There was a rare softness on Mo Ye's face. There was a faint smile at the corners of his lips. Thick eyelashes covered his eyelids. His handsome face looked even more profound under the reflection of the snowy light. He patted it gently.
The snow on Ling Kexin’s body.
Ling Kexin glanced at him. Her face was as red as a beautiful kapok out of embarrassment. She had no intention of exploring the man's strange behavior and expression. She waved away his hand in a panic and walked forward with her head lowered.
More Ye smiled again, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it forward...
"Porphyry", the snowball was very accurate and hit Ling Kexin's white woolen hat. The snowflakes scattered on Ling Kexin's shoulders.
Ling Kexin paused for a moment, thinking that the playing children were bullying her. When she turned around, she made a face at a little boy with white skin and blue eyes. The boy blinked, shrugged his shoulders innocently, and then
Pointed towards Mo Ye.
Mo Ye quickly turned his head. Ling Kexin looked at him, naturally not believing that he had such a leisurely attitude, so she curled her lips and continued to play with her snowball.
In addition to playing in the snow, Ling Kexin, who rarely allowed herself to be free, also walked to Kuang's shop on the bridge, watched exhibitions, and lay on the bridge to watch the scenery on both sides of the river. The man behind her was like a bodyguard, following her silently, occasionally raising her hand.
He pressed his mobile phone with his hand, as if taking a picture.
After a few hours of shopping, it quickly became dark. Instead of driving back directly, Moer Ye took Ling Kexin to a famous hotel and ordered a table of delicious delicacies. Ling Kexin was so shocked that she didn't close her mouth for a long time.
Adhering to the principle of "eat for nothing", Ling Kexin still filled her stomach. Sitting in the car, she kept stroking her stomach. She saw the man next to her frown lightly and uttered two words again -
—Foodie.
Ling Kexin didn't want to compete with him. He ordered the food and he should be the real foodie. She just upheld a traditional virtue - being thrifty and never wasting a grain of food.
It is impossible to eat enough but not exercise, otherwise you will gain too much fat.
Before going to bed, Moerye didn't say anything clearly. He only said: "Little goblin, you should use up some energy." Ling Kexin understood.
In a suite, it was impossible for her to escape. She was fed enough to support her bulging belly. The man was unscrupulous on the bed, leading her to perform limited-edition physical exercises, tossing her until she was sweating profusely.
, his belly obviously calmed down, and then he asked her with a heavy breath: "Are you satisfied?"
Ling Kexin seemed to have run two thousand meters and was already out of breath. She opened her hazy eyes and blurted out: "What are you satisfied with?"
Mo Ye raised the corner of his lips and approached her ear evilly, "Don't you understand? Isn't your little head very smart?" After saying this, his big palm moved around her body, explaining with actions.
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Ling Kexin understood immediately. She moved her body, slapped his hands away, and widened her eyes... Devil, you torture me like this, and I still want to say you are satisfied? I'm a bitch.
"It's a joke, unless my head is caught in the door." I didn't think about it, but these words were enough.
More Ye opened his big palm and slapped her on the forehead, seeming very angry, "You little devil who talks nonsense, your body is much more honest than your mouth."
Ling Kexin choked. Thinking of the "shameful" physical reaction she had previously experienced, she wished she could crawl under the bed. Why would she become so excited when she was doing that with him now? There was no use rejecting that kind of ecstasy.
The body's functions were separated from her brain, which made her excited and excited several times.
Recalling the floating feeling of being pushed to the top by a man, Ling Kexin's face was once again flooded with redness. She pushed Mo Ye away hard, got out of bed, and hurriedly ran into the bathroom...
When she came out, Ling Kexin saw Mo Ye leaning on the bedside to answer the phone. He closed his long eyes, had a calm expression, and spoke fluent English, which Ling Kexin could hear clearly.
"I'm getting ready to sleep. Don't worry, I'll be back in a few days."
"..." The other party didn't know what he was talking about.
More Ye's brows furrowed, impatience showed on his face, and he replied after a long time, "You and I are both free, do whatever you want."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Ling Kexin pursed her lips and climbed onto the bed in her nightgown. She slowly lifted the quilt under Mo Ye's feet, as if she wanted to sleep separately from him.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll kick you out of bed?" At this time, the man had completely lost his previous laziness and playfulness. His face turned cold again, and he shot two cold rays at Ling Kexin.
Ling Kexin seemed to be scared, her head shrank, and she obediently moved her butt towards him.
Mo Ye stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms. He did not lie down, but hugged her with his arms bare, as if she were his beloved doll. His chin rested on the top of her head, and his fingers wrapped around her and hung on his shoulders.
hair, silent.
At this moment, Ling Kexin's body stiffened.
With her face pressed against his still hot chest, Ling Kexin blinked. If she remembered correctly, this was the first time that this big devil held her so ambiguously in bed... She wasn't used to it.
"Young Master, I want to sleep." This gesture is too intimate. They are enemies, not lovers.
Mo Ye didn't seem to hear her words. He continued to twist his fingers around her long hair and murmured: "The hair is very beautiful, soft and long, I like it."
Ling Kexin's whole body went crazy after hearing this. She really wanted to look up and see the expression of this demon. Was he possessed by a ghost?
"Young Master, it looks like this." The hand on his chest moved, and Ling Kexin wanted to push him away. "It's uncomfortable like this. I'm going to sleep."
It's none of her business that he is possessed by a ghost. She is very clear-headed. The man around her once beat her, threw her, and made her lose her beloved senior... With him, she just fulfilled the contract.
Unequal regulations.
If you want her to be flattered or have any whims about him, that's absolutely impossible!
She pushed, not coveting his arms at all.
"Don't move, just sleep like this." He hugged her tightly, making it difficult for her to move.
Ling Kexin frowned, her stiff body made her feel so painful. He was holding her like this, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly. How could she sleep?
This man is always so selfish and doesn't consider her feelings at all. He is angry with his girlfriend and he takes it as her to vent his anger?
It's just that this way of being discouraged is... weird.
Ling Kexin didn't want to exert any more effort. She knew that she couldn't touch a finger of his. After thinking about it, she relaxed her tense nerves and closed her eyes seriously.
She was tired. Every time she was tortured by him for a long time, she was so tired that she wanted to sleep for a century.
Mo Ye heard a shallow breath coming from his chest, and the warm breath exhaled from her mouth caressed his left chest softly, passing through his skin and through his heart membrane, teasing him.
His cold heartstrings.
The heartstrings were embraced by the warmth and bent softly.
He lowered his head and looked at Ling Kexin's sleeping face. Under the light, her face was like an exquisite crystal work of art, with fair and rosy skin, as delicate as jade, dense and curled eyelashes, a straight nose, and tender
The cherry-like mouth and even the pointed chin seem to be carefully carved.
A fairy face, but an extremely tough heart.
On March 6 next year, she will really turn twenty. How can such a young girl shoulder the burden of a family with her weak shoulders?
Mo Ye learned from the investigation information that she started working after losing her father at the age of fifteen. Every morning during the winter and summer vacations, she would get up early to deliver milk and newspapers, and also wash dishes and serve food in restaurants.
Her mother, Bai Yao, travels around for business. She lives alone with her younger brother. In addition to making some money herself, she also relies on her uncle's relief... As far as he knows, she has never escaped from family difficulties and lives a strong and happy life every day.
.
Until I met him!
Touching her face with his fingers, Moer Ye could not imagine that a girl who worked so hard could have such a good skin, soft and smooth skin, and plump and attractive curves. Who could believe that she was fished out of bitter waters?
Perhaps because of the misfortune in life, God gave her a beautiful face and a beautiful body.
Or maybe, she was born because of him!
Thinking of this possibility again, Mo Ye's eyes showed softness and tenderness. He spread his fingers and gently combed Ling Kexin's hair. The hair slipped through his fingertips, and his heart rippled.
Suddenly, Ling Kexin trembled in her sleep, moved her body, hugged Mo Ye with both hands, murmured something in her mouth, and her beautiful Liu Yemei frowned.
Mo Ye quickly thought that she might have a nightmare. A person who likes to hug a pillow when sleeping is insecure. She will not feel safe as long as she sleeps with him. And now, she seems to be using him as a pillow.
Thinking of how much he could bring her a sense of security, Morye hugged her tightly with his arms, looked at her face with pity, and wanted to say to her - don't be afraid, I'm by your side.
However, his mouth opened, but no words came out in the end.
Staring at her beautiful sleeping face again, Moer Ye thought of Bai Yao. Suddenly, his heart ached. He raised his head, closed his eyes, and kept saying in his heart: It would be great if you were not Bai Yao's daughter.
!How wonderful it would be if you were not Bai Yao’s daughter!
She is her daughter, can Mo Ye like her?
…
These days, Chu Tianyu's mood began to become manic. Mo Ye had been on a business trip for almost half a month. He had not made a single unsolicited call. She didn't want to call him originally, but she still couldn't restrain herself.
What was the result?
She wanted to test his heart today, so she said: "If you don't come back, I will find another man." She really wanted to spread this sentence, and Mor Ye would yell at her angrily: "How dare you
!" Who knew he would reply to her so blandly, "You and I are both free, do whatever you want."
It's up to you... isn't this because he doesn't care? Even if she marries someone else tomorrow, he doesn't care.
After Chu Tianyu threw down her mobile phone, her chest felt like a big balloon had swelled up, and she felt uncomfortable. She took out a cigarette, lit it and sucked it hard. The smoke she exhaled circled around her, making her eyes blur.
It also turned red.
She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't stop her tears.
Having loved this man for so many years, although there had been quarrels and cold wars before, no matter how emotional the two of them were, it had never made her as anxious and uncomfortable as it was now.
Now he no longer quarrels with her. No matter what she says or does, he is always so calm and indifferent. Even if she takes away his gold card and gives him hundreds of millions tomorrow, he will not say a word.
Nothing about her seems to have much to do with him. In his eyes, she seems to have become just an ordinary friend of his. To be honest, she is more than a relative.
This kind of unclear, neither salty nor light, lukewarm, lukewarm relationship is really torturous, especially when this man keeps a little maid locked beside him for too long. This is not a good sign!
"Coach Chu, this is your tea." The door to the lounge was pushed open, and Bai Leshan walked in holding an exquisite cloisonné teacup.
She smiled slightly and looked very respectful.
Chu Tianyu calmed down his emotions, turned his blue eyes, and raised the corners of his lips, "Miss Bai, I see that you are in good spirits these days. Do you have the confidence to participate in the fashion show next month?"
"Yes." Bai Leshan handed her the tea cup.
Chu Tianyu put out the cigarette butt, then took a sip from the tea cup, raised his eyes and smiled at Bai Leshan, pointed to the sofa opposite, "Sit down."