At night, Shi Yi and Mo Ye were walking on the island. The moonlight was shining, and the figures of the pair were stretched very long, and the beauty was broken into pieces. The two of them whispered some whispers, rubbing their ears together, and they were as close as if they were one person.
Eleven was always amused by him until his face turned red.
Teasing her is Mo Ye's hobby. Every time he teases her, he feels a sense of satisfaction. He likes to see her shy look. The moment when you lower your eyes is extremely beautiful. He has watched it for so many years, and every time he feels...
It's warm and still throbbing with the ambiguity of the past.
She has been married for many years and has given birth to twin sons. Logically speaking, no matter how intense the relationship between the two is, it should slowly subside and return to a smooth flow. However, the relationship between them was not very intense from the beginning. She is emotionally restrained.
He is a human being too. He has been the one who has led the direction of this relationship from the beginning. He owes her and has fallen in love with her. He has taken some care to make her fall in love with him. She is simple and has pure feelings, which is extremely good.
Coaxing, he had to admit, he always liked to coax her like this when he was young, and it was the same now.
Feelings have never faded.
The relationship between him and her is better expressed by this word. Except for the days when she hated him, the relationship between the two has always been smooth. They are not like Ye Wei and Mo Jue, who have been together for ten years.
Thunder stirs up the earth's fire.[
He doesn't even understand why Mo Jue and Ye Wei have been living so vigorously and noisily for ten years. Wouldn't it be nice to live in peace and quiet like this?
People have different personalities, and the way they express their emotions is also different. He prefers something as quiet and warm as Shiyi, like a cup of mellow tea.
Pulling her to sit down on the beach, he held her in his arms. Eleven looked around in embarrassment, but there was no one around. He pushed his shoulder, and Mo Ye chuckled, "Have you had fun this month?"
Eleven nodded, and he played with her fingers, clasping them together, passionately, intimately.
"Why do you have time to come here?"
"Miss you!" Mo Ye smiled, pulled her head, and kissed her lips. It was no longer like the past few years when he was always afraid of not kissing enough and always devoured the food. Now he kissed her tenderly.
It's full of passion, less intense than youth, and more profound and profound.
He really missed her.
She is different from Ye Wei. Ye Wei often travels in all directions. It is normal for her to not come back for two or three months occasionally, but not on Eleven. She is very family-oriented. Even if she goes out to play with Ye Wei, he misses her.
If you call me, she will be soft-hearted and come back.
This time when he came out, he was on Wangyou Island and had a different phone number, so he had no choice but to find her.
Her face is rosy and adorable, and she is as beautiful as a peach under the moonlight. God has been kind to her. After her health has been well maintained, and Suman has carefully taken care of her, she has had very little pain and "fuck" over the years.
Lao, who sometimes went on adventures with Ye Wei, was well-maintained. In fact, she was only thirty-one years old, but she was as beautiful as ever. The flower he had cared for for many years bloomed even more beautifully.
Mo Ye hugged her and watched the waves of the sea together. Mo Ye suddenly said, "I haven't spent much time with you in these years."
"No, I'm always at home." No matter how busy he is, he will always go home, and she occasionally handles mafia matters with him. The two of them are almost inseparable, so how can he say that he has no time to spend with her.
Besides, she also understood that Mo Ye wanted to lay a stronger foundation so that brothers Mo Yao, Mo Chen, and Mo Yeyan would be more relaxed in the future.
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By the way, this is an irresponsible side story, not coherent. Maybe the next one will go to Saudi Suman’s house, haha.
