In the luxurious bathroom, Moor Ye filled the bathtub with warm water. When he turned to pull Ling Kexin, he saw her shaking her head, holding her clothes in her hands, and looking at him with a pair of clear eyes, wary and indifferent.
He took back his hand, glared at her dissatisfied, and walked out without saying a word.
Ling Kexin took a bath in his special bathtub. When she came out, she realized that she had no clothes to wear. She even forgot to ask him to bring in her nightgown. When she saw a clean bath towel on the hanger, she pulled it off.
Wrapping a bath towel around her, Ling Kexin slowly walked out of the bathroom. Within a few steps, she started to sneeze. Mo Ye leaned on the bed and saw her coming out with wet hair. He narrowed his eyes and stood up.
He walked over and pushed her into the bathroom again.
"Blow dry your hair and come out!"
Ling Kexin glanced at him indifferently, then turned back to look for the hair dryer. Mo Ye did not go in, so he went downstairs. After a while, he came up with a small bowl in his hand. Ling Kexin came out just in time to dry her hair and saw him in his hand.
There was white mist rising from the bowl, and she was slightly stunned.
"I don't want you to be sick and unable to serve me," he put the brown sugar ginger soup on a small round table in front of the window and said calmly, "Drink it."
"I don't want to drink!" Ling Kexin glanced at him and then walked towards the door.
"Little goblin!" Moor Ye was annoyed when she didn't appreciate her kindness. He stepped over, slammed the door, took her hand and came to the table, and said sternly, "Drink!"
Ling Kexin gritted her teeth, thought for a moment and picked up the bowl. It might have been too hot, so she drank slowly. Moer Ye sat on the edge of the bed again and picked up a magazine.
After finally finishing the drink, Ling Kexin put down the bowl. The sweet and spicy soup made her body very warm. She looked back at the man. He pretended to ignore it and continued reading, but his eyes were fixed on the first word and never looked down.
shift.
"Good night!" Ling Kexin said suddenly, and as soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the door again.
Moor Ye frowned. Little goblin, after drinking the ginger soup he made, you still want to leave without saying "thank you"?
"Bah!" Moor Ye slammed the book on the ground and roared like thunder, "Make the bed!"
Ling Kexin turned around and looked at him in disbelief, then at the bed... Crazy! Isn't the bed already made?
Seeing that she was standing still, Mo Ye's eyes flashed and he realized that he had made another stupid mistake. He should actually say... warm the bed.
"Come here!" He wouldn't blush, so what if he said it wrong? He ordered the maid as if nothing had happened.
"It's too late, young master." Ling Kexin was about to leave again.
Mo Ye grinded his teeth and tried his best to hold back his anger. He stood up again and walked over, grabbed her arm and threw her on the bed like a chicken. Then he pressed the switch and the chandelier immediately went out.
"Don't touch me, don't touch me..." In the darkness, Ling Kexin was struggling.
"Don't mess with me, don't mess with me..." The man groaned, breathing unevenly.
"I hate you!" She grabbed his chest.
"I know!" He grabbed her waist.
She gasped and gasped: "Uh-huh...you will have to die!"
He hit hard and growled: "I won't die!"
"Devil...ahhhh..."
"Little goblin..."
The next day, the weather cleared up and the sun shone on the glass, reflecting the white window screen red.
Ling Kexin opened her eyes and saw that she was sleeping in the man's arms again. One of his strong arms served as her pillow, and the other big palm ambiguously wrapped her jade buttocks. As for her,
Like a gentle cat, she curled up her hands on her chest and curled up her feet... Oh my god, her feet were actually sandwiched between the man's thighs?
How is she going to get out of her body this time?
Lifting her eyes, Ling Kexin looked at the man's face. He seemed to be still sleeping. His breathing was shallow. His handsome face had loose curves. His long and dense eyelashes were like small brushes. He covered his eyelids and was really charming. His tall nose
So cold and hard, but the two thin lips under his nose now reveal a layer of soft pink, the corners of his lips are slightly curved, and the faint green color embellishes his masculine sexiness.
Ling Kexin looked a little dazed. She really didn't understand how such a beautiful man could have such a dark and vicious heart.
A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. Ling Kexin lowered her eyes and moved the hand she shrank on her chest slightly. Her fingers touched the man's left chest intentionally or unintentionally. Once, then again, the touch of her little finger was not heavy, but the meaning was.
Quite strong... She wanted to dig out his heart, right? In fact, when Ling Kexin opened her eyes, Mo Ye also woke up, but he remained calm and continued to feel the inexplicable feeling of holding her.
feeling, and at the same time I also want to know what the little fairy will do next.
After Ling Kexin pulled his muscles a few times with her fingers, she found that he was still sleeping deeply, and she gradually became bolder. She narrowed her eyes, curled her lips evilly, and reached into his abdomen with her little hand. When her fingertips touched
When she reached his belly button, she suddenly realized that the man was very erect. She cursed in a low voice with disdain: "Shameless!" Then she boldly picked up a few hairs next to her belly button and pulled them out hard...
"Huh?" Although he was mentally prepared, the pinprick-like pain still made Mor Ye groan softly.
"Take your feet away!" Thinking that he had been woken up, Ling Kexin started to yell and tried to pull her feet out. However, the man's iron legs were so weird that they didn't move at all. No matter how she tried to pull them out, he still refused to move.
Clamp her.
More Ye continued to close his eyes and let her move however he wanted, while his big palms still held her jade hips.
"Mo Ye!" She called him by his first and last name again, but after calling him, she could only breathe and there was nothing more to say.
Mo Ye was a little strange. He opened his eyes slightly, but what he didn't want to see were two onion-like fingers. The white and sharp fingers were pointed at his two eye sockets, which looked like two handfuls.
The sharp sword will strike at any time.
Mo Ye was startled, and his head instinctively moved to the side. At this moment, he neglected his legs, so Ling Kexin quickly took out his two feet, pushed him hard, turned over and rolled off the bed.
However, as soon as her feet landed on the ground, the man stretched out his long arms, and the next second, she was pressed tightly under him...
"Ah... you bastard!"
"Shut up!" he growled harshly.
So, she shut up, bit her lip, and glared at him as he shook violently. He held her face with his open hands, twisting her angry face...
After a pause, Ling Kexin had no strength to get up again. She opened her watery eyes and glared hatefully at Moer Ye who was slowly putting on his clothes. Her lips moved slightly: "Devil, devil, you will one day...
Those who are exhausted will die."
"Don't be so mean! Your curse won't work on me!" Mor Ye turned around and gave her a cold look.
Ling Kexin was stunned, and hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover herself, chirping, she cursed sadly in her heart... I curse you to lose your ears, blind your eyes, and be paralyzed from the lower body!
Mo Ye came out after washing up, but Ling Kexin was gone. He went downstairs and saw her coming out of the bathroom on the first floor wearing pajamas, with wet hair, and a pair of his sandals on her feet. He frowned slightly.
, walked to the door and picked up a newspaper. When he came in, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he knocked a pair of pink slippers on the shoe cabinet to the ground.
He didn't pick it up and walked directly into the living room.
Ling Kexin wiped her hair, looked at the slippers on the floor, walked over slowly, picked them up and put them on the shoe cabinet.
Mo Ye glanced at her with a slightly strange expression, said nothing, and sat on the sofa to read the newspaper. Ling Kexin walked into the room, got dressed, and walked slowly to him.
"What's for breakfast?"
More Ye did not raise his head: "Eat outside."
"Today is the weekend. If there is nothing else, can I take leave and go home?"
Mo Ye paused for a moment after hearing this, put down the newspaper, and stared at her: "Is there this clause in the contract?"
"I didn't write it down, I just said I had something to do and asked for leave."
"Then what's the matter with you?"
"I...I have to take care of my brother, and..."
“Making money by setting up a street stall?”
Ling Kexin's clear eyes flashed and she looked at him blankly. The confusion in her eyes made Mo Ye a little disdainful. She lightly raised her sexy thin lips. He stood up, walked to her and tugged at her
He brought the clothes from home and ordered: "Go back to your room and put on new clothes."
"I like to wear my own clothes." Ling Kexin's expression showed stubbornness again.
More Ye was displeased: "Little goblin, if you don't want me to be in a bad mood, you'd better not disobey me! The first article of the contract states that you must listen to me!"
Ling Kexin raised her eyes, her face clearly showing dissatisfaction. She glanced at Mo Ye with resentment and resentment, and then walked into the room. After a while, she came out of the room, wearing a set of Korean fashionable autumn clothes.
He put on a pair of white socks on his feet, dragged his men's shoes on, and walked to Morye with his head lowered.
Mo Ye glanced at her up and down with a man's critical gaze, his eyes narrowed, and he took her hand and entered the room again. He personally selected a set of clothes and a pair of black stockings and threw them in front of Ling Kexin, staring in awe.
Her: "Move quickly!"
Ling Kexin reluctantly changed her clothes again, put on long stockings, and walked out of the villa carrying the wheat bag her mother gave her.
Mo Ye looked at her who was slender and slender in a dress, with half of her hair pulled up and half hanging on her shoulders. Although she had no makeup, her delicate face was fair and rosy, and she looked quite beautiful. However, when he looked down, he saw that
Looking at her carefully, he felt unhappy again.
Little goblin, is she deliberately going against him? She just doesn’t satisfy him, right?
"Don't you have high heels?" Mo Ye asked angrily when she got into the car.
"No." Ling Kexin stared at her white sneakers.
"Tch..." Moor Ye snorted helplessly and dissatisfied. If he remembered correctly, Aunt Mei had already asked Chen Gang to move her clothes and shoes over, right? How could it not be possible?
Also, why does she always like to carry that old-fashioned bag? She is wearing a fashionable dress and carrying a bag on her back like a primary school student... She is so dizzy! Doesn't she know how to dress herself up?
Not wanting to continue talking nonsense with her, Mo Ye stepped on the accelerator and drove the car quickly to a certain fashion boutique flagship store. He pulled her out of the car and pushed her to a waiter who was opening the door.
"Give her some pairs of shoes and a leather bag! Want the best." After finishing speaking, Moor Ye put a gold card into Ling Kexin's hand with a slight expression on his face, and then glanced at the dumbfounded female clerk.
Ling Kexin frowned and stood obediently at the door. When the female clerk saw More Ye leave after finishing speaking, she opened her mouth and looked at his handsome back for a long time without reacting until Ling Kexin said: "Miss, come in."
"Okay, hey... I mean, girl, is he your boyfriend? I think I've seen him before." The female clerk was only in her twenties, and looked at Ling Kexin with an envious face.
"Boyfriend?" Ling Kexin murmured, smiling and shaking her head.
"Isn't it?" The female clerk obviously didn't believe it. After working in the store for several years, a rich man like this would be very willing to buy expensive clothes and jewelry for his girlfriend or lover.
"He is me... one of my uncles." Ling Kexin didn't want to satisfy the female shop assistant's gossip mentality. Besides, she really didn't want to talk about Mo Ye with anyone.
"Wow, you are so lucky to have such a rich and handsome uncle."