A tear came out of the corner of his eye, and he carefully brushed it away with his hand.
Mo Wei raised her eyes and met his focused eyes.
She really hates him. Why does he catch her every time she looks embarrassed?
He has always paid so much attention to her. From childhood to adulthood, when she suffered something and was about to cry, he would always take out a handkerchief and hand it to her immediately.
It’s like his weak and vulnerable side is being secretly peeped at by him!
But she is a fearless tiger, how can she be a docile little sheep that is weak and unable to take care of herself?
Why...should he pay so much attention to her! Why does he always like to see her make a fool of herself?!
Mo Wei gritted her teeth and said with a hint of crying in her stubborn voice: "I'm not crying! I'm not crying!"
Wen Ruyu gently stroked the back of her head, hugged her into his arms, and said, "Weiwei, there is no need to show off in front of me."
A tender tone of voice is like a spring breeze blowing over a calm lake, melting the ice and snow in just a moment.
"Asshole..." Mo Wei's voice was trembling with tears, and her choking tone gradually weakened a lot. She buried her head in his warm chest and hugged him with her slender hands.
When she was a child, she was the darling of Yousheng Cult. Master liked to hold her, and he also liked to hold her.
The embrace that has been warmed countless times has never been as hot as now...
It seems... being embarrassed in front of him is not a big deal, at least not as bad as she imagined...
Wen Ruyu has always treated her gently. He is loyal and obedient, and rarely disobeys her wishes.
Even when she was injured, she never heard a word of teasing from him, and he even felt sorry for her.
It seems that something is quietly changing...
A lovely night.
The early morning sunlight shines in through the cracks in the window, scattering a touch of gold.
Mo Wei sat on the edge of the couch, put on her clothes with an indifferent expression, and threw Wen Ruyu's clothes behind her, her cheeks stained with an uncomfortable blush.
Wen Ruyu, who was lying on the couch on her side, took the clothes, raised her hand to twist a strand of her hair, brought it to the tip of her nose and smelled it, and said: "Weiwei, how much have you learned? Do you have any special thoughts that you want to share with your uncle?"
?"
Mo Wei narrowed her eyes slightly, her slightly trembling voice still pretending to be calm, and said: "Humph, that's all."
It's not a big deal. I really don't know what's so crazy about that woman...
Listening to her unusual tone, Wen Ruyu laughed jokingly and said, "Really?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up, but her legs and feet felt weak, just like the feeling of powerlessness she felt after practicing the basic Zha Ma Bu in Yousheng Cult when she was a child. Before she took a step, she felt something was wrong, so she held on to the chair next to her in time to prevent her from falling.
to the ground.
Suddenly her waist was wrapped around her. Mo Wei lost her center of gravity and fell behind her. She was immediately embraced into a warm embrace, and the fragrance lingering on Wen Ruyu's body came to her face: "Wei Wei, you can't walk.
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Mo Wei's face turned red subconsciously, then she frowned and pushed his hand away, saying: "Let me go!"
Wen Ruyu grabbed her stubborn little hand with her other hand and rubbed it gently. A voice as clear as jade whispered softly in her ear: "Weiwei, I had a beautiful dream last night. I dreamed that you became me."
Woman, tell me, is this true or false? I am holding you now, feeling your body temperature and smelling your fragrance, tell me, is it true or false?"
Mo Wei snorted uncomfortably and said: "What is your woman? How can this young master become anyone's exclusive possession? Even if you do something, you are just my man."
Wen Ruyu raised her lips, and her smile was filled with satisfaction: "Okay, I've become your man."
"One." Mo Wei added reluctantly.
Hearing this, Wen Ruyu's eyes were deeply focused, and she still showed a gentle and affectionate smile without changing her expression, and said: "One of your men wants to kiss you."
Mo Wei raised her chin arrogantly, showing aloof indifference: "Look at my mood."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was kissed hard on the cheek.
Mo Wei frowned and turned to glare at him, her tone fierce: "I said, it depends on my mood! Well..."
With her lips blocked, Wen Ruyu turned her over and clamped her stubborn wrists with both hands.
Mo Wei couldn't break free, she only felt a sense of embarrassment. When she separated from him, the blush on her cheeks quietly spread again.
Wen Ruyu looked at her cute reaction, with a half-smile in her eyes, and the light was flowing: "You want me to be obedient in this matter, but I can't do it, Weiwei, men are not that easy to control...
…”
Mo Wei gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction, hummed slightly, and her lips were immediately covered with hers again.
She slowly closed her eyes, and a hint of warmth melted her cold heart, making her indulge in it unconsciously. After a long time, she suddenly frowned vigilantly, opened her eyes, broke away from his restraints, and raised her hand to touch herself.
throat, stared at him and said: "Damn it, what did you feed me?"
Wen Ruyu chuckled lightly, leaned into her ear and said, "Bu Shenghua."
Mo Wei pinched her own throat, but she had already swallowed the medicine. She stared at him in surprise and resentment, and said, "What is that?"
Wen Ruyu raised her hand to caress her face, her smile became very meaningful: "You and I just ate Bu Shenghua. If you find another man, your muscles and veins will be broken, your internal organs will be ruptured and you will die. Don't worry, I will too."
Same."
"You!" Mo Wei stared at him in disbelief. He had never harmed her, how could he do such a cruel thing?!
She may have forgotten that he is also a member of the Yousheng Sect. He is in a high position, and his methods may not necessarily be gentle, but...
She looked at his handsome face and secretly slandered: Femme fatale!
Wen Ruyu raised her hand to lift her chin, her eyes still filled with a heart-wrenching smile, and said: "Weiwei, you are mine alone."
Mo Wei punched him angrily, but he held her in his palm, pulled her gently, and threw her whole body forward.
A strand of long hair fell down to the half-open collar of his clothes, vaguely covering his perfect muscle lines.
His warm jade-like hair was spread on the messy bed. The warm light of the morning light filtered in, reflecting his handsome face. His exquisite black pupils were reflected with the translucent color of amber, and his slender and thick eyelashes spread like feather fans.
The next reflection.
There are several bite marks on the white neck, which are already scabbed. They don't look embarrassed, but add some coquettish aura.
His expression showed a playful and tender tenderness, his eyes were like the blooming flowers between the water waves, and his clear voice whispered: "I am also yours, young master, you can summon me at any time if you need me." p>
Mo Wei looked at his picturesque appearance and couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Although she had known him for several years, it was rare for her to look at him so seriously.
As if she had taken poison, she leaned down and kissed his lips. Wen Ruyu slowly closed her eyes, let go of the hand that was holding her, and she held her wrist instead.