As he spoke, he broke into her body without giving her a chance to react. Seeing the little woman tense up and stare at her with watery eyes filled with mist, he became even more restless and began to enjoy her.
"You - good or bad -"
Her voice became completely soft and sweet. She hated being captured by his tricks, but she also had to indulge in the favor he gave her.
Ji Yizheng's breathing was irregular and her demands were as fierce as fire. Completely immersed in the wantonness she brought, he unconsciously said: "Ning Ning, I love you so much..."
A glimmer of clarity flashed through Moning's eyes, and her ears seemed to be deaf again. Is what she heard her hallucination? Otherwise, how could it be so unreal? Otherwise, when she reaches the peak of love, she will be afraid of falling.
Feel.
Some intermittent images flashed through my mind, including tree trunks on a deserted road, in a narrow and claustrophobic car, and scenes where I was forced to lie on the table with my ribs in my mouth, helplessly weeping due to the humiliation of the man behind me.
, kneeling on the ground and grabbing the man’s legs, begging for some shot...
Who is she? Who is she in that picture? Who is she? Why do I shed tears when I wake up from the dream?
The splitting headache prevented her from continuing to delve deeper, but her weak body could not escape the crazy reaction. In the fusion of water and fire, she gradually lost her original intention.
Outside the bedroom, a tall figure stood silently for a long time. The sound of clouds and rain in the room that refused to rest for a long time was like a magic sound piercing her ears, calling her to collapse. Just when she thought she would win, he pushed her
She pushed it away as if it were a joke, thinking that she could make him misunderstand Mo Ning and thus achieve her own goal. However, in the end, she got even more intense love from him.
And those things that should belong to him originally, he couldn't see the good in himself, and fell in love with a wild girl who didn't know what to do. Was that wild girl good at bed? Or was he not doing enough?
Aina glared at the closed door fiercely. No one had ever dared to take the toy away from her hand, and the same was true for men. Unless she got tired of playing with it and threw it away, no one else would get what she wanted.
possible.
Moning, oh, let’s see who is more powerful, you or Aina, who is better!
Unexpectedly, Mourning was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger because of the grudge. He was hugged in a warm ball and fell asleep.
The sky is the same as every day, which will definitely wake up the sleeping people. The early morning sunlight pours into the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving a shadow of the artistically shaped window edges.
When she opened her eyes and saw an enlarged face, she felt reassured. The corners of her mouth slightly curved. She stretched out her fingers and gently opened the long Liu Hai on his forehead, touching his wide and
She has a smooth forehead, a pair of long eyelashes that look childish and cute, a high bridge of nose that looks domineering, and thin lips that are healthy in color and sexy in shape, making people want to kiss her just by looking at them.
He is so handsome, this is the man she is so obsessed with!
Sighing, she buried her face in his neck, sniffing his male scent greedily. She didn't want to let go. She hoped to wake up in his arms for the rest of her life. Was she asking too much?
Ji Yizheng heard her clear sigh and opened his eyes. Under the brightness and calmness in his narrow pupils, the worry surged up again. She had been unconscious for several months after she committed suicide by jumping out of the car.
Out of guilt or self-blame, he couldn't leave her alone, so he took her back to France secretly, concealed her whereabouts, and hid her in his own territory.
His attention to her has exceeded his expectations. No matter how late he is busy every day, he will quietly talk to her, chatting with her as if he is talking to the air. His world has always been a place where there is no need for excitement and he is used to it.
In order to endure the life of a person, he never thought that a little girl would overthrow everything he had and make him feel like he couldn't live without her.
He didn't expect that she would wake up, and even hoped that she would sleep for the rest of his life, so that he would not have to face her when he woke up. In his dreams, there was often a pair of resentful and hateful eyes that stabbed him scorchingly, keeping him awake at night, even if
Even when I fall asleep, I am constantly woken up.
When the guilt in his heart reached its peak, when he didn't know what to do with her, she actually woke up.
When he saw her with a slight smile, her eyes full of innocence and a carefree expression, the guilt did not disappear, but became more intense. He was ruthless in the business world and never felt guilty about anyone or anything.
He actually felt regretful.
When she wanted to give her a new life, she actually lost her memory and forgot everything. She chose to forget all the pain and torture he had given her, like a piece of white paper, so transparent and pure, but also inexplicably
Depend on him.
He should let her go and give her her original life. He had clearly told himself that he could no longer have anything to do with her, but why was his heart so uncontrollable? He couldn't help but walk towards her and stretched out his hand again.
Is the hand of sin at work due to the desire of the body? Or has his heart been invaded by her unknowingly?
The further he goes, the less he knows where to go. He can plan out profitable business plans one after another, and can come up with countless ideas to destroy his opponents, but when faced with her who is as soft as a kitten, he is completely helpless.
Helpless.
If she remembered everything, she would definitely run away from him again! At that time, was I willing to lose her again?
In my heart, which was churned into a ball of paste, I could only hold her tighter at this moment, because I knew I had no reason to get her, so I could only think selfishly, let's maintain the status quo. One more day of such warmth would allow me to hold her more.
Stay with her for a day.
"Hmm - Yizheng, do you want to strangle me to death?"
Mo Ning got out of his arms, put her hands on his chest, and her shiny black hair hung down. She looked at his face with a sweet smile, her heart melting like a ball of honey, and she bent her face to his
A touch on the lips.
"Good morning kiss! Big bad guy."
Ji Yizheng withdrew his mind, looked into her crystal clear eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "That's it?"
Mo Ning pouted and poked his cheek playfully with her green-white fingers, "I'm tired, you can't always bully me."
"Really? Let me see if you're lying."
As he spoke, he lifted up her nightgown with his hand and poked it inside, tickling her so much that she started to giggle. Her delicate body that was twisting on his body soon did not dare to move anymore due to his evil reaction.
She refused and said, "I'm really tired. Don't--"
Ji Yizheng suppressed her impulse. She really couldn't go too far. If this lovely little baby of his was ruined by the torment, he would feel so distressed. He sighed and touched her nose and said: "Little one, you know you are wrong. Be careful in the future.
Don't always try to seduce me."
"Nowhere!"
Mo Ning blushed and pushed him away from the bed. She was secretly annoyed by the immorality of his words. In front of the bathroom mirror, she slowly took off her nightgown, which clearly reflected her appearance at this time. She looked like a little woman.
She is charming in style, her eyes are full of sweetness that makes people jealous, and her graceful curves that are not too spicy are blooming shyly.
Can a woman's happiness be truly understood only when the man who loves her appears?
If she is happy now, she hopes that the period will last forever - Ji Yizheng, I love you, do you love me?
During breakfast, since the two women had a fight yesterday, Ji Yizheng felt that it was necessary to take isolation measures. It was unrealistic to naively think that they could get along well, so he had to take one with him.
"Aina, I'm quite busy today. Where do you want to go? I'll ask the driver to take you there."
"Brother Zheng, you are so cruel. People rarely come to see you. This is how you treat guests!"
"Aina, you are not a child. You know the importance of work. I heard that your father wants you to inherit his industry. Shouldn't you adapt as soon as possible?"
Speaking of Aina's proud idea, she raised her chin and said arrogantly: "Brother Zheng, don't underestimate me, isn't it just to manage a company? To me, that's trivial.
!”
As she said that, Aina glanced at Mourning, and added with a gun-toting tone: "Speaking of which, my father's company is not the largest in France, but it is still one of the best in Marseille, no better than some companies with unknown origins.
If you don’t even have a backer, if you get dumped one day, will you sleep on the street?"
Seeing Mo Ning's face darken and the brilliance in his eyes disappear instantly, Ji Yizheng put down the fork, looked at Aina and said: "Aina, you were not like this before."
A trace of reluctance flashed in Aina's eyes, but she knew she couldn't play with her temper at the moment, so she said softly: "Okay, okay, I know I'm wrong. Aren't people jealous of your sweet appearance? See how Brother Zheng treats women.
Okay, don’t let others get jealous!"
When Ji Yizheng heard what she said, he couldn't blame her anymore, otherwise it would really be against the way of hospitality. He just hoped that Aina would restrain herself. Of course, he mainly just wait and see what happens. After all, Aina's trip was not unfounded.
The situation of being forced to marry appeared again, and the battle with her mother had to start again.
In the empty manor, there was no one quarreling with him. He knew that Ji Yizheng had taken Mo Ning away deliberately in order to separate himself from Mo Ning.
Aina has already gritted her teeth towards Moning. Why should a wild girl who can only pretend to be Sayuri fight with her? However, Ji Yizheng seems to be fascinated by her and needs to find a way to get her away.
The room was stuffy, and Aina stayed idle again, so she had no choice but to drive around in the streets of Paris.
Passing by a bar that was open 24 hours a day, she couldn't help but get out of the car and walk in.
There were not many people during the day, and the sound of heavy metal music resounded through the eardrums, arousing a desire for indulgence deep in the heart. She swayed to the rhythm. When she got to the bar, Aina took off her coat, revealing a black jumpsuit with a waistband underneath.
The skirt outlines her hot and plump figure.
"Beauty, what do you want?"
"Champagne."
Not long after, a glass of champagne was pushed to her hand. Just as she was about to pick it up, a breath came from behind. When she was surprised, the wine glass was taken away. She turned around and saw the tall Andrew, who drank the wine in one gulp.
He poured the wine into his mouth, then wiped his lips, whistled to her, and said, "Won't you invite me to drink? Beauty."
Why did she bump into him again? What a damn unlucky thing, Aina complained endlessly. If she had known that this guy was so difficult to get rid of, she shouldn't have provoked him on impulse in the first place and ended up in so much trouble now.
"Andrew, you won't always be guarding me, will you?"
Aina moved closer to his body in a coquettish voice. To be honest, she was attracted by his rogue appearance at that time. He exuded a bad and evil temperament, which was as addictive as a poppy.
Of course Andrew would not refuse the beauty's initiative. He rubbed her plump breasts with his two big palms a few times and said teasingly: "It's getting bigger again. Which man has you been fed by recently?"
Putting her hands around his neck, Aina sat on his lap and let his hands play tricks on her body, "Nonsense, I have been very good recently and haven't come out to play for a long time. You know my father controls me very much."
tight."
"You mean - been empty for a long time?"
"Disgusting!"
Twisting her hips and bravely meeting his desire, Aina knew that her relationship with this man would not be resolved for a while. Anyway, they had hooked up and there was no way to prevent her from having fun. Besides, she had indeed been lonely recently.
Andrew was very satisfied with her performance. No man would pretend to be a saint when he met such a rare beauty. He let her feel himself fiercely and said: "It's so passionate. Let's switch."
A place to play?”
Aina looked at him confusedly, nodded eagerly, and then was carried out of the bar.
Sitting in Andrew's dilapidated modified car, he turned on the stereo and roared loudly. The two kissed passionately while doing some little tricks in the car unscrupulously.
After twists and turns, he didn't know where he stopped. In a daze, he followed him into an old building. Aina wrapped around him like a snake, asking from time to time: "Why haven't you arrived yet?"
"It's here, baby, don't worry, I want you!"
When they reached a certain floor, Andrew opened the door and went in. Aina then hugged him tightly. The door was hit by a backhand, and the two of them leaned against the door and became entangled...
Andrew raised the corner of his mouth, looked into her eyes, and told her firmly: "I want you because I want to marry you."
Aina was stunned for a moment, then she patted his chest with her palm and laughed: "Don't be joking, Andrew, you are really whimsical!"
Andrew narrowed his eyes, his face filled with a sinister look, and said coldly: "Why, do you think I'm not worthy of a young lady like you?"
Aina knew that she said the wrong thing. Even if it was true, she couldn't say it in front of him. She bit her lip in annoyance and forced a smile, "Andrew, what stupid words are you talking about? It's really annoying."
Ah, are you trying to scare me on purpose?"
But Andrew turned over and pushed her down. While moving his lower body, he tightened her neck. Seeing her glaring at him with emotion and difficulty in breathing, he laughed sinisterly and said seriously: "Aina,
You know what I mean, I never give up on anything I want to do halfway. What you have to do now is to quickly tell your father that you want to get married, and it can only be with me."
Her face turned purple, Aina stretched out her hand to pry off his fingers, and said with difficulty: "Andrew - what do you want? Just ask for money, don't make useless ideas, get married, you just need to
If you were normal, you should have known that I couldn't marry you."
While Andrew hit her body, he sneered in a low voice: "That's not necessarily true. If you don't believe me, just look up and see what's up there."
Aina raised her eyes as she was told. On the ceiling covered with spider webs, there was a very inconspicuous little black probe. If you guessed correctly, it must be a camera. I thought that the movements in this room had been completely captured.
He knew he had fallen into a trap and was being plotted against.
"Andrew, get out of here."
Ignoring her struggle, Andrew smiled confidently and let her go. He slowly put on his clothes in front of her, touched his chin, looked at her a few times, and said mockingly: "I know you will definitely do it now."
If you want to kill me, Aina, don’t be stupid, marry me obediently, and I will naturally treat you well, otherwise, your reputation will be in jeopardy, and you will even lose your life!"
Seeing her dumbfounded look, Andrew smiled again and walked out, waving his hand and saying: "Remember what I said, I will give you ten days to think about it, and I will come to visit you at any time."
Seeing the door being closed, Andrew's figure disappeared, and the footsteps quickly disappeared. Aina came back to her senses and hugged her head, yelling: "Andre, what the hell are you doing?"
I'll die!..."
Christmas is coming soon, and Moning doesn’t know if she has ever experienced Christmas before, but for her, this Christmas this year should be regarded as the first Christmas, so it has special meaning.
Ji Yizheng was busy with work and had no time to accompany her on the street, so she was driven by the driver and went to the store to pick out a Christmas tree.