The contracted girlfriend of the noble young master

The keen Duanmu Jiming seemed to be aware of it. He protected Yan Xinle who was still in a state of confusion with one hand, and turned on the light on the wall with the other, and asked sharply, "Who is it?"

In an instant, the bedroom was bright.

When the person on the bed heard a very familiar voice, he woke up a little from sleepiness.She got up quickly, jumped off the warm bed, and said happily, "Arthur? You're back!"

Duanmu Jiming's tense nerves relaxed when he heard the familiar English accent.He let go of Yan Xinle, with an unprecedented gentleness on his face, he asked: "Dalena, why did you come to China?"

Darlene came to Duanmu Jiming's side, kissed him on the side, with a proud smile on his face, and said in a standard English accent: "Because you are in China! You don't know, you are not in the UK During this period of time, I was almost bored, and it happened that the school was on vacation, so I ran to China without telling those people. I didn’t expect China to be so beautiful! I must have fun here for a while.”

"You came here without telling them?" Duanmu Jiming's voice sank a little.

"Yeah, otherwise how could I come to China so easily? They will definitely send those bodyguards who are as sticky as flies to follow me, how boring it is!"

"Call back tomorrow."

"Oh."

Duanmu Jiming looked at the bed again, and his handsome eyebrows frowned.

Darlene quickly realized, and hurriedly said, "I just arrived in the afternoon, and I'm exhausted, so I'll make it here with you. Hehe, don't you drive me away."

Duanmu sacrificed to Mingnai, so he had to let her sleep for one night first.

And Yan Xinle, who was left alone, wisely chose to shut up.Of course, at first she thought it would be best to go 36 times, but Nai Duanmu Jiming didn't know if she had already guessed her actions and blocked her at the door.She could have slipped away when they talked later, but she was watching the blond girl by the light.

So she missed the best chance to slip away.

Under the light, the girl named Darlene has blond hair and a tall figure, nearly 1.7 meters by visual inspection.At this time, he was wearing pajamas, with a sly smile on his fair face.As girls, Yan Xinle can quickly feel the undisguised love and dependence from the other party's expression and language.And it's not hard to see that this girl's family background is extraordinary, standing with the stern and cool Duanmu Jiming, they are really a pair of talented and beautiful women.

Thinking about it, Yan Xinle suddenly felt a sense of discomfort and bitterness in her heart, making her thoughts very disturbed.

Because not everyone is qualified to be Cinderella, such as her.

After a while, Darlene seemed to have discovered her existence, and asked doubtfully, "Who is this?"

Yan Xinle lowered her head halfway, not knowing whether it should be his classmate or the maid.

Darlene seemed to understand something, and took Duanmu Jiming's hand. Because of the difference in height, she had to raise her head halfway and asked, "Arthur, why don't you introduce me?"

"She's just a maid here." Duanmu Jiming threw out a sentence, as if he didn't want to continue on this topic.

Yan Xinle's face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip with her upper teeth.But, soon, she returned to normal, and said in not very pure English: "Hi, I'm here... Maid, if you have anything to do, please tell me. If there is nothing else, I will first Get out." She thought, if she were to stay here for another minute, she would definitely burst out, what the hell is going on with this Duanmu Jiming!

"I studied in a Chinese class in England, so you can speak Chinese directly." Darlene smiled like an angel.

"Okay. Nothing else, I'm going out." Yan Xinle whispered, opened the door and left.

Duanmu Jiming didn't say anything to stop him, but his eyes followed the leaving figure.

(2)

Seeing Yan Xinle leave, Darlene breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.Her smile deepened a little, she hugged the other's solid body with both hands, leaned her head on her shoulders, and said, "Arthur, I really miss you."

Duanmu Jiming withdrew his gaze, looked down at the person in his arms, but felt a little irritated in his heart.

Yan Xinle returned to the bedroom, locked the door, and sat down slowly by the door.

She's just a maid here... a maid...

Suddenly, Duanmu Jiming's extremely cold words came to mind again, and she laughed mockingly.Yes, she should have known herself a long time ago. She shouldn't lose herself and forget herself because of Uncle Zhang's care for her, Yu Han's politeness to her, and the chameleon-like character of that stinky young man. identity of.

One of her and Duanmu Jiming are in the sky and the other is on the ground.Compared with her, the girl just now is more like a princess, and they are a match made in heaven.And what is she?Just an orphan of parents, just an orphan abandoned by others.She is nothing, just a maid at the behest of others!

Yan Xinle, you should wake up... You can't play this game, not at all!

She buried her head between her legs, feeling extremely tired.

In the middle of the night, on the beach outside, waves rolled, one after another.

The crescent moon hangs high, casting a faint light.

Biting cold wind gusts.

Because it is Christmas Eve, this night is destined not to be peaceful.

Seaside villa, second floor.

A slender figure walked lightly, only to see him gently open a door, and then walked in.

The door was closed again.

The thick curtains obscured the outside scenery, and the room was dark.

The visitor stood in front of the bed, quietly looking at the person lying on the bed, his hands holding the things tightened unconsciously.

Suddenly, the person on the bed turned over, clicked twice and fell asleep again.

The person came as if awakened with a start, looked away, put the things in his hand on the side counter, and looked sideways at the protrusion on the bed.It's so dark, you can't really see it.But he was fascinated.

After an unknown amount of time, he came back to his senses and walked towards the door.

Halfway through, there was a sleepy voice on the bed: "Duanmu Jiming, you bastard!"

Asshole?Is he like this in her eyes?He stopped in his tracks and looked back, his thin lips lifted up, not sure if it was a mockery or something else.

After a while, he opened the door and left.

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Suddenly, the person on the bed turned over, clicked twice and fell asleep again.

The person came as if awakened with a start, looked away, put the things in his hand on the side counter, and looked sideways at the protrusion on the bed.It's so dark, you can't really see it.But he was fascinated.

After an unknown amount of time, he came back to his senses and walked towards the door.

Halfway through, there was a sleepy voice on the bed: "Duanmu Jiming, you bastard!"

Asshole?Is he like this in her eyes?He stopped in his tracks and looked back, his thin lips lifted up, not sure if it was a mockery or something else.

After a while, he opened the door and left.