Mor Ye was like a tall and majestic king, with evil on his lips, looking down at the "ant" on the ground.
"Are you tired?"
"Yeah." Ling Kexin nodded honestly and blinked again. I'm tired. You can't do it anymore, can you?
"Do you know why I hit you?"
"I don't know." She was still honest.
"You are so naughty."
"No, no, I'm already very good."
"You are a little liar!"
"I didn't lie to you."
"Then where did you go last night?"
Is it really because of last night? Well... I thought it was because of the slap Ren Yifei gave Mo Yiting. Mo Da Devil, you are really too. I often don’t go back to your place. This is not the first time.
, there is nothing to care about.
"I slept with Sister Zhou last night." She was still very honest.
"Who is Sister Zhou?"
"Zhou Ziyan, I'm going to steal her advertisement."
Mo Ye paused for a moment, his dark eyes narrowed, he bent down and asked extremely patiently: "Besides her, you are not with anyone else?"
"Who can I follow?" She was at a loss, as if she had completely forgotten He Xiaoxiao's appearance.
"Have you forgotten?" Moor Ye stroked her cheek as red as an apple with one finger, raised his eyebrows, and said word by word, "Your memory is really bad, so let me help you improve your memory."
After saying that, he narrowed his eyes, suddenly took out the whip in Ling Kexin's hand, swung it to the right, and bent his elbow...
Just when the whip was whipped up, Ling Kexin suddenly leaned forward, hugged his legs, and a head suddenly got in between his slightly spread legs. She shrank her body again, and Mo Ye's legs became
The "pillar" that protects her.
Damn, she is so flexible!
Mo Ye did not raise the whip high, but swung it to the right and then recovered it. Even if it hit her back, it would not be very painful, so the movement was not sharp, but it gave Ling Kexin an opportunity to take advantage of it. With a whip, Mo Ye
Missing her, the tail of the whip fell on her trousers.
Ling Kexin was glad that she had escaped the whip, but this man wanted to beat her for no apparent reason because she didn't come back last night, which made her feel very angry!
"What a big devil!" She started to curse again, "If you want to beat me to death, there's no way!"
She didn't want to die now. Who would take care of her brother if he died? She sat on the ground and hugged Mo Ye's legs tightly, like a "rogue".
"You think I can't hit you?"
Fool, it's really easy to hit her. Is it really impossible to hit her if you hug her legs? Mo Ye slowly put away the whip. Seeing that the length of the whip in his hand was shrinking, the fear in Ling Kexin's eyes gradually increased.
thick.
"Wait a minute, tell me clearly why you hit me?" Ling Kexin asked quickly as she felt that the man was closing the distance to hit her.
"Do you still need to ask? You know very well." After saying that, Mo Ye moved his hand and Ling Kexin was whipped on the shoulder.
In fact, he could say that this feeling was like a soft rope being slapped on his shoulder. Maybe because Ling Kexin was too nervous, Mo Ye whipped her down, and she suddenly burst into tears: "It hurts, wuwu...
…It hurts!”
The sound of "It hurts" made Mo Ye stunned, right? He only used a small amount of strength, and the whip was short. Would it be painful to slap him in a short distance?
"Little goblin, get up!" He didn't believe it and grabbed Ling Kexin.
Who would have thought that as soon as he pulled Ling Kexin up, Ling Kexin rolled her eyes, her feet went weak, and she fell down softly. Her crying also stopped, her eyes slowly closed, as if she had fainted.
Mo Ye's heart trembled, and he hurriedly threw away the whip, knelt down and hugged her, pinching her waist nervously, "Little goblin, little goblin... you open your eyes, I order you to open your eyes."
!”
His voice was obviously trembling, along with his body... Was he afraid? Was he afraid that she would die?
Ling Kexin was in a trance and confused.
She was just scaring him. She pretended to be unconscious just to avoid being beaten. Why did he believe her? Isn't he very smart? Why was he so easily deceived recently?
It seems that his IQ is declining!
She really wanted to scare him a little more, but she was hugged tightly by his arms and strangled by him, making her even uncomfortable to breathe. Ling Kexin's heart was filled with bitterness and sourness, and she couldn't describe the feeling.
Unable to hold on any longer, Ling Kexin slowly opened her eyes and looked at Mo Ye in a daze.
There was sweat on his head and his face was very pale. She clearly saw two words in his eyes - fear.
But this only passed by in a flash. When her eyes were clear, she saw that his face had returned to its usual coldness, but a bright line slipped through his eyes, like wind and mist, gently passing through Ling Kexin's sour heart.
Jian.
"I really slept with Sister Zhou. If you don't believe it, you can ask." Ling Kexin just thought that everything she saw was an illusion. She blinked her eyes, pretending to be awake, and said to Mo Ye seriously.
Mo Ye looked at her with complicated eyes for a while, and then realized how rude he was. He quickly let go of his hand, and Ling Kexin fell to the ground unprepared.
"Wow, it hurts." Ling Kexin touched her buttocks and looked at the man who had become indifferent and callous.
He put on his coat and went out without saying a word, leaving the door ajar.
After a while, Aunt Mei walked in, asked Ling Kexin to get dressed, and then took her to room ###.
As soon as Mo Yi Ting came back, the food at home was particularly rich. Mo Yi Ting also returned to the manor with her lover Qiao Ying Ying, but Mo Yi Ting did not arrive.
After Ling Kexin took a shower and cleaned herself up, she was taken to the villa to wait on Mo Ye for dinner.
When Qiao Yingying saw that although Ling Kexin was dressed as luxuriously as she was, she was still a "maid", her eyes looked contemptuous and her expression became more arrogant.
"Er Tao, come, eat this." She enthusiastically brought food to Mor Tao, her eyes occasionally drifting to Mor Ye opposite.
More Ye lowered his eyes, seemingly turning a blind eye to their loving "lovers". He sipped wine and ate food, everything seemed natural and calm.
Ling Kexin stood behind him, helping him pour wine and helping him put his favorite dishes on the table with great discernment. Her "service" spirit was not inferior to Qiao Yingying's at all.
Qiao Yingying saw that she was doing a skillful job and seemed very satisfied with Mo Ye. She rolled her eyes and glanced at the bowl of boiled fish in front of Mo Ye. She reached out and tapped it, and said to Ling Kexin: "Hey, little one
Girl, bring over the bowl of fish."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Ye's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Don't you know how to handle it yourself?" Ling Kexin didn't buy her fault.
"Hey, don't you know your identity? Are you the maid here, or am I the maid?" Qiao Yingying raised her eyebrows and looked at Ling Kexin with contempt.
"I have told you before that I am the eldest master's maid, but I am not yours."
"Can't I ask you to bring it to the second young master to eat?"
"Bah!" As soon as she finished her words, a chicken butt suddenly flew over from the opposite side and hit her right in the mouth. She looked at the shiny, yellow chicken butt after hitting her mouth, and then fell off.
In front of her, Qiao Yingying's face suddenly turned as white as a piece of paper.
Oh my god, is this the eldest young master beating her?
Mortao acted carelessly from the beginning. He neither stopped nor scolded Qiao Yingying. When he saw his eldest brother using chopsticks to pick up the butt of the roast chicken, he knew that Qiao Yingying was going to suffer.
Just as he thought, the chicken butt quickly flew over!
She really deserves it. He had already warned this woman not to mess with Ling Kexin. Who is she? Mo Ye's woman.
Only Mo Ye can hit and scold Mo Ye's women. If others want to bully her, then they have to see if Mo Ye is disgusted or disgusted.
Now it seems that instead of hating him, his eldest brother has begun to "favor" him. Otherwise, why would he take action just for such a trivial matter?
"Er Tao, what did you bring back?" Mor Ye never raised his head, and was still shaking the wine glass with one hand. Under the light, the red wine in the glass sparkled, making his face even more evil.
Handsome.
"Brother, don't be angry." Mortao laughed and turned to look at Qiao Yingying, who was extremely embarrassed. "She is ignorant, I will teach her."
"It really stinks. Next time you come to eat, wash yourself from head to toe before you come in. Get out!" Mor Ye gave the order. Who dares to disobey?
Mortao glared at Qiao Yingying, then took her hand and walked out of the restaurant.
As soon as they left, Ling Kexin curled up her neck and snickered: "Haha...ah!"
Before she could smile comfortably, an arm suddenly stretched out and pulled her almost to the table. Then, a chicken leg was stuffed into her mouth.
"Shut up! Let you talk more!"
Uh, why does it sound a bit doting?
Ling Kexin tilted her buttocks and leaned her upper body against the edge of the table. She turned to look at Mo Ye... He lowered his eyes and was eating the peanuts on a small plate in front of him. One after another, they entered his cold lips, but he saw
He didn't show any white teeth.
Ling Kexin bit the chicken leg and slowly sat down. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she boldly picked up the chopsticks and held the chicken leg in her mouth, "Shall I eat?"
More Ye tilted his head slightly and glanced at her lightly.
Ling Kexin grinned with a bright mouth, and said without thinking: "You are still, sometimes, still kind of..." She stopped and did not say any more.
Which one is good? Very good? Or pretty good? Mo Ye looked at her, hoping that she would complete the sentence.
However, she stared at the plate in the middle with a hungry look in her eyes. It was a bowl of lion's head that she liked to eat. Now that she sat down, she was not polite.
Foodie! Mo Ye didn't hear what he said, but he still felt a little disappointed, so he cursed secretly and continued to drink his wine.
"Darling!" Before the dinner was over, Chu Tianyu came back. She walked into the restaurant excitedly and called Mo Ye affectionately. When her eyes fell on her seat, her face darkened.
Ling Kexin stood up with great discernment, vacated her seat, and said respectfully: "Miss Chu, you sit down, and I will help you get the dishes and chopsticks."
Before Chu Tianyu could react, Ling Kexin ran to the kitchen.