When she found the garden she had seen from the window, she was quietly surrounded by green plants. On the lawn, she looked around curiously, staring at the strange flowers and plants very carefully from time to time.
There was a voice above his head, and the man who pushed open the window leaned out to look down, and then spotted her at a glance.
Mourning met the man's gaze and was slightly startled. What kind of man was that?
He was wearing a black nightgown. He had probably just gotten up from the bed. His chest was exposed to the air, and his large areas of strong skin exuded wild temptation. Although the light was not enough to see his appearance clearly, his blurry outline was still
Incredibly handsome, with sharp-edged features, a tall nose, and a pair of narrow, deep pupils. Is there such a handsome man in the world?
While she was still stunned, the man had already circled around and arrived in the back garden. He was obviously sizing her up, staring closely at her little face with very focused and scrutinizing eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.
The man came down wearing a nightgown, and the large area of skin exposed to the air made people worry that he would catch a cold.
Her little face has become paler and more delicate, and her pointed chin has no trace of baby fat anymore. She is so thin that it makes people feel distressed. Her big and bright eyes are full of energy, and they keep looking at you and blinking with curiosity and confusion.
The two wing-like eyelashes flapped playfully.
He was getting closer and closer, and even without any words, he gave people a strong sense of oppression. His aura was so powerful! Thinking like this, she couldn't help but carefully step back, but he unconsciously
Forcing her to keep moving back.
"careful!"
Just when she was about to fall back, he grabbed her waist with his long arm and pulled her into his arms with a gentle pull.
She stretched out her hand to support his chest in fear, preventing him from getting closer. Unexpectedly, her fingers touched his hot chest. She was so frightened that she immediately pulled back. Her eyes were as frightened and timid as a deer, full of vigilance.
, staring straight at him.
"Ning Ning, are you awake?"
Mo Ning forced a smile, trying to keep him away from her, but he was too close to her. Her body exuded a nice mint scent, with a masculine smell, and her little face felt a little hot inexplicably.
Said: "I'm awake, may I ask where this is? What am I doing here? And - who are you?"
Ji Yizheng's originally relaxed brows suddenly tightened. He stared at her little face for a long time before hesitatingly said: "Ning Ning, have you forgotten everything? Who knows about you?"
Mourning shook his head. He really didn't know how to answer his words, so he could only pout, look at him aggrievedly, and muttered: "I don't seem to remember."
At this time, the little girl was like an innocent little girl, looking at him pitifully with pleading eyes, as if begging someone to take her back for adoption.
Ji Yizheng's heart moved slightly, but on the surface he remained calm and said, "Ning Ning, you can ask me anything you want to know."
"Really? So, who are you?"
She tilted her head up and stared at his handsome face intently, as if waiting for an answer that would reassure her.
Ji Yizheng's eyes narrowed. Has she really forgotten everything? Is she escaping? Or would she rather not think of anything or remember anything?
He reached out and touched her head, just like he was dealing with a lovely pet, just like when she was sleeping, he was facing a person who couldn't speak or laugh, and told her in a low voice: "I
My name is Ji Yizheng, and your name is Mo Ning."
"Ji——Yi——Zheng——"
Reading his name word by word, she tilted her face and smiled sweetly, praising him and saying, "Your name is so nice, it matches your handsome face!"
Ji Yizheng's mouth twitched slightly and half of his eyebrows were raised, "What about your own name?"
"Not good, not good at all."
"Why?"
"It sounds like you don't want peace! Then wouldn't it be very hard for me?"
Ji Yizheng wrapped his fingers around her hair and couldn't help but tighten it. Looking at her innocent eyes and her ignorance of the past, he felt that he really looked like a bastard. How could he do that?
After hurting her so much, she should have lived an ordinary and simple life, but he dragged her into a bottomless abyss.
Just forget it! It’s the best ending for him and her.
"Ning Ning, you won't have to work hard anymore, you have to believe me."
"Well, I believe you."
Although the person in front of her was strange and she didn't even know who he was, she was willing to believe him from the bottom of her heart.
The aroma of the plants in the back garden lingered in his nose. Mourning was full of energy, so she jumped out of his arms and ran around with bare feet. From time to time, she saw flying night insects.
She also ran after the insects, and from time to time she heard happy laughter coming from her throat.
It seems that in order to make up for the unhappiness of her childhood, at this time, she seems to want to get everything back. She will never hurt anyone who does not bully her, just like a princess living in a castle, so carefree.
Ji Yizheng stood next to the floor lamp, and the blue light hit his feet, shrouding his figure in a halo. Like the god of darkness, he looked through the night and looked at the laughter not far away.
The little woman sitting there also had a hint of tenderness on her face.
Moning was finally tired of playing and her feet were dirty because of the mud. She was pulled into the house by Ji Yizheng. She looked at the footprints she had left on the floor and stopped in embarrassment, not daring to go any further.
"What's wrong--"
"The floor is dirty."
Ji Yizheng looked back at the few clear small footprints, and then at her red little face. Something was flooding in her heart, and her heart was sour. He pursed his lips, and his tone seemed a little unhappy,
He said: "If it's dirty, it's dirty. Don't go to the garden without shoes next time."
Moning lowered his face. When his expression became serious, it would frighten her, and he said quietly: "Oh, I know."
She now really looked like a child who had done something wrong and was punished by the teacher, which made Ji Yizheng feel guilty. He calmed down his expression, turned his back and said to her: "Come on, I will carry you upstairs."
"oh!"
Mo Ning reluctantly climbed onto his back. During this process, her feet stepped on his nightgown, leaving a ball of mud. She quietly stuck out her tongue, but did not dare to tell him, and lay on his generous and reassuring back.
On the bed, her hands were wrapped around his neck. The distance between the two of them was very close, so close that they could breathe the fragrance of each other's bodies.
Mourning, who had been sleeping all the time, was of course only wearing a very loose thin shirt, and there was a vacuum inside. Lying on his back, he could feel two soft and elastic things moving as he walked.
Rubbing against him rhythmically, for a while, his breathing became a little unsteady, and the vibrations coming from his lower abdomen made it difficult for him to walk.
Such a warm and comfortable back, Mourning felt a sense of comfort in her heart. She lay on top of him, feeling the urge to never leave again. She rubbed her chin against his thick, refreshing black hair and sighed softly.
Ji Yizheng naturally heard her sigh, which he couldn't tell whether it was relief or trouble. He held up her buttocks to prevent her from falling, but when his hands brushed her buttocks, he didn't want to leave. Somehow, he
With his palm facing up, he pressed her tightly against her and began to caress her uncontrollably.
Mo Ning didn't pay attention at first, only knowing that her two buttocks were wrapped in a hot ball, but soon a strange feeling came from her little butt, and waves of soft feeling were like electricity, making her uneasy.
.
"Ji Yizheng, you are very strange."
"What?"
"Why are you touching my butt?"
"You don't like it?"
"That one? It's okay, but it's itchy -"
As she said that, she twisted and started to giggle because of the itch. The pair of little rabbits on his back also bounced happily.
After going up to the second floor, Ji Yizheng carried her to the bathroom, then sat her on the edge of the bathtub, turned on the faucet and started to wash the mud off her feet, but she was very ticklish and kept laughing while washing her.
Mourning put an arm around his neck, and the sound of laughter and breathing came into his ears tightly. Then he noticed that his face was a little abnormal. When he raised his eyes to look at her, his deep eyes flashed.
Moving with a strange and frightening light.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Ning Ning—" His voice was hoarse, and as his throat slid, his desire was nakedly exposed.
The next second, before she could react, a magnified face covered the light in front of her eyes, and then a sound of breathing blocked her, and the frantic gasp covering her lips began to intrude for no reason.
"Wuwu——you——"
As soon as she opened her mouth, his tongue rolled into her mouth, and her mouth was forced to open. The contact between lips and tongues intertwined. She was confused and confused, trying to find what might be in her memory.
She had a similar experience, but she had completely forgotten it and didn't know how to face this unexpected situation.
She didn't know what she wanted, and what he wanted. She just endured the magic he cast on her in a daze. Under his provocation, she began to fall limply, weakly and unbearably into his arms.
Without further delay, Ji Yizheng picked her up, walked out of the bathroom, walked to the bedroom, and put her on his big black bed. The warm-colored lights illuminated the room, giving off an ambiguous smell. The little woman opened her eyes wide.
She closed her eyes and looked at him curiously and timidly, as if she was full of curiosity about what he was going to do next.
He only felt that his body was controlled by desire. In fact, at this time, he should be rational and calm. Before he had figured out what kind of future he should have with Moning, he should not touch her.
But damn, in front of her, whether she was as stubborn as a hedgehog or as innocent and innocent as she was now, he just couldn't calm down and couldn't stop missing the smell of her body.
He had really missed her for so long that he couldn't wait any longer and took off his nightgown, lingering in the room...
"Ning Ning——"
"Um?"
He kissed her on the lips, rubbed her face, slid his hand on her collarbone, and said in a low voice: "Let's play a game."
"Game? What is it? Is it fun?"
"Of course, the loser will be spanked."
"No problem, I won't lose."
"haha, really?"
Ji Yizheng held her shoulders, put her down, kissed her lips patiently, and aroused her body's desire in a teaching manner.
On the big black bed, a head of black hair spread like a cloud, her small face as big as a palm, delicate and delicate facial features, her moving clear water eyes, jade skin as delicate as white porcelain, and her graceful body still have...
The girl's shyness makes people's hearts beat like drums.
Her thoughts were a little scattered. This scene was already far away and unfamiliar. She seemed to be able to catch the fragments of shadows with her hands, but the link was strangely broken. She shook her head and pushed out the messy things crammed into her mind.
Her body was like falling into the sea, floating up and down, and the suffocating and unaccustomed pain made her muffled and wanted to retreat, but he controlled him. He didn't know what kind of hand was used to break it. She gradually became fascinated by it, and her lotus arms stretched out actively.
, hugged his waist tightly, and withstood his intrusion, impact, and demand...
The night passed quickly, and the sky became brighter little by little. The chaos and constant entanglement during the period exhausted the energy of both of them. He had said that he would be spanked if he lost. How could Mourning lose? Only then did he realize that he was not
She should be so competitive because she is really tired.
She didn't know when she woke up. She only knew that the sky was bright outside the window, and the sunlight was shining on the floor. There was a warm feeling. She rolled over and got up, but her brows furrowed and her body felt like it was falling apart. Last night
The game seems too intense!
With her bare feet, she put on the clothes she had put aside. They were made of very soft and comfortable material, and the look was simple and fresh, just what she liked.
This room was obviously not the one she lived in when she woke up. It was decorated in all black and was a bit dull. It looked like a man like Ji Yizheng. Thinking of him, Mo Ning felt warm in her heart, even though she didn't know yet that he was her.
But no matter how stupid she is, she knows that the so-called game cannot be played with just anyone. Only the closest people can enjoy the supreme family relationship!
After walking through the corridor and going down the stairs, I saw the splendor of the hall. I had seen it last night, and I would still be shocked when I saw it again during the day. This place really looks like a palace, a place where only princesses and princes can live.
"Miss Mo, you're up, please come and have dinner here."
A middle-aged woman wearing a white maid uniform greeted her politely.
"Who are you?"
"Just call me Auntie. I'm the cook here and I'm responsible for the young master's three meals a day."
"Master? Is this Ji Yizheng?"
"Of course, Miss Mo, are you feeling uncomfortable now? You must not be used to it after sleeping for more than half a year!"
Mo Ning sat down. The food on the table was very exquisite, with many varieties and small portions, just enough to taste a little of everything. She captured the key to Aunt E's words, her mind moved slightly, and she seemed to say unintentionally: "Aunt E,
I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, including who I am, did you recognize me before, and how did I get here?"
Aunt E looked at her, as if thinking about what she could and could not say. After a long while she said: "Miss Mo, this is France, your hometown is not here, so I don't know anything about your past."
"Okay, I get it now."
Mo Ning raised his eyebrows and smiled at Aunt E, and then began to deal with the food on the plate very seriously. Her name was Mo Ning, and his name was Ji Yizheng. He was a young master from a wealthy family. This house belonged to him, and he did what he did to himself.
I have been sleeping on such intimate things for more than half a year. This is France, far away from home.
What is his relationship with her? What kind of past is there between them? Why did she stay in a coma for so long and lose her memory?
There were many things that needed to be clarified, which gave her a headache. Whenever she wanted to dig into the depths of her memory, her mind would be blocked by a huge sea of consciousness. The more anxious she became, the more severe the blockage became.
She closed her eyes. To avoid pain, she had no choice but to think about nothing. Maybe one day the answer would emerge bit by bit. But now, she was still very satisfied with the current situation. At least, this kind of calmness made her feel happy.
She feels safe.
Ji Yizheng's house is a typical manor villa in France, with large gardens and lawns. It is winter and the weather is cold. Moning has to wrap up in a thick coat before he can run to the garden to play.
She was told not to go barefoot, so she had to put on thick-soled boots and walk slowly on the lawn. The sun warmed her up and made her want to roll on the ground in comfort.
There was a car driving in the driveway in the distance. The owner of the car saw her, stopped the car, and waved to her.
"you are back?"
Mourning, who was wearing a thick coat, immediately ran over and hugged his neck through the car window like a white puppy that was one size fatter.
"Get in the car and I'll take you out for a walk."
"Very good."
Mourning laughed happily and walked around to the other side to get in the car. This black car looked like a classic car seen on TV. It had two funny headlights, but it was very cute.