
Thinking of these three most cherished people, Ye Moyan felt soft in his heart.
Ye Moyan went to bed and lay next to Ling Xuewei, leaning over and pressing a kiss on her forehead.
As if aware of his movement, the sleeping Ling Xuewei let go of the quilt, rolled into his arms, hugged his waist, and put her legs on him, like a koala.
This series of movements was quick and familiar, as if it had been done countless times.
Finally finding her comfortable position, Ling Xuewei slept soundly in Ye Moyan's arms.
Ye Moyan laughed softly, his deep laughter filled with joy.
He held his head and looked at Ling Xuewei with a smile.
After a long time, with a wave of his hand, the lights in the room went out. He hugged Ling Xuewei and lay down, feeling the softness and warmth of the little girl in his arms, and his heart was filled with joy.
"Go to sleep."
Ye Moyan closed his eyes and fell into a sweet dream with her.
…
The next day.
When Ling Xuewei woke up, it was already noon.
This time, she slept very contentedly. She stretched her waist and found that she felt refreshed, but her waist was still a little sore.
Curse your lips, you dog man, you don't know any moderation at all.
Thinking of yesterday...
Ling Xuewei couldn't help but bury her face in the pillow and sleep until noon the next day. Anyone could guess what happened. She was really too shameless to go out!
Especially in front of Yalan yesterday...the two little guys were automatically ignored by her. They are still young, what do they know?
Forget it, let her fend for herself here.
Ling Xuewei covered her head with a quilt and broke the jar.
At this time, the door opened and someone came in from outside.
Ling Xuewei still didn't move.
Until the bed sank, and then there was a burst of low-alcohol laughter.
Ling Xuewei, "..."
Laugh, just laugh!
I won't come out!
"Can't you afford it?" Ye Moyan's magnetic voice came. Ling Xuewei moved, but then stopped moving again.
Ling Xuewei answered him personally.
Can't get up.
Ye Moyan raised her lips slightly and pulled up the quilt wrapped around her head. Ling Xuewei held on tightly and refused to let go.
As a result, she pulled him over with all her strength, and then, with the quilt attached, she fell into Ye Moyan's arms.
Ling Xuewei felt a light movement on her body, the quilt was pulled down, and fresh air rushed in.
Ye Moyan's handsome face appeared above her head, looking at her with a smile.
Because she had been in the quilt for a long time, Ling Xuewei's hair was messy and her face was red. When she met his smiling eyes, she immediately became angry and said, "I can't afford it! I'm tired and sleepy! Why are you getting up? I'm not someone,
You are so thick-skinned! Just let me sleep to death!"
After saying that, Ling Xuewei covered her head again and planned to continue being a quail.
The quilt was pulled down again, and it's not over yet!
Ling Xuewei stared at him!
As everyone knows, her fluffy and messy hair and red face that just woke up are like a kitten having a tantrum. They have no lethality. On the contrary, everything is... cute.
Ye Moyan's hands were itchy and he wanted to touch her.
Ye Moyan did exactly that, first he rubbed Ling Xuewei's messy forehead, then her soft little face, and finally leaned over and kissed her pouty little mouth.
"Hey! You!!" Ling Xuewei immediately exploded.
"Good boy, get up and eat."
"I don't! Why should I listen to you?!"
Ling Xuewei turned away her head, she was not a pet!
"I made the porridge myself, why don't you try it?"
"Did you do it yourself?" Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows, then continued to insist, "No, no, I won't be fooled..."
“There’s also glutinous rice and pork siomai.”
"Um, this..."
"And a glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice?"
"Gulu..."
Ling Xuewei's belly sang about the empty city plan.
"...Okay, since you've come to invite me, I'll just try it..." Someone gave in without moral integrity.
Seeing her arrogant and arrogant expression even though she clearly wanted something, Ye Moyan liked it very much.
Ye Moyan quickly kissed Ling Xuewei on the cheek, and looked at Ling Xuewei's face that instantly bulged into a pufferfish, Ye Moyan laughed deeply.