Yu Se continued to massage the old lady, whispering something while massaging her.
But the voice she spoke sounded like a lullaby, and the old lady fell asleep unconsciously while listening to it.
There was silence in the room. Yu Se gently let go of the massage hand and was about to get up when the door to the old lady's room opened.
The cool night air drifted in.
Attracting Yu Se, he turned his head and met Mo Jingyao's eyes.
He did not enter the old lady's room, but stood in front of the door and glanced at the old lady. When he found that the old lady was asleep, he looked at Yu Se and nodded.
This is letting the metaphor go out.
Yu Se lowered his head and looked at the old lady again to make sure that the old lady was really asleep, and then walked towards Mo Jingyao.
As soon as she arrived in front of the door, she was hugged by Mo Jingyao, who carried her out of the old lady's room and gently closed the door.
"Is something wrong?" Yu Se raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up at him.
"nothing."
"Why are you holding me back when you have nothing to do? You go back to your room and go to sleep. I'm going to sleep too." Yu Se struggled for a moment, but in the end, he didn't pull away. "What do you mean?"
Although he understood that since this man had come to find him, he would not let her go easily, but Yu Se still wanted to get away from him.
After all, this was in the old lady's villa, not his own villa, nor the apartment they lived in together.
Although the old lady has officially recognized their relationship, they are not engaged or married.
Therefore, at the old lady's place, they slept together secretly in the same room, and spread the word about it, whether it was good or bad.
In fact, Yu Se felt that if the old lady knew that she slept with Mo Jingyao every day, she would feel embarrassed to see the old lady again.
Very ashamed.
But she couldn't get away from him.
She was still held tightly in Mo Jingyao's arms. With his hand, Yu Se was brought into his arms, not only making her face him head-on.
With a slight lift of his long fingers, he raised her chin, and looked at her with burning eyes, "Whether you want to go to your room or mine, choose one of the two, it's up to you."
Metaphor: "..."
Can she not choose?
How can I let her choose?
Is there any difference between his room and hers? They are basically the guest rooms in the old lady's villa.
Just one on the left and one on the right.
She bit her lip and struggled again.
Still didn't break away.
She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "You don't want fame, but I still want it. After all, I'm still a little girl who has never been engaged. Mo Jingyao, don't you think about me?"
As a result, when she said it all, Mo Jingyao actually said: "It is for your sake that I want to sleep together."
We just want to sleep together...
This man actually said it so boldly and openly.
Yu Se is convinced.
Very impressed.
"What are you thinking about me?" She really couldn't feel that this man had anything in mind for her.
Not even a little bit.
"Xiao Se..." Facing Yu Se's questioning eyes, Mo Jingyao's voice was hoarse and he called her softly. Then he thought about it seriously and said: "There is a reason why we are together tonight. Soon you will
clear."
When he said this, his thin lips bit Yu Se's ear, and he definitely said it in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
And with such ear-biting, even if there was surveillance in the corridor, the surveillance would not be able to record his lip reading.
The man's magnetic and pleasant voice floated into the eardrums, causing a slight itch, making Yu Se nodded involuntarily, "Okay, but we can't go into the same room together now. I'll go back to my own room first."
Room, come back in about half an hour."
"Will you hold the door open for me?" Hearing Yu Se say this, Mo Jingyao's lips slightly opened and he smiled.
Yu Se greeted him with a fist, "I won't tell you."
Then, just when Mo Jingyao was stunned, she suddenly turned around unexpectedly, causing her to break away from Mo Jingyao, stomped up to the second floor, and then rushed into her guest room.
Mo Jingyao, who was left in the corridor, stood there quietly. Even though Yu Se's figure had disappeared for a while, he still stood there motionless.
After a long time, he slowly started to walk towards his room.
As soon as Yu Se rushed into the room, his back was pressed against the door, breathing heavily.
I was really running too fast just now.
For those who don't know, they thought she found a ghost behind her, that's why she ran so fast.
Mo Jingyao's voice filled her ears. She had recalled it countless times, but it still made her blush and her heart beat.
When she thought that Mo Jingyao would be coming over in half an hour, she couldn't calm down her mind.
This is different from when she lives at her godmother's place and Mo Jingyao climbs the wall every time.
It was secretive, and although it was an exciting feeling every time we were together, only the two of them knew about it.
But tonight, Mo Jingyao asked her to stay at the door.
Then he was not sneaking around, but entering her room openly through her door.
The old lady's surveillance in the corridor can definitely be recorded.
With his heart beating wildly, Yu Se took a deep breath, immediately rushed to the shower room, and started taking a bath.
I'm used to taking a shower every night, and I can't sleep without taking a shower.
While rushing, I looked at myself reflected in the mirror.
I'm still a little thin, with not much flesh on my body.
Yang Anan always said she had an airport figure, and she looked the same.
But every time Mo Jingyao held him in his arms at night, unless he fell asleep, there would always be a hand touching him...
It's like you can't put it down.
She touches herself now and it feels good.
Her skin is as smooth as milk. Except for being a little thin, there is nothing wrong with her.
Yu Se quickly took a fighting shower. Thinking of his victory over Sheng Jinmo tonight, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
I took a towel and wiped my hair, then started blowing it with a hair dryer.
Her hair is long and she can't blow it dry for a while.
Just put on some music on your phone and blow dry your hair while listening to it.
The air from the hair dryer is hot and feels very comfortable when blowing on your body.
But blowing like this made her already sleepy even more drowsy.
sleepy.
Just as it was blowing, the door opened.
The fresh air brought in once again attracted her to turn her head subconsciously.
I saw a man in a bathrobe walking in.
"You..." This is too much.
He had obviously just finished taking a bath and came over wearing a bathrobe.
This is a different feeling than coming to see her dressed in formal clothes.
If you come to meet someone in formal attire, it can be understood that the two of you want to talk about something.
But now it is a bathrobe, which gives the impression that he came to sleep with her...