A few days before returning to China, Mo Zifei already knew that he and Mo Hanya were not related by blood. At that time, he was ecstatic. Now that he has returned to China and found her and she sat next to him, his ecstasy was...
It has turned into an exciting sweetness.
"Sister, should I call you Hanya or Mengmeng from now on?" He sat next to her, looking at her beautiful side face and asked with excitement and sweetness.
Mo Hanya looked at the car window, maybe her mind was still on Dongfang Mi. She didn't know what he asked.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Mo Zifei frowned and spoke louder.
"Well, what's the matter?" She then turned to look at him, with an apologetic smile on her lips, "What did you ask me just now?"
Realizing that her heart was not focused on him at all, his heart felt cold, "I'm asking you, what should I call you in the future?"
"Haha 7e" she felt funny, "whatever you called me before, you can call me whatever you called me now and in the future."
"Call me sister?" He was vaguely unhappy.
"Yes." She smiled and nodded matter-of-factly.
"I don't want to call you sister." After thinking for a while, he bluntly stated what he really meant.
"Why?" She was a little confused.
He looked at her with affectionate eyes without blinking, "You know, there is no blood relationship between us."
She shook her head with a smile and gave him an annoyed look, "Mo Zifei, we are not related by blood. I am also your sister. Don't forget, I have been in your house for more than 20 years and you called me Er.
Sister of more than ten years, don’t think of using this excuse to cut off our sister-sister relationship of more than twenty years."
Mo Zifei was silent for a moment and turned his head sadly, "Mo Hanya, you know what I mean."
"..." Mo Hanya fell silent, feeling slightly surprised in her heart. She didn't seem to have thought that he would still have such feelings for her after staying abroad for so many years.
Neither of them spoke, their expressions were thoughtful and gloomy, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became depressing.
"Brother, how have you been living abroad these past few years?" Finally, she broke the silence and asked him with concern as a sister.
Mo Zifei didn't look at her. He turned his head and looked out the dark window angrily with his hazy charming eyes. "Call me Zifei." He used a commanding tone to her for the first time.
.
Mo Hanya was stunned for a moment, thinking about the Rolls-Royce he was riding in now, which was not accessible to ordinary people, and smiled awkwardly: "Brother, do you think you have grown up now, your wings have become stronger, and you have the ability.
You don’t have to listen to your sister, right?”
Hearing the word 'brother' from her mouth, Mo Zifei felt particularly uncomfortable, "I made it very clear, call me Zifei." His head suddenly turned around and he looked at her very close.
"You used to often call me Zifei, but if you don't call me that way now, are you afraid of something?"
"I..." She was speechless, silent for a few seconds, and then changed her words helplessly, "Zifei, how have you been living abroad in the past few years?" She adjusted her mood and asked again.
Mo Zifei thought for a while, looked at her beautiful face, and shook his head gently, "Not good, not good at all."
"?" Mo Hanya was confused and thought to herself, if his life was not good, would he still be wearing a brand-name suit and sitting elegantly in a Rolls-Royce?
When she was confused, Mo Zifei took her hand and put it on his beating heart, saying in a melancholy voice: "You know? Every day when I am abroad, it is very difficult for me here.
,It misses someone every day.”
Mo Hanya was annoyed when she heard this, and quickly took out her hand, and changed the subject with a smile, "Haha, you have returned from your studies now, right? Tell you, what is your status now? Is it really like what the reporter said, you
Is that the sky-high-priced artist who is extremely popular abroad?"
"Yes." Mo Zifei nodded without hesitation, his handsome face with a melancholic temperament showing confidence and pride that he had never seen before.
"..." Mo Hanya was stunned for a moment, looking at him in disbelief.
He liked her stunned expression, and the corners of her lips slightly raised, "When I left, I told you that I would definitely give you a surprise. Hanya..."
"Call me sister." She always felt awkward when he called her name, so she quickly interrupted him angrily.
He was silent for two seconds, with a helpless smile on his lips, and nodded in a compromising manner, "Okay, if you like me to call you sister, I will call you sister." He paused slightly and looked at her lovingly, "Sister,
Do you like this surprise I gave you?"
"...I like it." She had to admit that his current achievement really surprised her and made her feel gratified. What sister doesn't want her brother to live well?
"Sister, do you like me?" Then he asked carefully.
"...I like it." She smiled, and before he had time to be happy, she continued: "Sisters will like their younger brothers. Zi Fei, there can only be a sister-brother relationship between us. I
I only regard you as my brother, no matter whether we are related by blood or not, it is the same."
Mo Zifei stopped talking, thought for a moment, and showed her a faint smile of "I understand", as if he understood a truth. He couldn't force her too tight. Some things, the tighter you hold them, the tighter they become.
It will slip away. For example, sand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will fall.
He never wants this.
…
Five-star hotel in city t...
"How's the situation over there?" Dongfang Fan held a glass of fine red wine in one hand and a phone in the other. He took a sip of good wine and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows where he could enjoy the night view of the city. He asked the person on the other end of the phone in a low voice.
"Master, the situation here has stabilized." The voice on the phone sounded like Wu Hao's, "We have followed your instructions and acquired the shares of xx Group and several companies in xx through due procedures.
It is estimated that in another two years, we will be able to return to the DPRK."
He smiled slightly and nodded, "Well done."
"Ms. Xi is next to me. Do you want to talk to her?"
He thought for a while and said, "Give her the phone."
Soon, Xi Anqi's somewhat strong voice came over the phone, "Ah Mi, things are very busy here, you must come back as soon as possible."
"Sister, I may not be able to get there in a year or a half." He took a sip of wine, thought of a certain woman, frowned slightly and said with a smile, "I'll have to worry about you and Wu Hao over there."
"Why?" Xi Anqi was puzzled, "You have been released from prison now. If you want to turn over as soon as possible, you should come over and take charge of the overall situation."
"I have my own ideas. I want to stay at home."
"Ami, are you still thinking about that woman?" Xi'anqi heard the clues, and her voice was full of anger, "Don't you still think that she has made you and me miserable enough?"
"Sister, don't blame her. If you want to, blame me. I was the one who sorry for her first."
"Haha 7e" Hearing this, Xi'an Qi laughed out loud in disbelief, "Oh my god, I never thought that such a proud brother of mine would blame himself like this for a woman."
He smiled helplessly.
"Uh 7e" After a moment of silence, Xi'anqi suddenly sighed deeply on the phone, "Ayu and Awang are still in prison. It's not convenient for us to clear up the relationship there. Since you don't want to come over in a hurry, just think
There is a way to get these two brothers out of prison early."
He turned around, put down the wine glass, and put one hand in his trouser pocket, "I heard that they are doing well in prison. It may not be a good thing to let them come out a few months later."
This made Xi Anqi a little confused, "Are you afraid that they will come out early to snatch that woman from you?"
He laughed, "How could it be? Even if they are your sons, if I really make a move, the two of them can't rob me if they join forces."
"Confident men are really attractive. But once you are too confident, you may make people laugh."
"I know."
"Do you really want to stay in the country?" Finally, Xi Anqi asked this question with some unwillingness to give up.
"Really." He confirmed.
…
The next day, Mo Hanya and Mo Zifei returned to City A together. As soon as they got off the plane, they were surrounded by many reporters and fans.
"Liu Mengmeng, please explain your relationship with Mr. Mo..."
"Liu Mengmeng, is your boyfriend the sky-high price artist Asa?"
"Liu Mengmeng..."
Mo Hanya wore big sunglasses on her face and not only a golden wig but also a hat. It could be seen that before returning to City A with Mo Zifei, she did her best to not want to be recognized by the media.
camouflage.
She didn't expect that even though she was dressed like this, she would still be recognized by the sharp-eyed reporters. She had a splitting headache when she heard the numerous questions they asked that were always the same. "I'm sorry, I refuse to answer any questions.
"
She remained silent, and the reporters all found other ways to pass the microphone to Mo Zifei, who was also wearing sunglasses...
"Mr. Mo, when did you start dating?"
"Mr. Mo, are you the mysterious sky-high price artist?"
Mo Zifei walked awkwardly with his arms around Mo Hanya's waist, with a slight smile on his lips. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and admitted, "Yes, I am asa."
His admission was like adding fuel to the fire, and the scene became even more heated.
"Zifei?" Mo Hanya didn't expect that he would admit it at this time, so she turned to look at him angrily, but instead he smiled happily and shrugged at her disapprovingly.
"Haha, it turns out that Mr. Mo is asa. Haha, asa, welcome back to China..."
"Asa, by admitting your identity, you mean that you and Liu Mengmeng are really dating? Did you return to China for Miss Liu?"
Mo Zi not only smiled and said nothing, but seemed to be acquiescing.
"Asa, you and Liu Mengmeng are a perfect match..."
"Asa, we are reporters from xxx TV station. We want to do a special program for you and Liu Mengmeng..."
"..."
There were too many people and the scene was really uncontrollable. It took two hours for the two of them to walk out of the airport under the escort of numerous security guards.
After finally getting rid of numerous reporters, the two got in the car and returned to their former home in an ordinary residential building.
Mother Mo was so excited when she saw the two of them back together. When she saw her son whom she hadn't seen for several years, her eyes were filled with tears.
"Mom, don't cry." Mo Zifei hugged Mo's mother and felt sad when he saw a few extra white hairs on her head. "I'm back, and my sister is back too. Our family is reunited.
You should be happy."
Mother Mo nodded repeatedly, smiled and wiped the tears from her eyes, "Mom knows, haha, mom was so happy that she cried."
Mo Hanya stood aside and saw the scene of mother and son embracing each other, her eyes filled with tears because she was moved.
At noon, Mother Mo was in the kitchen making lunch as before.
After a while, Mo Hanya arrived in the kitchen and actively helped wash and chop vegetables.
"Hanya, you go out and talk to Zifei. I'm busy with things in the kitchen." Mo's mother pushed her and said happily to her.
Mo Hanya just refused to leave and said with a smile: "Mom, you and your brother haven't seen each other for so many years. You should go out and talk to him. Leave this place to me. I promise you, I will
Lunch will be ready before one o'clock on time."
Knowing her true life experience, she also called her mother, which made Mom Mo feel extremely relieved. She thought about it and said with a smile: "Hanya, you are a big star now, how can you do these things in this kitchen?
There is a knife, fire, and oil, what should I do if I get hurt?"
Hearing this, she smiled and shook her head, "Mom, in front of you, I will always be your ordinary daughter Mo Hanya. I am not a big star. I am not that delicate." With that, she took off her clothes.
He put the apron around his body and pushed her out of the kitchen, "Haha, go and spend some time with your precious son."
Mother Mo could only be respectful rather than obey orders, "Haha, okay, okay, I'll leave the kitchen to you. I'll go out and talk to Zifei."
After Mom Mo left the kitchen, Mo Hanya took charge of the small world of the kitchen. Although she seldom cooked after becoming Liu Mengmeng, she still did not forget the basic skills, such as chopping vegetables, washing rice, stir-frying, mixing vegetables, etc.
She did everything conscientiously.
…
Mo Zifei stayed in his former bedroom for a while, then sat in the hall and watched TV.
What he was watching was the entertainment channel, which was broadcasting rumors about him and the popular superstar Liu Mengmeng.
When Mother Mo walked out of the kitchen and sat next to him with a smile, she looked up and saw on the TV the night he and Mo Hanya crashed in city T. The intimate scene of him holding Mo Hanya being surrounded by reporters.
Seeing such a scene and linking it to some things in the past, she understood in her heart. She remained silent for a while with a gloomy expression, looked at the kitchen, looked at his side face, and asked in a low voice, "Zifei, do you still like it?"
Looking after your sister?"
Mo Zifei did not deny it, looked at the picture on the TV, smiled thoughtfully and nodded, "Yes, I still like her, still love her." After saying this, he turned his head and looked at Mo's mother pleadingly.
, "Mom, now it's clear that she and I are not related by blood, you should support us."
There was an incomprehensible look of embarrassment on Mother Mo's face, "Zifei, why are you so stubborn? You have been siblings for more than 20 years. Isn't it good to keep being siblings like this?"
Mo Zifei couldn't listen to these words, "Mom, I don't want to be her brother and sister, I must marry her." He said firmly every word, "You should know very well that if she hadn't worked hard to make money for me,
My life would have been lost long ago if I had the surgery." As she said this, her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears, "Mom, my life belongs to her - I really love her, starting from a very early age.
Come on, Mom, I beg you, help me and help us."
"Zifei...this...ah..." He said this, and although Mother Mo was reluctant, she couldn't help but feel moved.
…
Mo Hanya didn't lie, she really made lunch before one o'clock noon.
The food was arranged, and the three of them sat at the table and had lunch warmly as before.
"Mom, in a few days, we will move to the xx Garden Community." During the meal, Mo Zifei looked at the simple environment at home and said with a smile, "Now that I have returned from school, I have the ability to let you live in a better place."
Nice house.”
Mother Mo immediately waved her hand, "I'll live here. Your sister bought me a house and forced me to move there, but I didn't even go."
"Mom, why?" Mo Zifei looked confused, "We as children want to be filial to you, why don't you appreciate it?"
"Haha." Mo Hanya laughed out loud at this moment and shook her head at him, "Brother, please don't persuade mom to move. I have persuaded mom several times, and she also insisted on staying here resolutely, saying that here
It smells like dad, I'm afraid I won't get used to it after moving."
After hearing Mo Hanya's words, Mo Zifei stopped trying to persuade her and said, "Mom, do as you like. You can live wherever you are happy."
"Hehehe..." Mother Mo laughed out loud, "Of course mom knows, hehe, as the saying goes, a gold nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse."
"Puchi 7e" Hearing the last sentence, Mo Hanya almost burst out laughing. "Hahahahaha, Mom, you, you are so funny, haha..."
Mo Zifei looked at their smiling faces and suppressed a smile, "Mom, you are serious. When did our house become a doghouse?"
"hehe……"
"Hahahahaha..."
Laughter echoed, and the family of three was enjoying themselves happily.
…
The Oriental fans staying at the xx five-star hotel in City T have been paying attention to Mo Hanya's updates.
After seeing the scene on TV of her and Mo Zifei returning to City A together, being surrounded by reporters and fans at the airport, and learning that Mo Zifei's identity should not be underestimated, he felt a little bad. That afternoon, he took the bus
The plane went to city A.
When he arrived in City A, he rented a house opposite Mo Hanya's company. He often used binoculars to check the companies she entered and exited.
After half a month, he figured out her routine. She would go to the company almost every Friday.
One Friday, through the telescope, he saw her sexy figure walking out of the door of one of the top entertainment companies in the country, as if she suddenly thought of a good idea, her impeccable lips and a ghostly smile.
, put down the telescope, lit a cigarette, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and walked out of the door leisurely.
After leaving the door, he walked towards a construction site not far from her company...
…
Ever since Mo Hanya hugged Mo Zifei that night in T City and was photographed by reporters, the scandal between her and Mo Zifei has not stopped in the following days.
Mo Hanya was very disgusted with the scandal between herself and Mo Zifei. Every time she faced the media, she would try her best to explain that she had no such relationship with him. Unexpectedly, no matter how she explained, the media would not let go of the news.
This matter can be said to give her a headache.
One day, all the company's senior staff held an important meeting specifically about the scandal between her and Mo Zifei.
"I assure you, Mo Zifei and I are definitely not in that kind of relationship." Sitting at the conference table, she frowned and said solemnly to the senior executives present, "He and I are just brother and sister."
"Mengmeng, we believe you, but people from the media and your huge fans don't." A senior executive said in a deep voice.
"Then what should I do?" She felt a headache.
At this time, the boss sitting at the front spoke, "I learned that Mo Zifei is the sky-high-priced artist Asa. People from the outside world unanimously believe that you are a good match. Many enthusiastic fans have written to the company, strongly requesting the company to match you.
In order to maintain your good image and for the benefit of the company, you should date Mo Zifei."
"Ah?" After hearing these words from the boss, Mo Hanya felt like crying, "Boss, that's absolutely not allowed. I just treat him as a younger brother. He and I have a brother-in-law relationship."
The boss pinched his chin, which had a small beard, and thought for a while, "Then you can discuss it with Mo Zifei and pretend to be dating him for a few months until the incident is over."
"..." She looked helpless.
…
On this day, Mo Hanya walked out of the company building in a low mood and drove out of the garage. Unexpectedly, when she drove to the sidewalk, she would inadvertently see a familiar yet unfamiliar figure of a man.
The man's figure is still tall and straight, but his hair is much longer than before and slightly messy. He always only wears world-famous brands, but now he wears cheap clothes.
Is that person an Oriental fan?
She couldn't believe her eyes, so she quickly took off the sunglasses on her face, opened her eyes and looked carefully, and saw that he was getting further and further away, turning the steering wheel erratically, and slowly followed him nervously.
Although he was wearing cheap clothes, when walking among the crowd, his back was still the most beautiful and elegant.
She was sure that she must have read correctly. This man must be a fan of the East.
After she was sure, there was a trace of joy and distress in her astonishment. She followed him secretly for a while and found that he had walked to a construction site exposed to the sun. She put on a safety helmet and walked in the sun with the workers on the construction site.
Doing the hard work of pulling bricks under the intense sun.
After a while, his handsome face was covered with dense sweat. He looked at the sun in the sky, picked up the rough towel hanging around his neck to wipe the sweat, and continued to work.
Mo Hanya's car was parked nearby. Through the car window, she saw him covered in sweat.
He seems to be a little thinner than before. He hasn't shaved for a few days. The stubble on his face is faintly visible. The skin on his face and body are much darker than before, although he looks darker than before.
She looked manly, but it made her feel extremely uncomfortable, and her eyes couldn't help but shed tears.
That afternoon, she had been sitting in the car watching him working non-stop in the sun, her eyes sometimes dim.
When it was time for dinner in the evening, Dongfang Mi stopped working on the construction site, walked to a simple shed with his co-workers, and ate his lunch box with a gloomy expression.
He didn't seem to see a car not far away, and his eyes never looked in that direction. After finishing his lunch box, he immediately got up and walked to the construction site where he was originally working, and continued working without fear of pain or dirt.
At nine o'clock in the evening, he finished the work on the construction site, said a few words to the foreman, took a hundred yuan from the foreman, and then walked out of the construction site alone in his dirty clothes full of sweat.
Walking towards the famous slums of City T.
At this time, Mo Hanya did not leave.
She had seen the scene when he received a hundred yuan in wages from the foreman. Her heart suddenly felt sour and stuffy, and her eyes couldn't help but feel moist. She started the car and followed him slowly,
Let's see where he goes.
Half an hour later, Dongfang Mi walked to a dirty street. Passing by a glass store, he saw a shadow of a red car on a glass. The corners of his firm and sexy mouth raised in an unknown way, and he quickened his pace and walked into a street.
A small alley with dim lighting and damp ground...
Mo Hanya followed cautiously and couldn't see his figure. She became a little anxious and speeded up the car. After stopping outside the alley, she quickly got out of the car and walked in with high heels.
Alley.
It was a little strange. She didn't see his figure when she entered the alley, and she became anxious. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, she looked around for a while, and then walked forward uneasily.
Suddenly, a figure jumped out from behind her. One of the man's arms hooked her neck from behind, and the other arm tightly hugged her sexy slender waist.
"Uh 7e" She suddenly panicked, tried her best to calm down, and was about to lift her heels to kick his lower body, but at this moment, the man spoke.
"Why are you following me? Do you want to rob sex or money?"
It was a man's voice. This man's voice was nice, deep, deep, and magnetic. It was a voice she was obsessed with and familiar to.
"Mi7e" knew it was him, and she immediately relaxed. Even when he was holding her around her neck, she felt safe, and her heart suddenly became soft.
Hearing the word "Mi" she called him, Dongfang Mi almost became hot. He still held her in that arrogant and dangerous posture, took a deep breath, and tried hard to restrain the urge to put her on the spot.
The urge to rectify the law, "You haven't answered my question yet. Are you following me to rob sex or wealth?"
"Uh 7e" she sighed faintly, "don't make such silly jokes with me." After finishing speaking a little angrily, she raised her hand and forcefully broke open his arm around her neck, turned around, raised her head and came closer.
Looking closely at him, he has a handsome face with a beard.
The lights are dim, the smell is soft and feminine, and the atmosphere is very ambiguous.
His hand hugged her slender waist tightly, and her two hands were slightly pressed against his chest muscles. In the narrow alley where no one passed by, the distance between the two was so close.
, so close that they seemed to be able to hear each other's fluctuating heartbeats, smell each other's very different scents, and breathe.
There was a subtle silence for a while, then Dongfang Mi stared at her pretty little mouth and said hoarsely, "Baby, call me Mi."
"..." She remained silent.
"Scream! I haven't heard you scream for a long time. I really want to hear you." He was a bit coquettish, saying softly and softly, while slowly lowering his head and burying his face in her fragrant neck.
Sometimes she would move, and her lips would touch her ears, "I'm so tired today, after a long day's work."
"..." She still didn't speak, blinking her eyes, quietly letting a trace of tears blur her eyes.
"Baby, why don't you speak? Are you mute? Or are you smelling the smell of sweat on my body?"
She thought for a while and said angrily: "It's because of the smell of sweat on your body." After saying so, she pushed him away hard and quickly turned her back to him, not letting him see the looming pain in her eyes.
With tears in her eyes, "Why do you work in a place like that?"
Dongfang Mi wanted to take a step forward and hug her tightly from behind, but he moved his steps and restrained himself. He seemed to be afraid that the smell of sweat on his body would make her uncomfortable. He raised his lips when he heard her question.
He smiled and said suddenly: "For life."
"Don't think of me as a fool. I know very well that with your Dongfang fan abilities, you won't have to do such manual work to make a living."
"Haha 7e" He smiled bitterly, "Today is different from the past. I am a person who has been in prison, and I have just been released from prison. It is even more difficult to find a job. At that construction site, I begged the foreman several times.
God, he just reluctantly agreed to let me work at his place."
She looked gloomily, "Where are Wu Hao, Xiao Wu, A Yi and the others? You can go and join them."
"Ever since I was arrested, I am the person they are avoiding."
"..." She was speechless and a little sad.
"baby……"
"Don't call me baby." She interrupted him angrily, holding back a trace of tears.
"Hanya..." He suppressed a smile and changed his words helplessly.
"Don't call me Hanya either." She interrupted him angrily again, "I am Liu Mengmeng now."
"Oh." He pretended to suddenly realize, "I almost forgot, you are the superstar Liu Mengmeng. Haha, Liu Mengmeng, don't you like me working in that place?"
"..." She didn't speak, and the expression on her face was a bit ugly.
"If you say you don't like it, I won't go work there tomorrow."
"Your business has nothing to do with me." She said suddenly, "Where you go to work, what you do, what you eat, what you wear, what you use, it has nothing to do with me."
Hearing this, Dongfang Mi looked at her back and frowned slightly in discomfort, "Since everything about me has nothing to do with you, then why do you follow me to this crappy place?"
She turned around quickly and looked at him angrily, "I've eaten too much today to hold myself up, can't I come here for a walk?"
"Ha 7e" He smiled shyly and nodded, "Yes, of course. I live nearby. It's rare for a big star like you to come here once. Do you want to sit down at my place and have a cup of tea?"
"I don't want it." She refused without hesitation. After saying that, she looked at him with hatred and walked out angrily.
When she was about to pass by, Dongfang Mi turned around, grabbed her, and looked at her with pleading eyes, "Don't leave, stay with me for a while, okay?"
She held back her tears, took a breath, and shook her head firmly, "No, you... let go."
"I promise you, I won't hurt you. You can scold me, you can hit me, I will never retaliate, and I will never fight back. I just ask you to stay with me again."
He spoke in a sad and condescending way.
Mo Hanya did not expect that a man who was once so proud and aloof would say such undignified words in order to save her from staying with him for a while longer.
If the heart is not uncomfortable, it is false. If the heart is emotionless, it is also false.
Finally, she slowly turned her head and turned around, looking at him with sad eyes, "Take me to your place to sit."
He smiled, and a trace of tears flashed faintly and cunningly in the dim light.
…
Walking through the alley, Oriental Fan took her to a room of less than thirty square meters.
Inside the room, there was a single bed with an iron frame and a wooden table with a water bottle on it. The floor was damp and a small window was rusty.
The room was so shabby that she couldn't believe that he, who had been exposed to wind and rain and was used to living in luxurious villas, could endure such an environment.
The Oriental fan looked at her, who was looking at the room, and pointed to the iron bed covered with simple quilts expressionlessly, "Sit on the bed, I don't have a stool here." After saying that, he poured a glass of boiled water and handed it to her hand, sorry.
With a smile, "I forgot to buy tea, so I can only treat you to boiled water."
She smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't matter." She held the boiled water, lowered her head to blow the hot air, and when she raised her head to drink, she didn't expect that a big mouse came out from under the bed and bumped into her feet. "Uh ah 7e" she suddenly said
She screamed in fright, and the water cup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. The hot water just splashed on the instep of her right foot. She couldn't help but turn pale and screamed in pain, "Uh-huh..."
"Hanya..." Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mi was extremely worried. He immediately squatted at her feet, took off the shoes and stockings on her right foot, raised her slightly red feet, and blew carefully, "
Huh 7e Huh 7e Does it hurt? Huh 7e Huh 7e"
The boiling water was not very hot, and her feet were not very painful, but when she saw him holding up her feet and blowing on them carefully, she felt an indescribable sourness in her heart, and her eyes were sore.
I couldn't help but want to cry.
Dongfang Mi raised her head and saw the tears surging in her eyes. She felt very sad. He blew on her feet again, stood up and sat next to her, hugged her tightly, put his chin on the top of her head, and gently
Si Mo apologized to her over and over again, "Baby, I'm sorry, I was too careless, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
"It's not your fault..." she suddenly said with tears, "It's because I was too timid and I didn't hold the water glass firmly. It's because I... wasn't strong enough."
Just now, she confused him.
What a nickname I miss!
How much emotion and love does this sound of "fan" carry?
Dongfang Mi smiled faintly, with tears glistening in her deep and charming eyes. He held her slender waist with one hand and gently lifted her chin with the other. Seeing her tearful face, he felt a pain in his heart.
He slowly lowered his head, kissed her soft lips gently, and licked her softly...
Maybe they are deeply in love with each other, and the emotion at this moment is so intense that it is like dry wood meeting a raging fire, igniting at a moment's notice.
She didn't have the strength to push him away, even though the stubble on his chin pricked her face painfully. Smelling his manly scent mixed with the smell of sweat, she felt inexplicably comfortable and excited, without knowing it.
She opened her red lips and silently invited him to taste the sweet rain and dew on her lips...
Dongfang Mi's breathing quickened, and he kissed her delicately and passionately. His long and agile tongue penetrated her mouth, hooked her little tongue hidden inside, and wrapped it around her carefully... Lifting the hand of her chin, he moved it downwards.
, reached into her clothes, pushed open the black bra, and touched her soft and round pair that all men loved...
She was almost out of breath from being kissed by him. She felt that his palm was not only extremely warm, but also had magical power, which made her feel so comfortable that she wanted more. "Uh 7e uh mi 7e" gradually fell into a coma, feeling that her whole body was...
It started to burn, and her whole body was as limp as mud, nestled in his arms, letting him kiss her sometimes wildly, sometimes lingeringly, and let him stroke her up and down sometimes forcefully, sometimes gently...
"Oh, baby... I want you..." Dongfang Mi felt that her lower body was going to explode with swelling and pain. Just touching and kissing could not relieve the swelling and pain there, "Uh 7e baby 7e I missed you.
Three years..." While kissing her passionately, he complained to her hoarsely. With one hand, he unbuttoned her pants and explored inside, "Uh... spread your legs..."
When his hand touched the sensitive spot, Mo Hanya shuddered, as if she suddenly woke up, opened her hazy eyes, and looked at the bright desk lamp next to her... What am I doing? I, am I like this
Have you forgiven him? What happens after you forgive him? Can he and I be together? Well, definitely not? My father, mother, sister, and brother-in-law will all object...
Thinking of many factors, she frowned tightly. When he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers, she pressed her hands hard against his hot chest.
Her expression looked a little uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Dongfang Mi tried her best to suppress the strong desire to completely possess her in the next second. She stopped moving and asked hoarsely in confusion: "Baby, what's wrong?"
"..." She didn't speak, she just frowned and looked at her with a dark expression, with complex colors surging in her eyes.
He also frowned and suddenly remembered something. He smelled the sweat on his body and smiled apologetically, "Do you think I smell like sweat?"
"..." She remained silent, still looking at him with that expression.
Thinking she was acquiescing, he smiled narrowly and said, "Wait for me for a while, I'll take a bath right away." After the voice fell, he kissed her loudly on her mouth that was red and swollen from his kiss, and quickly got out of bed.
, ran as fast as possible to a simple small bathroom next to the room.
Soon, the sound of water rushing started to sound...
Hearing the sound of water flowing like this, Mo Hanya felt very flustered. She frowned and thought for a while, then looked in the direction of the small bathroom. She quickly stood up and packed her clothes and pants. She picked up the high heels on the floor and started to wear them.
Walking quietly and quickly out of the room with bare feet...
The Oriental fan took a bath really fast, and finished it in less than four minutes. With an excited smile on his face, barefoot, and supporting his erect little brother, he quickly walked out of the small bathroom naked and said, "Baby
, I wash..." He did not expect that she would slip away faster.
The smile on his face disappeared in an instant as he couldn't see her. He quickly put on a pair of trousers and chased wildly with his bare feet, "Mo Hanya, come back...Mo Hanya...you
Are you kidding me? Mo Hanya..."
When he chased him out of the alley, Mo Hanya happened to get into the car.
When she saw Chi chasing him with bare upper body and bare feet in the rearview mirror of the car, her heart ached deeply, but she still hardened her heart, stepped on the accelerator, and left decisively with tears in her eyes...
"Uh, Mo Hanya, come back here, park the car, park the car... Do you hear me, come back here..." Dongfang Mi chased after him without hesitation, ignoring the strange looks of passers-by A and B, while chasing,
She yelled hoarsely, this was the first time she was in such an embarrassing situation, "Mo Hanya... you are mine, come back, come back..."
It wasn't until he couldn't see the back of her car and he was exhausted that he stopped his tired steps and stood alone on the dark night street, looking at the direction where she disappeared with disappointment and regret, "Well, why should I take a bath? This
The cooked duck has all flown away, are you satisfied?" After muttering this sentence with great regret, he turned around and walked back tiredly, "Uh 7e" I didn't expect to be so unlucky. I just walked a few days ago.
As he stepped forward, he stepped on a piece of glass, and his unshoeed feet immediately started bleeding. The pain made him grin, "Uh, damn, I'm going to lose all my money tonight."
Dragging his bleeding feet back to the simple hut, he found a piece of cloth and hugged his feet, took out a expensive cigarette and lit it, and smoked one after another in front of the rusty little window.
Inhaling, blowing out countless smoke, frowning and thinking about something in the smoke...
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After leaving Dongfang Mi's place, Mo Hanya went straight home.
She didn't take a shower that night, and she seemed to feel that there was still some smell on her body that made her dizzy.
She just wanted to preserve it. In the dead of night, alone, smelling the remaining smell, secretly nostalgic for the passing clouds...
The next day, she woke up earlier and couldn't help thinking about that person. She turned down the day's announcement and Mo Zifei's invitation, drove alone to the construction site, and parked the car at a
In a relatively secluded place, I sat in the car and secretly watched the situation on the construction site.
Not long after, Dongfang Mi limped onto the construction site.
He was still wearing the same clothes he wore yesterday, it was still morning, but his handsome face was already tired.
Seeing him limping while working in the sun, her heart, which had finally hardened up, gradually softened. Her heart began to feel sour and painful. Her eyes seemed to be affected, and there was mist from time to time.
Eyes rising.
The phone on my body suddenly rang...
She looked at the man working on the construction site for a while, then wiped the tears from her eyes and answered the phone, "Hello..."
"Sister, I heard from Sister Na that you rejected the announcement." Mo Zifei's gentle voice came on the phone, "Let's go to mom's place for lunch today at noon."
"Zifei, I have something to do today. Let's go together another day." She looked at the man's figure and said seriously, "My cell phone is going to run out of battery. I'm hanging up. Goodbye." She said it immediately.
I hung up the phone and took off the battery.
As time passed, the sun in the sky became bigger and bigger, scorching everything on the earth.
It was lunch time, but the man was still sweating profusely at work under the strong sun.
His face, covered with sweat, was red from the sun. If he continued like this, she was really afraid that he would suffer from heatstroke.
Mo Hanya couldn't stand it any longer. She thought hard, put on big sunglasses that could cover most of her face, got out of the car quickly, stumbled towards the uneven construction site, and stood close to his
before.
When Dongfang Mi saw her standing in front of him, there was no look of surprise on his face and he didn't say anything. Perhaps he was still angry because of the incident where she sneaked away while he was taking a shower last night.
He didn't take the initiative to speak, so she was the first to break the oppressive silence. She raised her head and looked at his sweaty face, and asked in a gloomy deep voice: "Why don't you speak?"
"What do you want me to say?" He raised his eyebrows in annoyance, "Do you want me to call you baby?"
"..." She was speechless.
"Go away, don't interfere with my work. This is a place where coolies work to earn money, not a place for big stars like you to play." His tone became very impatient, and he turned sideways and limped.
He turned around her body, bent down and picked up the bricks on the ground onto the brick cart.
Mo Hanya looked at his gauze-wrapped feet gloomily, "What's wrong with your feet?"
"Nothing." He replied calmly.
"Tell me the truth, what happened?"
He was silent for a moment, turned back to look at her expressionlessly, picked up a brick on the ground, and threw it onto the brick truck, "When I was chasing you last night, I accidentally stepped on the glass and lost some blood."
"Have you seen a doctor?" She felt uncontrollably distressed and vaguely blamed herself.
"It's just a minor injury, a wound I took care of myself."
"Does it still... hurt?"
"If you walk slowly, it won't hurt."
"..." After a moment of silence, she walked up to him on high heels, took his dusty hand involuntarily, turned around and walked towards the red car.
The moment she held her hand and walked out, the corner of Dongfang Mi's lips secretly raised, and then she pretended to be reluctant, and asked in confusion: "Big star Liu, in broad daylight
Yes, you robbed migrant workers?"
She didn't stop, she just looked back at him angrily, "So what?"
He tried his best to hold back his laughter, "This is illegal."
"Dongfang fans, shut up. Anyone can explain to me, but you can't."
"..." He stopped talking and looked down at the hand she was holding on to him. He felt secretly happy and allowed her to pull him out of the construction site.
After leaving the construction site, she let him get into her dazzling red car.
When she started the car, he looked at the passing street scene outside the car window, looked at her beautiful profile, and asked a little nervously: "Liu Mengmeng, where are you taking me?"
"..." She didn't speak, didn't turn to look at him, and just drove the car seriously.
"Hey, are you trying to lure me into selling me?"
She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't you look at what you are like now? How much can you sell for like this?"
After being hit by her like this, he finally calmed down, but not long after, he spoke again, "Are you going to send me to the police station?"
Hearing this, her heart suddenly sank, and she turned her head and looked at him deeply several times, "Why do you say that?"
He twitched the corner of his pretty mouth, "Didn't I take you to my wretched place last night, kiss you, touch you, and almost kill you? I guess you might want to take me to the police station and file a lawsuit against you."
I must have attempted rape."
"Oriental fans, you, you..." She blushed with anger, slammed on the brakes, parked the car on the side of the road, and looked at him bitterly, "You bastard, get out of the car right away."
"What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" He refused to get out of the car and asked shamelessly, pretending to be confused, "Did I misunderstand?"
"You, I... uh..." She was so angry with him that she turned to look at the silent scenery outside the window with a sullen face, and didn't speak for a long time.
After a long silence, she didn't speak or drive. Dongfang Mi was a little anxious. He pursed his dry lips, leaned toward her, lowered his tone, and said in a compromised tone: "Baby, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. Don't
Ignore me, okay?" As he said this, he pulled her arm with one hand.
"Uh, go away." Mo Hanya was still angry and shook his hand away, "Don't touch me."
"Okay, I won't touch you." He took back his hand and begged politely, "Baby, don't be angry, okay? I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, where did you pull me?
, I don’t care, okay?”
His attitude in admitting his mistake was quite sincere.
After a while, Mo Hanya finally calmed down, looked at him with a suppressed smile, and then started the car again.
This time, Dongfang Mi became taciturn. She took him to the hospital. He didn't speak, but he was secretly happy and sweet in his heart... Haha, my baby, it's caring.
Holding mine.
After a trip to the hospital, his feet were much better and he could walk much more normally.
Later, Mo Hanya let him sit in her car and took him to a hair salon, where the stylist gave him a fashionable haircut and shaved off the beard on his face.
After cutting his hair and shaving his beard, he looked more energetic and handsome.
Seeing him like this, she couldn't see any expression on her face, but she felt secretly happy in her heart. After coming out of the hair salon, she immediately took him to a men's clothing boutique and personally matched him with several sets of clothes.
.
As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Wearing fashionable brand-name clothes, he is an Oriental fan. He is a handsome guy who is more handsome than any other stars. He has a face that is so charming that he is so handsome.
On this day, she bought a lot of things for him, including clothes and pants, belts and ties, shoes and socks, including electric shavers, etc., and they were all of famous brands for him.
This was the first time that Dongfang Fan asked a woman to buy him so many things. He sat in the passenger seat, put the big and small bags on the back seat, and looked at her with some embarrassment, "Baby, I spent a lot of money today."
It cost you a lot of money, right?"
She rolled her eyes at him and drove the car skillfully, "Of course."
"Why...why do you want to buy me so many things?"
"I am overflowing with compassion and I have more money than I can use up."
"..." He was speechless. He stayed silent for a while, looked at the darkening sky, touched his hungry belly, and asked shamelessly: "I'm hungry. Are you going to take me to have a big meal next?"
?”
"You have a beautiful idea." She poured cold water on him.
"..." He was very embarrassed, frowned, and turned his head slightly sadly.
After a moment of silence, she looked at him while driving, sighed secretly, turned the steering wheel, and parked the car near a famous luxury restaurant. While opening the door and getting out of the car, she said expressionlessly: "I'm hungry.
Eat and follow me."
Hearing this, Dongfang Mi immediately raised the corners of her lips, got out of the car and followed her with a nice pace.
After entering the restaurant, the two of them sat by the window where they could enjoy the beautiful scenery. They ordered several of the restaurant's signature dishes and ate them elegantly with relish.
The Oriental fan was really hungry and ate a little fast, but his movements still looked elegant and beautiful.
While eating, he would look up from time to time to look at her who was sitting elegantly eating opposite her. Looking at her pretty little mouth that was elegantly involved in the food, he would inevitably feel secretly excited in his heart, and he would always want to knock her down.
The lustful thoughts of her little mouth were ravaged hard.
Mo Hanya noticed his irregular gaze and felt quite awkward in her heart. After eating a mouthful of food, she raised her head and looked at him bitterly, "Didn't you say you were hungry? What are you looking at when you are eating? Be careful of getting needle eyes."
”.
When he said this, he smiled apologetically, lowered his head and ate the food in silence.
Seeing that he didn't dare to make any mistakes, she withdrew her hateful eyes, lowered her head slightly, and started to eat delicately.
As soon as she lowered her head, he raised his head, not afraid of death, and secretly glanced at her sexy little eating mouth again. Somewhere, he was ready to make a move. He raised a foot under the tablecloth by accident, and gently and slowly outlined her.
of calves.
Mo Hanya was so angry that she gritted her teeth, looked at the people dining elegantly around her, raised her head, and stared at him with burning eyes, "Dongfang fans, look again, and I'll dig out your eyeballs - uh, give me your damn feet."
open."
He smiled charmingly at her, "Baby, open your eyes a little wider. I like the way you stare at me. It's very sexy, charming, charming, and..."
"Uh, shut up." She couldn't bear to listen, so she picked up a glass of juice from the table and poured it on his incomparably handsome face without hesitation.
"Uh uh 7e" Dongfang Lost lost it, looked at her sadly, closed his eyes sadly, stopped talking, stopped moving, and let the juice on his face slide down his face to his neck, and then to his chest, soaking
Wet the brand-name clothes you just bought.
The way he looked at this time was really heartbreaking, but Mo Hanya didn't regret her behavior just now, and she had the guts to ignore him.