Her cold was not over yet, and he was reluctant to touch her. During the rare three-day holiday, he just hoped that she would have a good rest and recover as soon as possible.
Just as he was about to stand up, her hand once again grasped the hem of his clothes.
"Leng Zirui, if you act like this, I will feel that I have no charm at all."
There was a bit of annoyance in her tone.
Looking at her face so close, Leng Zirui raised his palm to hold her face and suddenly straightened up.
Hiss!
That was the sound of her pajamas tearing apart, and then, his body pressed over heavily, and his lips kissed hers passionately.
From last night to now, he has been resisting the thought of wanting her.
If it weren't for her poor health, he would have never even gotten into bed with her in the past three days.
Raising her arms, Xu Xia hugged his neck tightly.
She knew he was enduring it, but she didn't want him to endure it.
He likes to see her happy, and she doesn't want to make him happy.
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Waterfront Champs.
In the morning light that filtered through the undrawn curtains, the blue Doraemon alarm clock on the table suddenly sounded.
"Xiaobei, Xiaobei, Xiaobei, Xiaobei..."
On the pillow, Jiao Yang stretched out his palm and touched the alarm clock on the bedside table. In his confusion, he accidentally dropped the alarm clock from the bedside table.
Hearing the sound, Jiao Yang woke up suddenly, turned over hurriedly, grabbed the alarm clock that had fallen on the side of the bed, and took a closer look.
Fortunately, the alarm clock is of good quality and not broken.
"Xiao Bei, Xiao Bei..."
There is still a sound coming from the alarm clock.
Jiao Yang stared at the Doraemon alarm clock in his hand in confusion. That voice was clearly his.
She actually made his voice sound like the wake-up sound of an alarm clock. Did she want him to wake her up every day?
Jiao Yang looked at the alarm clock in his hand, straightened his arms, put the alarm clock on the bedside table and looked for the switch, but saw that the battery cover at the back was not on the alarm clock.
Dropped?
His heart tightened, Jiao Yang hurriedly jumped out of bed, turned on the light, and searched near the bedside. Soon, he saw the corner of the blue battery cover exposed on the side of the bed. Jiao Yang reached out and took the battery cover away.
When he came out, he touched a shining object nearby from the corner of his eye. He stretched out his fingers in confusion and took out the thing hidden between the bed board and the floor.
It was a key, a silver key, with a small Doraemon keychain hanging on it.
Jiao Yang recognized it at a glance as his door key - to be precise, it was the door key he gave to Mo Bei.
Why is the key he gave her here?
When Mo Bei left before, he didn't return the key to him. So, how did she return the key, and how did she end up here?
He didn't hire a servant, but he hired an hourly worker to clean it every week. The key must have been left here in the past few days, otherwise the hourly worker wouldn't have noticed it.
Has Mo Bei been to his place in the past few days?
Could it be?
Jiao Yang raised his palm, looked at the keys in his hand, turned around suddenly, rushed to the closet, grabbed a set of clothes from inside and quickly put them on, strode downstairs, grabbed a car key and rushed into the garage.
.
It must be her, it must be her who sent him back that night, it must be her who put the key here that night.
definitely is!
"She said she is leaving the country tomorrow and may not be back for a while."
What Leng Zimo said came to mind again, and Jiao Yang suddenly stepped on the accelerator of the car.
The car roared out of the garage, rushed out of the Champs Elysees on the waterfront, onto the airport expressway, and rushed into the Capital Airport.
