Suddenly, after a rustling sound, Mu Yiyi came over, sat down on the window sill, put her arms around his waist, and pressed her face against his.
"It smells of cigarette smoke!" Lei Yufeng reminded gently. Generally, he rarely smoked in front of her.
"Then smoke less in the future!" Mu Yiyi raised his face and smiled.
They still have three days left. What will the situation be like after three days?
Her heart was throbbing with pain, but her eyes were filled with smiles and the corners of her mouth were curved.[
"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!"
"Um!"
"Just like the fireworks I saw on the Ferris wheel in the amusement park that night, I will probably remember them for the rest of my life." Mu Yiyi said a little sadly.
"But that night, you cried!" Lei Yufeng's big palm gently stroked her hair.
Mu Yiyi laughed softly. Yes, she cried that night, very sadly.
At that time, she didn't like this man. So when he brought shocking pleasure to her body, she felt ashamed and cried.
"Do you like Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"?" Mu Yiyi regretted it as soon as he said it.
But once you say it, you can't take it back.
Therefore, she had some hope that she could discuss the relationship between hatred and love with this man.
But the man was obviously not interested in saying this, and replied dully: "I'm very tired, go to sleep!"
He put out the cigarette butt, turned around and threw it into the ashtray on the small table next to the sofa.
In the past two days, his mind has been very confused.
Reason is constantly struggling with Mu Yiyi's true identity. He has never been hindered by any problems or difficulties.
Only this time, he felt it was too difficult, too difficult!
Lying on the bed, Lei Yufeng held Mu Yiyi tightly in his arms, feeling depressed alone for a while.
In the end, he couldn't control his strong desire for her, and pressed her tightly under him, clinging to her to death...
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In a villa outside Florence.[
Mrs. Greco was holding a coffee cup in one hand and stroking a dark gray British shorthair cat curled up on her lap with the other.
Sister Ping sat opposite her, looking calm.
"Are you really Li Wanping?" Mrs. Greco asked.
"Yes! My appearance has changed a lot over the years, so it's hard to recognize me, right?" Sister Ping said, straightening her hair around her ears.
"Then how dare you come to me?"
"Because we have a common enemy... Beitang Wu!"
Mrs. Greco put down the coffee cup and raised her head slightly, with a trace of disdain on her fair face: "Isn't he your lover?"
"We have been enemies for a long time, but now, I only hate him!" Sister Ping made no secret of her resentment towards Beitang Wu.
That heartless man had crushed her love to pieces a long time ago!
"Really?" Mrs. Greco stroked the cat's head. The cat lay down docilely, looking at the woman opposite with a pair of round golden eyes.
"So, I can't let his biological daughter become the mistress of the Lei family easily!"
"What did you say?" Mrs. Greco's expression changed slightly, "Beitang Wu's biological daughter?"
"Madam, the woman next to Mr. Lei, Mu Yiyi, is Beitang Wu's biological daughter. Her real name is Beitang Jing."
"How do you know this?"
"Actually, I guess Mr. Lei may also know this, but he didn't say it because of that woman. Maybe he wanted to marry that woman!"