Jiang Yuezhou hugged Ye Beibei and seemed to feel her eyelashes brushing against his chest, tickling softly. His chin gently rubbed the top of her head and moved on her waist and back.
Everywhere in his hand felt soft and beautiful. Slowly, he felt his throat became thirsty again and his body became hot. He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Ye Beibei's forehead again, looking for her lips. At this time, he found that she had already
He fell asleep in his arms.
Looking at her so close, you can see the tiny pores on her face. Her skin is so good, it looks pure and transparent, maybe because she is hot, her cheeks are as pink as a child, and her lips are as red as petals.
It was reflected on his face like something in a painting. He kept looking at Ye Beibei intently, thinking to himself, what kind of poison had she cast on him? Why did he want to stay with her so much? Come here like this
How come you can't forget her?
Looking at the quiet and well-behaved Ye Beibei leaning in his arms, Jiang Yuezhou showed a trace of pity and sigh in his eyes, thanking fate, she was finally willing to accept him!
Ye Beibei had a dream. In the dream, she saw little Mo Yan growing up strangely. He hugged his legs and cried out, asking who is his father? Who is his father? Who is Mo Yan's father... She
I woke up after feeling anxious for a while.
She opened her eyes and found that the sun had turned to the west, with a few rays of sunset shining on her body. She moved her body slightly and said, "Are you awake?" A low and sweet voice came from her head.
Only then did Ye Beibei realize that she had been leaning on Jiang Yuezhou's arms for so long. She had been sleeping for so long, and he would definitely not be comfortable pressing him. She sat up hurriedly and said apologetically: "
Sorry, I just fell asleep."
Jiang Yuezhou moved his somewhat stiff and numb limbs, then grabbed her hand and laughed, "Remember, you are not allowed to say sorry to me again."
Ye Beibei smiled awkwardly at Jiang Yuezhou, who had such a casual expression. Jiang Yuezhou's warm lips gently pressed a kiss on her forehead: "Beibei, don't be stressed, don't think so much, I can wait."
of."
Listening to his tone, Ye Beibei couldn't help but sigh. Jiang Yuezhou looked like a resentful mistress.
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Yuezhou looked at Ye Beibei with some confusion.
Of course Ye Beibei didn't dare to tell her true thoughts, "It's nothing, I'm happy, aren't you allowed to laugh?"
"Of course, I'm not a fascist!" Jiang Yuezhou looked at Ye Beibei with a smile on his face. It was like a sweet reappearance of a trance, which was heart-warming. He hugged Ye Beibei and kissed her again.
The warm breath enveloped her firmly and forcefully, and his kiss was gentle and lingering, taking over all her nerves with his breath. Ye Beibei couldn't hide the shyness on her face, with a little nervousness and throbbing, slightly
He closed his eyes timidly, not daring to look at Jiang Yuezhou. His eyelashes trembled slightly, letting Jiang Yuezhou drive straight in, his lips and teeth entangled. He probed again and again, but felt that it was not deep enough or entangled enough. His kiss began to be passionate and wanton.
ground attack.
Ye Beibei's face burned hot, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her body again. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, outlining charming lines. Jiang Yuezhou obeyed the control of his body, eager to touch her, infect her, and take her with him.
Fall into that extraordinary and beautiful state that only belongs to two people.
This close pursuit with scorching body temperature made Ye Beibei reach out and hug Jiang Yuezhou tightly, responding to him. The long-term loneliness, the hardship of being alone, all the pain hidden in the deepest part of his heart, no matter what
Help seems to be in his package, anchored in eagerness...
The two hugged each other and rested for a long time. Jiang Yuezhou rubbed Ye Beibei's hair and asked in a low voice: "Are you hungry? Let's go out to eat!"
Ye Beibei then remembered the time. Xiao Moyan had a fever when she left for work this morning. She didn't know how she was doing now. She said to Jiang Yuezhou apologetically: "I won't go to eat with you. It's already this hour.
I have to go home."
"Okay." Jiang Yuezhou knew that she was thinking about her children at home, so he didn't force her. He just sat on the bed and looked at her seriously, "Ye Beibei, remember what you promised me. You can go back and think about it, but don't let me
Keep waiting."
"Yes." Ye Beibei nodded solemnly. She got off the bed and started looking for her phone. Later she remembered that her clothes and purse were next to the sofa downstairs.
When she got downstairs, looking at the messy clothes on the floor, her face suddenly turned red. Jiang Yuezhou was behind her, smiling and reaching out to hug her, "I want to take pictures of all this, and you will be able to rely on me no matter what you want in the future."
Lose."
It was rare for the cold Jiang Yuezhou to tell a joke, but Ye Beibei's face turned even redder. She smiled lowly and broke away from Jiang Yuezhou's arms. She found her purse, took out her phone and saw that there was twenty
Of the eight missed calls, twenty-six were actually from Liming Lang and two were from home.
She suddenly felt guilty and panicked, not because of Liming Lang, but because of Xiao Moyan. She was such a careless mother that she even forgot about her child in a moment of fun. She hurriedly called home.
, Jiang Yuezhou picked up the scattered clothes on the floor, and seeing her on the phone, he politely took the clothes upstairs and put them in the washing machine.
Ye Beibei's call back was answered by Sister Wu, "Sister Wu, how is Mo Yan? Does he have a fever again?"
"You gave him medicine when you left in the morning. The child was fine all morning, but became a little hot again in the afternoon. Before I called you, Mr. Li came and took me and the child to the hospital. The doctor
I checked the child and said it was nothing serious, and prescribed some oral medicine. Now the child has taken the medicine and is fine."
"Thank you, Sister Wu." Ye Beibei put down the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, but Liming Lang's charming face suddenly appeared in her mind, and her heart suddenly beat twice.
When Jiang Yuezhou went downstairs again, he was already dressed. Ye Beibei asked him to drive her home, and he nodded in agreement in a polite manner.
Along the way, Ye Beibei was a little restless, thinking about Jiang Yuezhou, Li Minglang, and Xiao Moyan.
Human nature is selfish. No matter how much Ye Beibei loves Xiao Moting, no matter how much she avoids Xiao Moyan, Xiao Moyan is her biological child after all. Before she had this child, she felt that the person she loved most was her father.
, it was her mother, it was Jiang Yuezhou, it was Xiao Moyan... Only when she had this child did she realize that deep down in her heart, the whole world combined was not as important as this little person.
Like all mothers in the world, what she loves most is her children. She admits that she is a selfish woman and must always consider the interests of her children. Even though Xiao Moting likes Li Minglang so much, she still cares about little Moyan's feelings the most.