Dr. Cao took good care of her in the next two days. When the intravenous injection was given, he would pick up the newspaper and read the news to her. Sometimes the maid would bring her food and he would also feed her.
Ling Kexin was very grateful. When she could sit up, everything took care of herself. At this time, Cao Lei would sit quietly in front of the hospital bed and look at her with a smile on his fair face.
Sometimes Ling Kexin would think of her senior He Xiaoxiao when she looked at him.
He Xiaoxiao also wears glasses when listening to classes in the multimedia audio-visual hall, but takes them off when class is over, and his eyes are so clear and gentle.
Dr. Cao is not tall. He is 1.72 meters tall. He has a well-proportioned figure and delicate facial features. He has a nice speaking voice that is clear and moist without losing magnetism. His lips are neither thin nor thick. When he smiles, the corners of his lips curve up, just like the stars in the night sky.
The waxing moon is graceful and soft, and he has a refreshing temperament. The white coat perfectly sets off his unique ethereal and handsome appearance.
Ling Kexin rarely took the initiative to talk to him, but he seemed to want to make her happy. He would tell her one or two jokes every day. Seeing her smile, a relieved smile appeared on his face, exuding elegance and purity.
The faint splendor of dust.
One day, Ling Kexin took the initiative to ask him: "When you work here, have you ever seen a middle-aged woman whose facial features are somewhat similar to mine?"
Cao Lei was startled, then shook his head: "Most of the people I interact with here are manor employees, and I have never even met the master and his wife... Who is the woman you are talking about?"
Ling Kexin lowered her head sadly and whispered: "My mother, she has lost news."
"Didn't call the police?"
"I reported it, but there is no news."
Cao Lei frowned and his eyes became a little complicated. Looking at her pretty face, he told her that there are many women who come to the manor every year, but most of them are young girls. He has not been working here for a long time and has never met the young master.
Which woman was he particularly good to? There was only one occasion, in the middle of the night, the housekeeper, Uncle Liu, suddenly came over to wake him up, asked for two sleeping pills, and said that the young master wanted to give it to a woman, but who the woman was, the housekeeper did not say.
He advised Ling Kexin: "Don't worry, your mother will never leave her children alone. Maybe one day, she will come back to you."
Ling Kexin nodded and smiled at him. She could only think this way and prayed for it so much. Only when her mother came back could she figure out the real reason why Master Mo had "hatred" for her.
Dr. Cao was considerate and had a gentle temper. The days spent with him were peaceful and tranquil. Ling Kexin felt a little bit of warmth. Moreover, she had not seen the Mo brothers these days, which made her feel really happy.
But such quiet and comfortable days did not last long. In the afternoon of this day, Aunt Mei came. She brought a set of clothes for Ling Kexin to change into, and then took her away.
When leaving, Ling Kexin looked back at Cao Lei with a touch of attachment. Cao Lei had complicated eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and stood upright at the door of the infirmary without moving for a long time.
The infirmary is near the golf course. After turning two lanes, crossing a path, and then turning around the rockery, we arrived at the luxurious villa.
Aunt Mei did not take her directly into the villa, but took her to room ### next door, where her body went through the bathing and disinfection process.
When Nurse Miao asked her to lie down on the leather chair, Ling Kexin's body began to tremble. She covered her chest with her hands and said tremblingly: "No, I don't want..."
Nurse Miao frowned, her always kind face showing a trace of impatience. She couldn't afford to offend Mo Ye, this was her job.
"Lie down, you have to take it if you don't want it!" she said indifferently.
Aunt Mei stood at the door. Seeing that Ling Kexin was still not lying down, she had to come over and say to her: "Don't worry, as long as you serve the young master well and don't contradict him, he won't hit you again."
Ling Kexin knew that it was useless to persist. Once here, she had lost her dignity and freedom. She was Master Mo's plaything and had to obey orders in everything.
After so many days, her body hair has grown a lot. Nurse Miao carefully trimmed and disinfected her hair, and gave her ### a maintenance massage with an unknown drug. Finally, she took out a box of fragrant powder.
He wiped her body carefully.
It was strange. After completing this procedure, Ling Kexin found that her body felt comfortable and inexplicably itchy. She wondered, could it be that the thing she applied was the same as what Mo Ye applied last time?
"Nurse Miao, why are there so many now... so many more..." She blushed and asked sheepishly.
"Don't worry, the young master ordered it, it's not an aphrodisiac." Nurse Miao said lightly, "It just makes your body look more plump and beautiful."
Nurse Miao is in her thirties and has worked at Mo's for many years. She has seen many such things and spoke these words calmly and calmly.
Ling Kexin felt relieved a little, put on a sexy dress they gave her, and followed Aunt Mei into the big villa.
In the large and luxurious living room, Morye was the only one sitting on the sofa smoking. He was wearing a white Italian handmade shirt and black Armani trousers, with his slender legs crossed, one hand on the armrest, and his mouth
Breathing smoke, his stern face was hazy.
Aunt Mei brought Ling Kexin to him and left. Ling Kexin felt as if she had pushed her into an empty and cold ice kiln, with a cold wind blowing around her.
She lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the man on the sofa.
"Okay?" After a long time, a cold and deep voice sounded in the living room.
Ling Kexin shivered, and it took her a long time to catch her voice: "Well, that's it."
"Are you going to run away next time?"
He flicked the cigarette ashes with his slender fingers, narrowed his cold eyes, and looked at the low-cut pink dress she was wearing, her half-exposed shoulders, her plump breasts, and her slender legs, which were smooth and white, and she was not wearing anything.
Stockings, a pair of black strappy high heels, round fingers, bright nails... After resting for more than a week, it seems that she has really recovered. After all, she is young. After a few beats, she recovered quickly, and her appearance does not look good.
There are some signs of injury.
Especially that little face, delicate and beautiful, with a charming fox-like face. At this time, her eyes were lowered, her thick eyelashes were slightly trembling, and her red lips were slightly pouted, as if she was asking for a kiss.
Just looking at her like this, Mo Ye's body felt inexplicably hot, and a raging fire suddenly ignited in his body. He frowned, stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and leaned over to hold her hand.
area.
Ling Kexin fell into his arms, and before she could react, a strong palm pinched her chin, and his cold lips pressed against her trembling red lips.
"Well..." She opened her eyes wide in horror, put her hands on his chest, and couldn't help but shrink.
Her reaction made him a little annoyed. When he pressed his fingers, she opened her mouth in pain. He successfully raised the corners of his lips, slid his dragon's tongue in, picked up her lilac tongue and entangled her hard.
It became more and more difficult to breathe, her face turned red from holding back, the hand on her chest loosened, and the kicking legs softened... It was useless, in terms of strength, she could not resist him at all.
However, she will never flatter him sincerely. She must learn to resist him in her heart! Dislike him! Hate him! Find another way to fight him.
So, she locked her heart and used her own will to resist her primitive instincts, not to react to him in any way. No matter how hard he tried, she passively accepted it. Her body was like a fish stranded on the beach, rolling her eyes and opening her eyes.
There is no fresh life in the mouth.
"Crack!"
Mo Ye did not expect that she would act like a dead fish to him at this time and let go. He slapped her in the face and shouted: "Don't you know how to kiss?"
Damn it, if she doesn't cooperate, she will be angry too!
Mo Ye frowned, and a handsome face flashed through his mind like lightning... Could this be considered an inexplicable jealousy?
Ridiculous! Is she worth it? Mo Ye was annoyed that he had such an idea.
He tightened his fingers, narrowed his eyes coldly, and pinched her chin hard.
Ling Kexin was lying in his arms, with the corners of her mouth curled up coldly, her clear eyes open and looking at his face coldly and provocatively, with a cluster of stubbornness and ridicule shining in her eyes, and a few fingers printed on her snow-white face.
The marks on her lips, against the red and swollen lips he had touched, had a kind of bleak beauty.
She didn't speak, she just made intermittent "coo" sounds from her mouth.
They were so close, so close that they could smell each other's breath. Mo Ye stared at her coldly, and it was naturally clear that she was swallowing tears. If he saw it right, there was a stream of blood running down her throat.
Inexplicable anger surged in her chest, and Moerye really wanted to strangle Ling Kexin to death! She obviously wanted to cry, it was obviously painful, but she was too damned to endure it! She obviously hated him, but she didn't let it show in her eyes.
Coldness, coldness without temperature, as if the air-conditioning around him was contagious to her.
Moreover, she actually showed a trace of ridicule to him!
His eyes sparkled at the sight, he loosened her chin, wrapped his long arms around her, and tucked her petite body under his armpits. She kicked her legs twice, and when she found it was of no use, she softened her limbs, like