The car drove into Liancheng's villa, which was very large and comfortable.
Ruoxi has not been here a few times.
Because she has been living elsewhere, renting a room with Liancheng's money.
He would visit Ruoxi, but never stayed overnight.
Even if he was extremely drunk, even if he couldn't help himself, he would ask Ruoxi gently if he could.
If Xi refuses, a man will never force anything.
It's as if politeness has formed a habit, and good tutoring gives a man a calm and clean beauty.
Ruoxi once asked Liancheng: "Is there anything that makes you want to snatch something that you don't want to give up even if others don't want to?"
His smile was pure: "Of course, it's you."
Ruoxi didn't believe it: "Me? I can't tell at all."
At that time, Liancheng smiled and said elegantly: "Do you still remember the first time we met in Beijing? When we were playing songs every night, if I didn't like you, I wouldn't go all the way to Beijing to find you. If you think it's just pure
Venting, that would be ridiculous!"
"Oh? What is it if it's not venting?"
The man thought for a while and then said: "That's an impulse, an impulse to want you!"
"Really? Why have I never seen you use force for so many years with me?"
"You like it when I do that to you?"
Ruoxi smiled coquettishly: "Of course not, I think you have quite a lot of self-control."
It cannot be compared with a domineering and powerful person.
"No, that's not self-control, it's that I respect you." At that time, Liancheng was Ruoxi's favorite, serious and serious, with an elegant and intellectual beauty all over his body.
After entering the beach villa, Liancheng left without getting out of the car.
When Ruoxi came in, the maid greeted her happily and put on Ruoxi's slippers.
"Hello, madam!"
Ruoxi nodded, although she didn't like the title "Mrs." very much.
"Where is Xiaoye?" The child could not be found in the huge room.
"The young master is upstairs." the maid replied diligently.
Ruoxi nodded and walked directly upstairs, opened the door and found the little figure looking at something by the window.
The sunlight was shining down, like a ball, with something hidden inside that Ruoxi couldn't understand.
"Xiaoye, what are you doing?" Ruoxi asked softly and walked in.
The child turned his head, and there was no trace of innocence on his face. When he saw Ruoxi, he just smiled faintly. His black eyes flashed with a color that Ruoxi couldn't understand. His voice was sweet but cold and distant, making people want to stay away: "Come, mother.
Already."
His expression was completely different from the innocence of ordinary children. Ruoxi nodded, looking at the child's somewhat melancholy expression.
She shook her head helplessly. It was all her fault. How could a child be happy in the face of a mother like herself?
"Ye, what are you lying there looking at?" Ruoxi looked at the glass window and found where the child was staring. She touched Xiaoye's face and whispered, "Do you miss daddy?"
Xiaoye still looked at the wheel marks left by the Land Rover on the beach, shook her head and said lightly: "No, I talked to him a week ago."
Ruoxi choked her hands and her eyes began to feel sore.
Lian Ye was very sensitive and felt Ruoxi's emotions for a moment, and smiled sweetly: "It's okay, father and mother are very busy, I won't blame you, as long as you come, I will be happy."
A child who is only three years old is so sensible. Many times, Ruoxi always feels sorry for his sensibleness.
Sometimes I even wonder, is Li Ye really only three years old?
Looking at Ruoxi's expression all night, he worriedly said: "Mom, your face is not very good, is it because of the rain? Why don't you take a rest."