In the living room, Mo Yiting was on the phone. After the call was connected, she shouted happily: "Xiao Xiao... Oh, senior! Do you have time today? Come to my house for dinner."
He Xiaoxiao on the other side didn't know what he said, and Mo Yiting curled her lips and said unhappily: "Are you really interested in that little fox Ling Kexin? Let me tell you, she is no longer a virgin, she
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There was silence in that room, and Mo Yiting smiled proudly, crossed her legs and leaned on the back of the sofa, and said sarcastically: "Don't look at her innocent appearance, but she is actually a woman who goes around trying to defraud men of their money. She
Aren't they just bigger breasts? Mine are not smaller than hers, senior, just..."
"Beep beep..." The caller suddenly hung up.
Mo Yiting was so angry that she threw away the phone and roared: "He Xiaoxiao, you are so ignorant!" She sat on the sofa angrily and sulked for a while, then picked up the phone again and muttered, "Humph, yes
What's so cool about it? There are many boys who like me in the world, and it doesn't matter if I just call any of them for fun."
"Tingting," Mor Tao came down from upstairs, playing with the car keys on his fingers, and said, "Would you like to follow me to the entertainment city?"
"No!" Mo Yiting didn't look at him and dialed a number.
"It's okay if you don't want to go, but don't mess around at home, or I'll cut off your credit card." After Mortao finished speaking, he whistled ruthlessly, put on his sunglasses and left.
Mo Yiting chirped behind him. When she heard the voice from the other party, she quickly became excited: "Mingfei! Are you free today?"
"Yes." The lazy voice said.
"Then come here."
"kindness."
More than an hour later, Morye went downstairs, neatly dressed and carrying his briefcase. As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw a silver sports car driving through the gate, followed by a young man wearing wide-rimmed brown sunglasses.
The man got out of the car.
"Brother Mo." Seeing Mo Ye, the man nodded slightly and greeted with a smile.
Mor Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and asked lightly: "Come to see Tingting?"
"Well, she called me." Luo Mingfei took off his sunglasses and twirled them nonchalantly between his fingers.
A flash of vague dissatisfaction flashed in Moor Ye's eyes. He pursed his lips and brushed his shoulder expressionlessly as he walked toward his black Maybach car.
Luo Mingfei looked at his back, raised his eyebrows, shrugged indifferently, turned around and walked slowly towards the villa.
He comes here often and is familiar with the roads. Before he reached the door, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Mo Yiting, Mo Yiting!"
Mo Yiting stood on the balcony of the boudoir on the second floor, screaming at him below: "A Fei, come up quickly."
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In the large study room on the third floor, after Mo Ye left, Ling Kexin endured the love bug that was still gnawing at her flesh and blood in her body, and lay down on the sofa and cried loudly.
As she cried, she actually fell asleep. At some point, a cold voice touched her ear with slightly cold fingers.
"Get up! The eldest lady wants you to come over!" It was Aunt Mei who was tugging on her ears and calling.
Ling Kexin opened her eyes, covered her chest in shame and embarrassment, raised her head, and looked at Aunt Mei pleadingly: "My clothes..."
Aunt Mei sighed, turned and left. After a while, she came over holding a lavender skirt and said indifferently: "Wear this. You must change before night."
Ling Kexin paused, what do you mean? Will she still wear those revealing clothes when the big devil comes back at night?
She was not allowed to think too much. As soon as she put on her skirt, Aunt Mei dragged her out of the study.
"You want to die?! Hurry up!" As soon as she arrived at the door, Ling Kexin heard Mo Yiting's voice. Aunt Mei's heart trembled, and she pushed her in in a panic, and said carefully, "Miss, here she is.
Already."
Mo Yiting was sitting on a desk in front of the bed, next to a man with a naked neck. She turned her head, glanced at Ling Kexin coldly, and then said, "Okay, let her stay here."
Aunt Mei winked at Ling Kexin, who was indifferent and lowered her eyelashes as if she didn't see anything.
"Hey, stinky girl, why are you standing there in a daze?" At some point, Mo Yiting turned her head to look at Ling Kexin again, and yelled angrily, "Help me go downstairs to cut a watermelon, and there's also beer, I want it cold.
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Ling Kexin was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Luo Mingfei stopped playing the game, looked at Ling Kexin with interest, and smiled ambiguously: "Your new maid?"
"Absolutely." Mo Yiting continued to play the game, still cursing the opponent. Luo Mingfei kept staring at Ling Kexin. Ling Kexin suddenly came over and immediately turned around and left.
When she came up with fruit and beer, Mo Yiting was no longer playing games. A pornographic movie was playing on the computer screen. Amidst the melodious music, Mo Yiting hugged Luo Mingfei and kissed her.
Luo Mingfei responded to her, touching her body with a big palm.
Mo Yiting twisted her body and hummed. The soft tube top skirt had fallen to her waist, and her bra fell off, hanging gracefully on her delicate and smooth back.
Seeing this scene, Ling Kexin held the plate and didn't know where to put it. Luo Mingfei glanced at her from the corner of his eye and saw that she was blushing. Her pretty face was as red as the sunset and she was so beautiful. Her throat twitched and he leaned into Mo Yiting's ear.
Said: "Can I play with her?"
Mo Yiting was stunned, pushed Luo Mingfei away, and hurriedly pulled off her underwear. When she saw Ling Kexin standing there blankly, she glared angrily and said fiercely: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Bring it here."
Ling Kexin held back her anger, slowly moved over, and put the plate on the desk as she wished.
Seeing her approaching, Luo Mingfei stretched out his hand and touched her arm evilly.
Ling Kexin pulled her hand away, and Luo Mingfei immediately saw circles of red marks on her fair and tender skin, and said in surprise: "Hey, little girl, have you been bullied?"
Turning around, Ling Kexin walked to the door in a panic, with her hands folded in front of her belly and her back to the couple on the bed. She only heard Mo Yiting say: "Don't take aim at her, she is the little maid my brother brought back yesterday."
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"It's not his bed-warming toy, right?" Luo Mingfei laughed loudly.
"Do you need her to warm the bed? Who is she? Just a poor trash girl!" Mo Yiting mocked.
"Trash girl? Tingting, you're not jealous of her, are you? I think she's prettier than you." Luo Mingfei was not afraid of hurting the young lady's self-esteem and said bluntly. "What do you mean? Do you like her?"
She?" Mo Yiting's voice rose, with obvious dissatisfaction and anger.
Ling Kexin's scalp tightened and she felt the cold air rushing up her back. She was afraid that Mo Yiting would pounce on her, but she didn't dare to go out without her opening her mouth.
"If I fall in love with her, will your brother agree?" Luo Mingfei chuckled.
"Stop fantasizing! She is my brother's little maid. Just give up this idea... Besides, you can catch a lot of women like her on the street." Mo Yiting sneered.
"Okay, okay, I won't say more." Luo Mingfei made a frustrated sound.
Mo Yiting opened the beer can and drank each one. Then she winked and asked Luo Mingfei: "How is it? Do you want to continue playing with me?"
"Just have fun, who is afraid of whom?"
"Okay! Let's have fun while my brother is away."
"Your second brother and I are classmates, and I get along well with you, but he has nothing to say." Luo Mingfei threw the beer can, "Gululu", and it rolled right under Ling Kexin's feet.
Ling Kexin shrank her feet nervously, and when she heard the sound of undressing coming from behind, she finally took a deep breath and asked, "Miss Mo, can I go?"
"Ah... why are you so impatient... ah, please be gentle." Mo Yiting shouted, turning a deaf ear to Ling Kexin's words.
Luo Mingfei smiled evilly and said roughly: "Miss, are you still afraid of pain?"
"You're too fierce...ahhhh..."
"Miss, I have to leave." Really unable to listen, Ling Kexin said and opened the door.
"Hey!" The voice that came from behind was not Mo Yiting's, but a man's, "Don't go."