The little girl's shy, sweet look made Tong Yu not want to look away for a moment, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably again. The rising impulse made his throat slide, and he couldn't help but react.
Moning didn't notice anything was wrong with him. After eating a few mouthfuls, he was almost full. He put down his chopsticks. Then when he saw that he was sitting still, he couldn't help but reach out and poke his arm, reminding him: "Eat quickly, it's too late, I still have it."
Want to go back."
However, Tong Yu bounced up as if he had been burned. He soon realized that his behavior was excessive. He scratched his head in embarrassment, picked her up and walked out.
"You don't want to eat?"
"Well, I'm full."
"Oh~ but it hurts me so much when you pull me."
"Hmm~ How about——"
"Ah, your expression is so strange, don't come up with any crooked ideas!"
"No way! It's just——"
Tong Yu suddenly bent down slightly, picked her up, carried her on his back, and walked quickly to the car.
Mo Ning, who was in the air, was so frightened that she turned pale. She patted him and shouted to get down. Tong Yu ignored her at all and walked straight to the car, opened the door, stuffed her in, and then walked around to the other side to get in the car.
, stepped on the accelerator and started to gallop.
"Tong Yu, drive slower!"
The Porsche got on the road out of the suburbs, opened the window, and let the wind blow in. Tong Yu tugged on his collar and loosened a few buttons, and then he felt slightly calm, but he was too quiet to speak.
Moning didn't know what Tong Yu was thinking, so she had to remain silent. When she saw the car driving outside Ji Yizheng's house, she breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, opened the door and got out of the car, turned around and waved to Tong Yu: "I
Here we are, thank you for sending me back, bye!"
Tong Yu looked at her with a smile on his lips in the car, watching her open the door and go in. Then there were footsteps in the yard, and then there was the sound of the door being opened by a key. The lights then turned on, making the independent villa in the suburbs look lonely and monotonous.
, the light shines through the window, which can reflect her figure walking around.
The car was turned off, and in the darkness, the man's eyes were silently paying attention to the movements in the house through the car window. He was reluctant to leave! He also wanted to take his time and use his charm little by little to win her over.
He fell in love with himself, and then fell in love with him wholeheartedly, but now, he wanted to try something new.
Mo Ning didn't have that much thought, so he closed the door and entered the house. Naturally, he thought he was safe. He didn't know that someone was quietly making plans for him across the wall.
The summer nights of the past two days have always been very hot. After reaching the second floor and opening the window, Moning took a shower, dried his hair, fell asleep on the bed and fell asleep not long after.
I don't know when the wind started blowing, and thunder and lightning flashed among the clouds. The dark clouds made this late night a bit gloomy, and soon a heavy rain came, making a loud bang on the windows.
Moning was deeply asleep, and the cool breeze made her feel comfortable. She had already realized that the weather outside had changed, but she was too lazy to wake up.
When Ji Yizheng was around, Moning would definitely stay far away from his bedroom, but as long as he was not at home, living alone in such a big house would always be a bit scary, so she would sneak into his room and sleep with him
on the big bed.
His big bed has a unique smell that belongs to him, a light mint fragrance, not strong, always being surrounded and melted inadvertently.
She hugged the thin quilt tightly, and the wind made her feel a little cold. In her dream, she looked for his arms and begged for his warmth. It was very humble. She only dared to truly face her inner desires when she fell asleep.
The wind rolled up the curtains, making a rustling sound. Footsteps fell softly in front of the bed. The man sat down. The dark blue bed made the little girl curled up in a corner look particularly petite and soft.
His hands brushed over her soft black hair, and her sleeping face with slightly pursed lips still looked like a child's. Her beautiful little face had delicate and lovely features, and her delicate skin was as smooth as gelatin.
The fingertips slid along the line of her lips and landed on her chin, collarbone, proud pomegranates, and the moving curves of the vacuum under her pajamas. They were now in the palm of her hand and could no longer escape.
"Hmm~"
It seemed to disturb her dream, making her squeak uneasily, and turned over to face him. Due to the movement, the nightgown that originally only reached her thighs was lifted up, barely covering her buttocks, and he fell on her
The gaze on the slender legs became intense.
Climbing onto the bed, he hugged her from behind, breathing heavily and hot lips behind her ears, and caressing his fingers back and forth along her smooth, satin-like back.
In the dream, she was covered by a group of shadows. She wanted to see clearly what the shadow looked like, but when she reached out her hand, she could only catch nothing. Her wrists were strangled and controlled behind her head, and her upper body was forced to rise. She thought uncomfortably.
Have to struggle.
The weight pressing against her increased, the clothes seemed to be pushed up, and the sound of breathing fell on her soft body.
Is it him? He's back? Didn't he say he wanted to let him go? Why is he still like this?
Her mind was in chaos. She was unable to clear her thoughts, and her limbs were out of control. She wanted to wake up, but she felt so tired.
The man's throat slid, he hugged her waist tightly, and his fingers brushed across her belly, trying to go down, when he heard the person under him murmuring in a charming voice: "Uncle—father—"
His movements suddenly paused, and he tried to hear clearly again, but there was silence. The little girl wrapped herself around him as if seeking warmth, hooking her legs around his waist like a creeping vine.
His eyes filled with coldness stared at her face coldly, and a trace of suspicion seeped out from the bottom of her heart. Could it be that she had fallen in love with that cruel and ruthless man?
He couldn't explain how he felt in his heart. He no longer felt like stealing food, so he grabbed her legs, pushed her away unceremoniously, and stood up, leaving a cold figure in the dark room.
After the strong wind, the rain poured down, and the branches were blown here and there, and leaves fell down one by one, floating on the shoulders of the man who pushed the door open. The rain made his steps seem extremely difficult, but what was even more chilling than the rain was
His self-esteem was hit at this time.
Back in the car, I found the cigarette case in the corner, took out a zippo lighter, lit a cigarette, put it to my mouth and took a deep breath, letting the smoke fill my lungs to get used to its taste, and then slowly exhaled.
Bring smoke rings.
Breathing in the rain was suffocating. Inside the car, which was stuffy and depressing, I listened to the sound of rain outside hitting the windows and the roof of the car, and then watched the smoke fill the entire space until I choked until my eyes hurt.
As a young boy, he actually had a day of frustration. He thought that as long as he extended an olive branch, no woman would refuse him. As a result, he was defeated before he actually made a move. It was really embarrassing and he was thrown into his grandma's house.
The rain was still falling in front of him, so he took his anger out on God, stretched out his middle finger to make a sign, and then a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating his sight and startling him, and he patted his chest.
, stepped on the accelerator with great dejection, and the Porsche sped off into the rain and fog with a cold red glow.
I always sleep particularly soundly on rainy nights, as if I had a good dream. When Mo Ning woke up, she picked up her phone and checked it, only to find that the time was already nine o'clock, which was earlier than the time to go to work, but she didn't
If I remember correctly, this day is her day off, so she doesn't need to go to the hotel.
He fell back on the big bed and rolled around a few times, put his head into the pillow, sniffed hard, letting the mint smell fill his lungs, then slowly got up, folded the quilt, and lay down again with his eyes wide open.
Check carefully on the bed to see if any of your hair is left behind.
She didn't want Ji Yizheng to know that she had slept in his bed and slept so soundly. When he came back from his business trip, she should be free. If he promised to let her go, he would definitely do it!
A trace of melancholy arose in her heart. On her days off, she faced an empty room, but she didn’t know what to do. If she could withdraw from her current life and go back to school to live a three-point one-line life, she would
Can you still regain the state of mind you had at that time?
She got dressed and went out. It was not easy to get a taxi in the suburbs. She had to walk a long way to the intersection to wait for the bus. She was a little dizzy from being exposed to the scorching sun. By the time she got to the bus stop, she was already dressed in clothes.
sweat.
There were not many people in the car, so she took a seat by the window, with the air-conditioning pouring down from her head. The coldness and heat were not pleasant, so she leaned against the window and fell asleep all the way.
The place where she got off the bus was a community she had visited once before. She also wanted to know the building where Zhou Zihang lived. She rang the doorbell at the bottom of the building. Soon someone answered the door, but it was a female voice.
"Hello, is this Mr. Zhou's home?"
"Yes, who are you, and what do you want from Zihang?"
"Oh, my name is Mo Ning. Is the senior at home?"
"He's at home, but he's cooking, so he doesn't have time to talk to you now!"
Since losing contact with Zhou Zihang at the beach, Mo Ning has no news about him. Mo Ning can only comfort herself by thinking that he must have been in an emergency at that time to leave without saying goodbye. In addition, she later lost his mobile phone.
She felt it was necessary to tell him, at least to see that he was safe and sound.
But now, the senior is cooking well at home, and there is an extra woman in the house, but she has been worried about something happening to him. It turns out that she is a big fool.
Mo Ning raised the corner of her mouth, and the sunlight projected her figure onto the wall, making her look disgusted for no reason. She said into the microphone: "Tell Senior Zhou that I lost his cell phone. Wait a while."
I will buy one and give it back to him when the time comes."
After saying that, she turned around and walked into the scorching sun. Her straight back and stiff steps showed the determination that she didn't want to look back.
In front of the window sill on a certain floor, there was a man standing with a plaster on one arm and a bandage. His eyes were looking at the direction in which she was going, and he did not move for a long time.
The woman outside the house knocked on the door and came in. She glanced at the man and sighed: "You said why do you fall in love with someone you shouldn't like? There are so many good girls in the world. Since she doesn't belong to you, why do you bother to do it for her?"
—Torturing yourself like this!”
Zhou Zihang smiled bitterly and took a look at his almost useless arm. Although he was not so stubborn in his heart that he didn't want to admit defeat, he had to admit that he had already lost. As expected, the egg couldn't be hit with a stone. It would definitely break into pieces.
"Tingting, you have been really hard on me lately, and my mother is really doing it, knowing that you are busy, she still asked you to come and take care of me."
The beauty named Tingting has a very intellectual appearance, and she looks very girly when she smiles. However, in the eyes of her old neighbors who have been with her for many years, no matter how beautiful she is, she can't tell, so every time she tries to make herself stand out, she always fails.
She couldn't move his heart. It wasn't until something happened to him recently that she knew what kind of girl he liked.
"Zihang, how boring are you to say this, have you forgotten our friendship?"
"No misunderstanding, that's what I said. If you really don't come, I don't know what to do on my own!"
"It's good to know. Okay, the food is ready, go and eat it!"
"Hey, I never dare to eat the rice you cooked."
"Hey, if you don't like eating some of them, you might as well eat them. If you don't like them, just heal your wounds quickly. And - don't mess with that person anymore."
Zhou Zihang frowned slightly, sat down, and held a spoon with his uninjured hand, but his heart couldn't calm down - Mo Ning, do you know what kind of man you met? That kind of ruthless,
It’s no longer something ordinary people can bear. I’m afraid that in a game, the outcome is already doomed, and how can Mourning escape unscathed?
=The weather is so hot that people are almost dehydrated. Everywhere you can see is covered with white flowers, and your long hair sticks to your face, which is very uncomfortable.
Mourning couldn't walk anymore, so he found a bench and sat down under the shade of a large tree beside the street. He beat his legs and watched the cars passing by on the road, raising dust and dancing in the sun.
My throat was dry and thirsty, my forehead felt a little hot, I felt dizzy, and my stomach felt uncomfortable.
I picked up my phone and looked at the time, only to find that it was already noon. I remembered that I had to cook for Tong Yu to pay off the debt, so I called him. The beeping continued for a long time. Why was no one answering?
On the other side, Tong Yu, whose ringtone rang over and over again, was lying on his bed, sleeping in a large font, with the phone in his palm. He knew who it was, but he just didn't want to answer it. Damn it.
The little woman was so angry with him that she called another man's name in her dream. How could he be embarrassed?
Why are you calling? The young master is busy. He is enjoying the beauty with his arms around him right now. Hey, rouge and gouache are really good things. The gentle village is even more fascinating, and he doesn't want to wake up.
Holding the pillow and slobbering on it, he continued to go to Meng Zhou Gong, thinking that no matter how long the phone rang, he would never answer it.
Moning stared at the phone in confusion for a long time, wondering what Tong Yu was doing and why he didn't answer the phone, so he had to turn off the phone.
Then a second later, the phone suddenly vibrated, and the name jumping on the screen was Tong Yu!
"Hello--"
"What are you doing? You have disturbed all my good deeds. Let me tell you, Moning. If I don't come looking for you in the future, please stop harassing me."
Mourning's lips were half-opened, and she listened stupidly to his inexplicable anger. How did she provoke him?
But when someone is in a bad mood, she will naturally be obedient and not make trouble for him, "Oh, okay, I understand, bye!"
Mo Ning closed the call, but Tong Yu held the phone, and the preparation was still stuck in his throat. He stared at the phone angrily, what? That girl dared to hang up on him first, okay, she, really
I underestimated her.
But her voice was weak and sounded weird. She thought about it and called her again. Without giving her a chance to refuse, she directly asked for the address. Then she turned over and went to the ground to find clothes to change into without washing her face.
go out.
Mo Ning felt puzzled as to why men's thoughts were more elusive than women's? Especially that narcissistic young master.
The Porsche was parked on the side of the road. Tong Yu held the steering wheel with one hand and rested it on the window. He honked the horn twice, and then waited for Mourning, who was sitting there stupidly, to get in the car.
But Mourning couldn't hear because he was uncomfortable, so he still drooped his face and stared at his toes in a daze.
Tong Yu was very unhappy. This girl was really good at showing off. She actually asked him to invite her down?
Holding back his anger, he closed the car door and got out. He walked next to her, waved his hand under her nose, and said angrily: "Hey, do you really think you are a princess? Do you want me to ride a white horse to pick you up?"
"
Mourning slowly raised his head, as if he didn't hear what he was saying, and stood up unsteadily. Then he suddenly realized that there were stars in his eyes, the sky was spinning, and he fell to the side unsteadily.
Tong Yu was startled and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her. Seeing that she had passed out with her eyes closed, her body temperature was obviously too high, as if she had a heat stroke. He picked her up, put her in the car, and walked around to her.
Get on the other side and drive to the nearest hospital.
It seems that since he met her, he has gone to the hospital more times than in the past. If it were any other woman, he would not take a look even if she was too sick to get up.
Hey, Mourning, Mourning, shouldn’t you feel extremely honored?
After paying the admission fee, Tong Yu returned to the ward. Mo Ning, who was already dripping with water, had not yet woken up. He looked at the sick patient.