However, when he thought that she would be disheartened and heartbroken, he felt that it would be better not to let her hear it.
Because, he could no longer see her crying.
Gently, the study door opened, and Mu Yi walked in with two cups of steaming coffee.
"The phone... has finished calling?" She handed a cup to Lei Yufeng, and wanted to know what Han Zhenyu said to Lei Yufeng, but intuition told her again that if she asked, it would only have a counterproductive effect on him.
"Weixi said you don't like to put sugar, but it will taste better if you put some sugar in coffee, so I'll help you put it, not much, a small spoon." She pretended to be nothing, but her flashing eyes betrayed her.[
Lei Yufeng looked at her with a scrutiny look, and suddenly, he smiled and took a sip of the mellow and smooth coffee: "Well! Not bad, it seems that this is the first time you have made coffee for me!"
"I'm not as good as Wei Xi, and she reminded me of many details. I don't like to drink this!" After saying that, she stood by the desk, lowered her head to drink coffee, and her face was full of smiles, as if she had thought of something happy.
Lei Yufeng looked at her white and rosy face and the tip of her small nose, and she was distracted.
"Why are you not going to work today?" She blushed embarrassedly, walked to the sofa and sat down, put the coffee cup on the coffee table.
"I want to see you!" He took another sip of coffee, then put down the cup, took a cigarette from the cigarette box, and lit it gracefully.
His body leaned back slightly, his slightly narrowed eyes staring at her silently.
Thinking of Han Zhenyu's confident words just now, there was a hint of sinisterness in his expression.
"Will you leave me?" he asked suddenly.
His sudden question made Monk Mu Yiyizhanger confused.
As soon as she hesitated, a dark light flashed in his eyes.
A faint smoke floated out of his mouth and slowly rose, setting off his handsome face as carved as a knife, and his deep amber eyes as deep as the sea, making him look like a tall king.
"Is this question difficult to answer?" Although he was dissatisfied with her silence, she did not immediately answer affirmatively, but also gave him a lot of comfort.
He snatched out the cigarette butts, stood up and walked to her side to sit down. As he breathed, there was a faint smell of tobacco.
Mu Yiyi tilted his head, and he stretched out his hand, plucking her long hanging hair behind her head, revealing the large area of delicate and smooth skin on her neck.
His eyes became dark with her graceful neckline, and he couldn't help but slowly lean down.
The perfect handsome man, just a line away from her, can hear each other's breath and feel each other's breath.
Lei Yufeng's arm passed through her waist, and his big palm slowly and gently kneaded with hints. His pair of eyes full of passion tightly locked her.
Her face suddenly became hot like a burning fire, and in an instant, it turned red to the ears, and the soft ear beads were even more pink and tender, which was pitying.
He smiled slightly, took her into his arms, and gently held her tender lips.[
The soft touch, the delicateness of flowers, and the sweetness of honey made him a little dizzy. While kissing her, he kept squeezing her soft body.
"Ah..." How could Mu Yiyi bear his weight? His body tilted and fell down towards the back.