Turning back, his eyes fell on Mu Qingqing's sleeping little face again. He suddenly remembered Sikong Nan's words, and then remembered that Sheng Qianye had also asked him this question. His eyes narrowed slightly: Is he really tempted?
The phone rang, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Mu Qingqing moving. He hurriedly picked it up and walked to the balcony, as if he was afraid of waking someone up.
Involuntary actions.
Opposite me, Lin Xin's hoarse voice sounded, and Cheng Moyan's lips curled up in a joking manner, "Why, I'm just asking you to go to Africa, and you're so sad?"
Lin Xin screamed, "Boss, please stop teasing me!"
"Haha," Cheng Moyan suddenly lowered his voice and said calmly, "If you don't want to go there, then okay, I'll give you a break for a few days. After a month. This month, you can help me check some things..."
night.
Celebrity Apartment, 23rd floor.
The woman sat on the edge of the bed, staring longingly at the man sipping red wine in front of the window. After a long time, she stood up, walked slowly behind the man, carefully stretched out her hand, and hugged him fearfully.
The man stopped drinking, glanced down at the small white hands at his waist, raised his head and drank all the red wine in the glass, turned around, and captured the woman's red lips.
The wine glass fell down in response.
The man looked at the woman's fluttering eyelashes, his pupils full of clarity. He narrowed his eyes slightly: Mu Qingqing, I will not let you go...or the people around you!
…
In another apartment building, on the 18th floor.
The door was opened, Lin Ke walked into the room, turned on the light, closed the door, and loosened his tie.
The corner of his eye glanced at the kitchen inadvertently, and he remembered that someone had cooked for him there. He felt sad, turned around, and walked to the guest room.
After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the room where someone had slept.
Nanshan Villa.
Under Cheng Moyan's repeated forcing, Mu Qingqing drank a large bowl of bird's nest porridge. Maybe it was because she had slept all day, but she was not sleepy at all at the moment. Turning her head, she caught a glimpse of the moonlight outside the window. She got up, opened the balcony door, and moved
Get a chair out.
Lying on the chair and looking up at the stars, she felt peaceful. When she closed her eyes, she felt a faint sense of unknown pleasure, and the corners of her lips rose unconsciously.
There were footsteps behind her, and that familiar masculine scent, she knew who it was without even thinking about it.
The voice stopped in front of her, and the next second, her body felt light. She subconsciously exclaimed, but her head was pressed to her chest, and her body was pressed against him by someone.
She didn't struggle, smelling the fragrance of his body after bathing, she felt at ease for no reason.
He sat silently, she lay quietly, and silence spread between the two.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Mu Qingqing tried to speak.
"Why don't you go to work today?"
Cheng Moyan lowered his head, close to her cochlea, and said in a hoarse voice, "We have done more important things, haven't we?"
After he finished speaking, he lay back down again, looking very calm, even his hand was placed motionlessly on her back, but his ambiguous tone made Mu Qingqing blush and her heart beat faster.
.
The cool breeze of early autumn hit her. Even though her chest was hot under her body and the cool breeze blew on her back, Mu Qingqing couldn't help but shiver.
Cheng Moyan clearly noticed it, and without saying a word, he hugged her and stood up, ignoring her screams and entered the house.
"The chair hasn't been brought in yet, what should we do if it rains?" When he threw it into the bed, Mu Qingqing thought of the chair.
Cheng Moyan said nothing, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, hugged her and closed his eyes.
Mu Qingqing couldn't sleep at first, but maybe it was because his arms were too warm and comfortable or something else. Within a few minutes of lying down, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
On the balcony, a day chair lay there alone, the moonlight shining softly, adding a little warmth to its cold and hard lines.