After Mo Yiting coaxed a two-year-old mentally retarded child to sleep, she thumped her waist and slowly walked out of the room.
"Miss Mo, let's have a glass of milk before we go." Dean Wang is a woman in her fifties. She is affable. Every time she sees Mo Yiting, her smile is more beautiful than a chrysanthemum.
"Dean Wang, I won't drink tonight, leave it to the children." Mo Yiting shook her head.
"Are you going back now?"
"Well, it's getting late. I'll go back to sleep. Wang Yard. If you have any other difficulties, you can call me at any time."
"Okay." Dean Wang personally put Mo Yiting into the car and watched her car leave the orphanage.
Mo Yiting had a busy day, feeding and coaxing the children, and helping the childcare workers with laundry and hygiene... After more than ten hours, her back ached and her eyelids seemed to be fighting while driving.
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"Didi..." Maybe her car shook the front of her car, causing the vehicle behind her to honk its horn nervously. She panicked and hurriedly braked.
"Creak!" A rapid sound of tires scraping the ground suddenly sounded. Mo Yiting was shocked, her eyes widened, and sleepyheads fled in all directions.
She smoothed back her messy hair and turned to look at a man who had walked to her car window.
"You?" Seeing that familiar face, her clear eyes opened even wider, shining with doubt in disbelief.
He followed me again? Oh my god.
Qiao Zhenzhong was dressed in black again, with a long black T-shirt and black casual pants. He stood tall and erect, as cold and hard as a giant rock, blocking the movement of the car.
Mo Yiting opened the car door and looked at his car from behind. With the car lights still on, she could visually see that the distance between the two cars was only more than ten centimeters. If he didn't brake in time, he might have rear-ended him.
But it's not her fault! Why did he follow so closely?
"Qiao Zhenzhong, are you very free?" Mo Yiting yelled at him angrily.
Qiao Zhenzhong frowned, the light of the car fell on him, and he looked back at him. He had a handsome figure. After all, he had been a soldier. He stood tall and straight, with a majestic air.
"Miss Mo, why don't you think about it from another angle?" He was neither angry nor annoyed, his expression was calm.
"Which angle?"
"We are destined."
"..." Mo Yiting's cheeks twitched and she stopped turning her head.
"Don't believe it!" Qiao Zhenzhong reached out and clasped her shoulders, staring down into her eyes, "I didn't follow you tonight. I was going home after doing errands. I saw your car right in front of me, so I sped up.
Speed, who would have thought you were driving carelessly and scared me."
Mo Yiting waved his hand away and smiled slightly, "Is this fate? According to you, I don't know how many men I will meet in a day. Please," Mo Yiting poked him unladylikely.
Chest, he said solemnly, "You are not young anymore, don't play childishly with me!"
After saying that, Mo Yiting turned around and opened the door.
"Ah!" The door was not opened, but she was pressed against the car door by the man. Then, hot and sexy breath sprayed into her ears, causing her body to freeze suddenly, as if it was frozen by magic.
Calloused fingers caressed her delicate face and gently pressed on her tender lips. Mo Yiting opened her eyes and looked at that handsome and domineering face helplessly.
Forgot to struggle, forget to cry.
Seeing that she had no response, Qiao Zhenzhong's eyes darkened, and the desire surging in his eyes became stronger.
His strong body pressed against her, and his fingers slowly slid across her smooth white neck, touching her delicate collarbone, and then slid to her breasts...
The man pinched her sensitive body roughly, and the painful and numb feeling made Mo Yiting tremble violently. She came to her senses, raised her arm and threw it towards Qiao Zhenzhong's face.
"asshole!"
However, before his hand touched his face, the man grabbed her wrist and bent it to the top of her head. His eyes darkened, and he leaned over to suck her open mouth. The dragon's tongue slid in and hooked her little lilac.
Crazy ###, licking...
His strength was unusually heavy. Mo Yiting's body could not move. She felt as if her heart was being sucked out by him and she could not breathe.
"Beep..." Maybe the two cars parked on the side of the road were too conspicuous, but what was more conspicuous was the exciting and beautiful scenery. Finally, when a car passed by, it honked its horn with no clear intention.
The sharp sound made Qiao Zhenzhong startled, and Mo Yiting took the opportunity to raise her knee, hitting his vital part.
Qiao Zhenzhong instinctively staggered his body and loosened his gesture. Mo Yiting escaped from under him. Before Qiao Zhenzhong could turn around, she raised her kick and kicked him on the butt.
"asshole!"
Another "bastard"! Qiao Zhenzhong pressed the car door with both hands, his eyes darkened, and an unknown smile hung on his lips.
Mo Yiting's feet were not very strong, so even if he kicked her hard, his strong body and bones would not be damaged. He turned around slowly and looked at Mo Yiting who was fuming.
Mo Yiting wiped her swollen lips with the back of her hand, her starry eyes shining brightly, facing the light, she looked even more charming and lovely that way.
Qiao Zhen's heart palpitated, and he opened his arms to hug her suddenly. His sexy voice was hoarse, like the sound of a cello, "Yiting, just promise me, will you be my girlfriend? I will."
I love you! I will protect you!”
"Let me go," Mo Yiting struggled and shouted angrily, "Qiao Zhenzhong, our Mo family will never marry your Qiao family, don't fantasize!"
"I am me, and my father is my father, why do you always put me together with them?" Qiao Zhenzhong was a little annoyed and frowned.
"As long as your surname is Qiao, you are your father's son." Mo Yiting pushed him away, gave him a contemptuous look, then resolutely opened the car door and got in.
The red Audi drove away and turned around the intersection of Ring Road, but did not notice that another car was parked in a dark corner with the lights off, and a man and a woman were sitting inside.
The woman in the passenger seat smiled, turned to the man next to her and said, "Someone is pursuing her. Is he the handsome guy I saw in the park that day?"
The man's eyes were dark, and his eyes were slightly closed. It was impossible to clearly see the emotions in his eyes. Only the downward curved corners of his lips revealed how confused he was at this moment.
Tonight, I took Zheng Miaomiao to a boss's house to celebrate her birthday. When I came back, I saw Mo Yiting's car. What was even more shocking was that she was pressed against the car door by a strong man...
He Xiaoxiao felt inexplicably depressed. He sounded the horn, and then inexplicably stopped at the corner ahead.
He was counting, looking at the door mirror.
One, two, three, four...
Fortunately, in less than two minutes, Mo Yiting's car came over, and it was driving at a high speed, bringing with it a gust of cold wind.
He Xiaoxiao did not answer Zheng Miaomiao. He stepped on the accelerator and started the car. A layer of loneliness appeared on Zheng Miaomiao's face. She seemed to feel a little uneasy, and her hands crossed her fingers helplessly.
The car drove downstairs to the apartment where she lived. He Xiaoxiao stopped the car, leaned over, and opened the door for her like a gentleman, "Get some rest early."
The man's unique charm brushed against Zheng Miaomiao's nose, and she blushed. An inexplicable impulse made her boldly move her mouth...
Very quickly, red lips were printed on He Xiaoxiao's cheek. He was visibly shaken and turned to look at Zheng Miaomiao blankly.
Zheng Miaomiao's face was red and her ears were irritable, her eyes were shining, her body was sandwiched between his head and the back of the chair, her heart was beating like a happy rabbit, but she could not escape.
"Miao Miao..." He Xiaoxiao's eyebrows were already furrowed. In the small space, he could hear her rapidly beating heartbeat. Her hot body made her exude a charming girlish fragrance.
He Xiaoxiao's throat slid, and his mouth felt inexplicably dry. His dark eyes couldn't help but look at her plump breasts that were rising and falling.
"Ke Xiao! I love you!" Hearing his soft call, Zheng Miaomiao hugged him impulsively, boldly licked his ear, and murmured, "Love me, love me...
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No matter what, I am better than Mo Yiting, younger than her, more beautiful than her...I love you more than her!
He Xiaoxiao froze. He did not drink in order to drive tonight, but when the woman took the initiative to embrace her and kissed her, he was still a little excited.
Was it because the scene on the road just now stimulated his eyes, or was it because the time passed and the woman around him made him fall in love?
After all, he is a man and he cannot escape his primitive instinctive reactions.
As soon as the blood rushed to his forehead, he changed from passive to active. He hugged Zheng Miaomiao and started kissing her crazily, while his slender fingers slowly slid from her back to her thigh...
Zheng Miaomiao was overjoyed. She responded to him enthusiastically, raised her buttocks, and let the man's fingers caress her sensitivity.
She is charming, her body slowly collapses into a ball of mud under the man's kiss and caress, she is slippery and tender, and she moans softly like a cat, which makes the man unable to control himself, and reason slowly makes lust*
Ground erosion.
The car seat slowly fell down, her skirt was lifted up, she opened her hands, blooming towards the man like a beautiful poppy...
The man seemed drunk, his eyes were blurred, and his whole body was steaming. In the crazy kiss, he covered her soft body.
When people are crazy, cars are also crazy.
On a quiet night, downstairs in the apartment, in the luxury car, a fiery "car shock" was performed. The man and woman starring in the car were unaware that a car came a few meters away.
This car has been following from the Ring Road to here. The man sitting in the car had his dark eyes deep and looked at the shaking car with a hint of ridicule on his lips.
Mo Yiting rented an apartment by herself, with two bedrooms and one living room, and was decorated very fashionably and beautifully.
Because she was too tired, she took a shower and went to bed. But not long after she lay down, her cell phone rang. Seeing that it was her mother's call, she lazily answered it.
"Mom, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"Tingting, Mom asked you to call back, but you didn't answer any of them. How can I sleep?" Wu Qiong was worried.
"I'm fine, Mom, I'm living a very fulfilling life now."
"Tell me, what are you doing?"
"Mom, don't ask. It's a good thing anyway and it won't embarrass the Mo family." She turned sideways and hummed coquettishly, "Mom, I'm so tired and I'm going to sleep."
"Okay, okay." Wu Qiong ordered twice and then hung up the phone.
Perhaps because of her age, Wu Qiong has been suffering from insomnia these days. Looking at the time, it was already 11:30 in the evening. She put on her clothes, tucked her husband's quilt in, and walked out of the room gently.
"Don't move." Ling Kexin's voice came from the stairs on the fourth floor. "Be gentle, don't disturb your family."
"I know." More Ye said.
"Haha..." Ling Kexin smiled sweetly, and then the man took a heavy breath and stepped hard. Wu Qiong hid behind a bonsai and saw Mo Ye holding Ling Kexin and walking downstairs.
What's wrong with you?
Both of them were wearing pajamas and pajamas. They didn't sleep on such a cool night, so they hugged each other outside to catch the wind?
Wu Qiong frowned and decided to follow to see what was going on.