Ruoxi took off her high heels and stood on the ground with bare feet. The marble floor was a little cold, and the biting coldness quickly spread to Ruoxi.
Mu Shiqin walked over, frowned, and took out a pair of cotton slippers. He didn't have time to change, but he hugged Ruoxi and put his slender arms around Ruoxi's waist.
When she didn't respond, he dumped her on the sofa.
Soon, Mu Shiqin bent down and put the slippers on Ruoxi's feet.
Electricity instantly rushed into Ruoxi's heart, and that feeling made Ruoxi's face turn red.
My heart seemed to be attracted by something, an indescribable twitch.
Ruoxi turned her head, not wanting to be deceived by those blue eyes: "I like this, can you control it?"
Mu Shiqin didn't say anything, or Ruoxi didn't hear anything he said.
Ruoxi looked at the stairs and suddenly ran to the bedroom. There was a very spacious big bed up there.
The colors are also one black and one white, feeling warm and cold, like clouds in the sky, embedded in the black sky.
Ruoxi lay on the bed, relaxing on the bed. She felt the gentleness of the bed wrap around her, and fatigue came over her instantly, making her unable to open her eyes.
Suddenly, the corner of the bed sank, and Mu Shiqin sat next to Ruoxi.
Ruoxi closed her eyes, feeling those deep eyes enveloping her whole body.
Even if she didn't look at it, she knew that those eyes as blue as the sea would make her drown, struggling and unable to breathe anymore.
Mu Shiqin touched Ruoxi's face and whispered, "This place will be yours from now on."
Ruoxi raised her head: "Ah, so I don't have to go to work?"
Mu Shiqin's face darkened, he looked at Ruoxi and said coldly: "What do you think?"
Ruoxi sneered and nodded: "I understand, I have become my brother-in-law's mistress now!"
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What exactly is love?
People have praised it for thousands of years. Some people say it is like a rose. It is fragrant and beautiful, but it has thorns that hurt people.
Some people say it is the peony, which is the most beautiful flower among the others.
Some people say that like plum blossoms in the cold winter, the ice and snow are also beautiful.
Some people say that love is like a lotus flower, so pure it makes you sigh!
Some people say it is a spring flower, petite and beautiful with a warm atmosphere.
To sum up, love is like all kinds of flowers, blooming their own splendor in this world of feasting and entertainment.
Sometimes Ruoxi wonders, what kind of flower is her love?
Is it a wisteria? That flower is beautiful but poisonous.
At this time, she didn't know that her love would never bear flowers.
Flowers that bloom undefeated belong to others.
She is not even a bystander!
Everyone has their own role, and people's usual responsibility is to play these roles well.
Ruoxi gave up her place of residence.
There is no longer the name of Wisteria in "Ye Ye Sheng Ge" on her body.
When leaving, Poppy hugged Ruoxi and said very seriously: "I will never come back again. I don't want to see you here again! Seriously, don't come back!"
Ruoxi looked at this woman and found that the person she had known for a few days had become so beautiful.
Under the light, Poppy's eyes were blurred, and she hugged Ruoxi with her petite body. Even though she was so thin, she still had an amazing light, and she was as alive as a lilac.
Poppy and Wisteria have been freed from that terrible purgatory.