The relationship between them is like a cat and a mouse. She, the weak mouse, is always caught by his big bad cat, but he doesn't let her die, but plays with it slowly.
Really bad!
But even so, Li Xiaoyou still had to admit a fact.
Her emotions and mood were increasingly affected by him, but she never dared to face the answer to the question.
Alas~
At that time, Li Xiaoyou, who was doing cross stitch, put down the embroidery needles in his hand, put them away properly, and then got up and moved around.
I kept sitting in the same position all afternoon, and my shoulders and waist were sore.
During this period, the servant came over and told her that she had received a call from the young master, saying that he would be back later.
Li Xiaoyou originally thought that the two of them could choose a movie to watch together in the evening, but then she received the news that he came home late from socializing.
Before I could figure out whether the feeling in my heart was a fluke or a disappointment, the call came as promised.
Picking up the powerful yet compact mobile phone that Mu Chenfeng bought for her, his name flashed on the screen.
Like a simple and beautiful little happiness, it shines continuously.
She answered the phone happily, but it was a woman's voice.
"Is it Miss Li?"
Li Xiaoyou was startled and quickly replied, "I am."
Then she heard the person on the other end seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the formulaic voice became softer.
"Chen Feng will go back later tonight, or maybe not at all."
The other party seemed to be declaring sovereignty and was a little impatient. That kind of voice made people feel uncomfortable. "He asked me to tell you that you don't have to wait for him!"
"Oh." Li Xiaoyou responded disappointedly.
Looking at the hung up phone, she felt confused for the first time.
She didn't use honorifics, and even called him "Chen Feng" affectionately... She was his...? Why did she feel sour and uncomfortable?!
But why did she ask herself if she was Miss Li when she first answered the phone?
This... is weird, isn't it!
On the other end of the phone, Angela looked at the phone with satisfaction and muttered, "What a stupid woman, so easy to deceive!"
In fact, she was just testing her at the beginning, otherwise she wouldn't call her Miss Li Xiaoyouli. By the second sentence, she deliberately changed her tone.
Angela didn't just want her to misunderstand, she wanted to make her hysterical.
Don't think that just by lying in the villa waiting to lay eggs, you can fly up a branch and become a phoenix. Didn't you hear that she is an aunt?
Useless stuff!
The more Angela thought about it, the more she hated her, especially when she thought about her menstruation, but Mu Chenfeng still tolerated her.
This is so infuriating!
Damn girl, just wait and see!
Turning around, she smiled charmingly and said softly to the man who was drinking. "Chen Feng, drink less, it's not good for your health!"
Li Xiaoyou put down the phone, and his stomach that was growling just now no longer felt hungry at all.
I just feel like I don't know what's blocked in my heart, it's full of energy and it's so blocked.
Returning to the bedroom on the second floor, she lay in bed feeling depressed.
No matter how much she thought about it, she felt something was wrong, and no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't help but involve those who were and were not.
This person is most likely Mu Chenfeng's woman outside. It is not unusual for a person of his status to have a woman.
But why does she feel so uncomfortable when she thinks about this situation?!
This situation lasted until Mu Chenfeng came back. The smell of alcohol all over his body was so pungent that it made him dizzy.
She almost subconsciously began to avoid him.
and his touch.
"What's wrong, baby?" Seeing her avoiding him, Mu Chenfeng asked somewhat unhappily.
"You drank too much. I'll ask someone to prepare sobering soup." After saying that, Li Xiaoyou stood up and wanted to stay away from him.
Unexpectedly, her arm was clasped with great force, and then her whole body was pressed down by him.
"I'm not drunk. If I'm drunk, I won't come back!" He smiled. Although his breath was full of alcohol, it didn't smell bad.
His voice was as if soaked in alcohol, with a charming hoarseness.
But she didn't want to argue with him about whether he was drunk or not. She simply didn't want to be so close to him. Pulled by that awkward emotion, Li Xiaoyou frowned slightly.
He said that he was not drunk, but which drunk person would admit that he was drunk? He also said that he would not come back if he was drunk. If he did not come back here, he would go back to... that woman?
I have to say that this realization made Li Xiaoyou a little bitter.
But it can only be bitter, because she can't even be jealous.
Mu Chenfeng was a little tipsy, and his deep eyes were as dark as a bottomless pit. At this moment, they were forming a net bit by bit, trapping her so tightly that she could not move.
"You don't like me drinking? Huh?" The tip of his nose gently brushed her tender cheek, and his cool thin lips had already grasped her round earlobe, sucking and teasing it gently.
Her body was much more honest than her will, and she quickly responded to his skillful yet gentle teasing. But she still persisted and said dullly, "I don't like it!"
I don’t like you drinking, I don’t like other women using your phone to tell me that you’re coming home late or not coming home, I don’t like it…
For a moment, she was frightened by her resentful "dislike".
Li Xiaoyou, why don't you like this or that of him? Who are you? You are just a surrogate woman. Recognize your identity.
There was a disdainful voice in his mind accusing him. Li Xiaoyou remained silent for a moment and obediently allowed his big palm to do whatever he wanted on her body. The big palm reached close to her top and lightly penetrated her bra.
When his fingertips finally touched the pleasant plumpness, he sighed with satisfaction.
"My little You'er doesn't like it, what should I do?" Mu Chenfeng smiled softly and kissed her heavily on the lips.