Liang Yimo blushed with embarrassment. Listening to Ye Chen rubbing his hair against her ear, he dug in hard and said, "Do you like it?"
Liang Yimo let out a soft cry and whispered, "I like it."
How did she become like this, but she just followed her heart and said what she wanted to say.
"Haha" his magnetic laughter came to his ears. Ye Chen turned her over with his big hand and entered from behind her, "Momo, call me."
Liang Yimo was forced to crawl on the bedside, unable to exert any strength, "Chen, Chen..."
Her voice actually became thinner, and it didn't feel like her voice. There was a coquettishness in it that made people want to commit a crime.
Liang Yimo was also frightened by her own voice. Ye Chen followed her faster and faster. In the end, Liang Yimo begged, "No, I'm tired."
Ye Chen's hot lips kissed her collarbone, and his voice was vague, "I'll be tired later."
She was so tired that in the end, Liang Yimo slowly fell asleep. Ye Chen continued to move on her body, kissing her and calling in her ear again and again, "Mo Mo, Mo Mo..."
This time she heard clearly that it was not Jia Yao but Mo Mo. She responded vaguely, "Well, I'm here."
When I woke up, all the bones in my body were still aching. Last night, he was very gentle, but he asked for it again and again, and he followed him happily. He tilted his head and saw Ye Chen zooming in again.
Liang Yimo was shocked by his face.
Her sleeping appearance was really unflattering. She placed one leg carelessly on Ye Chen's belly, trying to take out her leg without waking him up, but she still woke him up.
The sleepy Ye Chen looked safe and harmless and much cuter. He said, "Morning."
Liang Yimo quickly smiled and said, "Morning."
As soon as her body moved, she realized that there was still a vacuum inside her. She immediately did not dare to move and stared at Ye Chen like a hungry wolf.
The man was very angry and energetic in the morning. All this was experienced by Ye Chen. He turned over and pressed on her, groping her body, squeezing and sliding into her body.
Start moving.
It was already morning, and Liang Yimo could clearly see Ye Chen's eyes full of lust. He came close to her ear, with a magnetic voice, and said seductively, "Momo, love me, love me..."
His eyes were no longer cold, and his lips were no longer mocking. She saw in his eyes that he wanted her, and Liang Yimo was completely lost.
Liang Yi Mo took the passive position and took the initiative. He turned over and climbed on Ye Chen's body. Without looking at his smiling eyes, he held his hand and slowly slid down to sit down, rocking his body back and forth.
In this way, they all spent the morning in bed. It was already twelve o'clock when they got up. Liang Yimo forgot about himself in the mirror. His body was covered with strawberries, and several spots on his chest had turned black and blue.
, her face is full of shy girlishness, is that still herself?
Is he still the superior Liang Yimo?
"What's wrong?" Ye Chen came from behind, hugged her, and kissed her earlobe.
Looking at her in the mirror, Ye Chen smiled evilly, "Are you satisfied with me?"
Liang Yimo immediately blushed, and she pushed and pulled Ye Chen out of the dressing room. "Get out."
Then he locked the door tightly.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she looked satisfied. It turned out that happiness came so easily, and she fell hopelessly in love with Ye Chen.
Maybe it was the soft words he whispered in her ear last night, maybe it was the "can I", maybe it was when he gently asked her to be silent, or earlier when she first saw him in the nightclub, she fell in love with him.
Once you fall in love, you fall in love.
She is very clear about her current relationship with Ye Chen. If love can hurt someone, then wait until that day comes when he is tired of her, no longer wants her, and lets her go.
After sorting out her thoughts, Liang Yimo quickly dressed up, put on a turtleneck sweater, covered the hickeys on her neck, and then went downstairs.
After she walked downstairs, she discovered that the living room was different from before. Colorful hyacinths were placed everywhere where the potted plants were placed.
Zhuyun walked towards her with a bunch of beautiful purple hyacinths in her hand, "Miss Liang, my husband asked me to give this to you. He said you understand the meaning."
Liang Yimo took the flowers with a smile, "Thank you."
Zhuyun is the one who specializes in managing these bonsais in this villa. There are many servants in the villa, but she can remember only a few of them. Zhuyun is one of them, and he sometimes talks to her.
"Zhuyun, why do you want to put all the hyacinths here?" This is too much, the fragrance of flowers is too strong, she just saw several servants sneezing there.
Zhuyun held a bouquet of yellow hyacinths in her hand and replied with a smile, "Yes sir, as soon as I woke up this morning, I ordered that only hyacinths can be placed here in the future."
Liang Yimo looked at the hyacinth in his hand. The flower was still so delicate and beautiful, as if it had just been picked from the flower shed, with morning dew still on it. "Zhuyun, where did this flower come from?"
While Zhuyun was busy arranging these flowers, he replied, "You don't know yet, sir, he has a large garden shed here with a lot of hyacinths planted in it. He even hired a master gardener to take care of those flowers. Mr.
But I like those flowers and will go there to sit when I have time. In the past, Miss Shen wanted to go in and have a look, but her husband wouldn't allow it."
Zhuyun realized that she had said the wrong thing and immediately looked at her in panic, her hands folded together uneasily and her eyes pleading.
Liang Yimo smiled faintly, "You are busy, I will put the flowers first."
"Miss Liang." Zhuyun called her nervously from behind.
Liang Yimo turned around and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't tell him."
Zhuyun said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss Liang, you are a good person."
Liang Yimo smiled and walked upstairs. Looking at the purple hyacinths swaying in her hands, her heart felt as sweet as honey.
Zhu Yun also knew about Jia Yao. Could this be the place where Ye Chen and Jia Yao once lived? For the first time, Liang Yimo had the idea of inquiring into other people's privacy. She turned around and asked Zhu Yun, "Who is Miss Shen?"
Where are the people?”
She accidentally saw a photo in Ye Chen's study a few days ago. The woman in it had a smile as sweet and pure as a bouquet of lilies. She didn't mean to see the words behind the photo. If
In the past, she would not have cared. After last night and this morning, Liang Yimo felt particularly uncomfortable.
The font on the photo is very resolute, with flying dragons and phoenixes writing: I love Shen Jiayao.
Those few words contained a lot, and Liang Yimo couldn't turn a blind eye. She knew exactly what she was doing now.
Asking about other people's affairs like this makes her feel like she is doing something bad.
She was very nervous and uneasy. She was afraid of hearing how loving they were before, but she really wanted to know about his past.