Li Yichuan actually got off her, pulled the blanket over her, and then went out with his document bag.
Ran Mi took a deep breath, relieved, and was quickly overcome by sleepiness, falling into a drowsy sleep.
Li Yichuan was in the small living room. He was not dealing with official business. Instead, he stood by the glass window and stared at the stars outside. After a while, he tore up the floral-scented card in his hand and threw it into the trash can.
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Then, he turned around and took out two photos from the folder and stared at them. The woman in the photos was her.
One picture shows her when she was about eighteen years old, wearing a short skirt with red princess sleeves, holding a rose, looking up at the sky, her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as picturesque. The second picture shows her holding a jar of honey,
He scooped it up with a wooden spoon, poked out the tip of his pink tongue, and licked it gently on his lips. As soon as he looked at it, the man's most primitive impulse was aroused.
He stared at the photo for a while, checked the time, and estimated that she had fallen asleep, so he returned to the room.
Ran Mi was sleeping on her stomach, her pajamas wrapped tightly, as if she had bought them just to protect against him. He looked at her wardrobe and swept away all the white ones, replacing them with the colorful colors she loved...
He bent down and gently slid his long fingers over her smooth, white porcelain face, feeling her softness.
Ran Mi woke up immediately, her misty eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at him. After a moment of stalemate, Ran Mi turned over, with a look of resignation, spread her legs, and stared at the ceiling.
, fingers slowly unbuttoning the clothes.
It almost took Li Yichuan a minute to understand the meaning of her gesture...A sudden anger rushed to his forehead, he picked up the pillow and threw it on her body.
"Ran Mi, you only play ball and sleep with men, right?"
But what did this man really want? He was touching her body in the middle of the night, was it to scratch her itch? God knew how much she didn't want to offend him, she just wanted to get over it as soon as possible so that she could be clean for a while.
She glared at him, took a long time to lift the pillow from her body, and said coldly: "Congratulations on the correct answer!"
Li Yichuan's anger, which had been subsided by her aggrieved look, was stirred up again by her. He opened the wardrobe, casually pulled out a set of underwear from inside, and threw it on her.
"Put it on!" He stared at her coldly.
Ran Mi didn't move.
"I'll let you change into it." He grabbed her and dragged her up.
Ran Mi screamed, picked up the set of underwear and threw it over his head. The small underwear hit him squarely in the face. It was brand new because it had been washed, and it still had the fragrance of laundry detergent and sunshine.
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Li Yichuan actually just wanted to see her, so he went to the guest room to sleep. But this girl got flowers today, and her arrogance suddenly became arrogant. When did she dare to yell at him like this some time ago?
He smiled coldly, took the roses out of the vase one by one, and then tapped the petals on her chest.
"Ran Mi, if you satisfy me tonight, I will advance the time when you get Ran's family by one month."
Ran Mi watched the petals fly away on the bed, feeling extremely uncomfortable. She swept the petals off the bed, then sat up and changed her clothes.
The purple lace matched her skin color very well, especially her limbs, which were white and soft, like fine mutton-fat jade, and her breasts were plump and pretty, making men ecstasy.