The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 394 Like a Husband, Like a Wife

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Bamboo Sea Garden Villa.

Ling Kexin stood at the door, watching the impeccably handsome man lock the car door, striding forward with a beige windbreaker hanging on his arm.

"Baby, what are you doing at the door to catch the cold wind?" Mo Erye asked with a smile before reaching Ling Kexin.

Ling Kexin was wearing a high-necked white sweater, a black leather skirt, her hair was loosely pulled, her mouth was pursed, she raised her arm, and pointed to the famous Vacheron Constantin watch on her left hand.

"How long has it been?"

Mo Erye approached, pinched her chin, and narrowed his eyes, "I watched it for more than half an hour."

"You have the nerve to say so."

"Accidentally, I sent a person home."

"Male and female?"

"female."

"Hey!" Ling Kexin glared at him, half annoyed, "You are so honest, did you fall in love at first sight?"

"That's right." Mo Erye said with a hint of interest in his heart, "She is very beautiful, like a movie star, with a charming smile, and an unusually sweet and mellow voice. It really... fell in love at first sight."

After hearing this, Ling Kexin frowned slightly, then rolled her eyes, and smiled, "Okay, this just shows that you have great vision and elegant taste. I am very lucky to have such a man! As the saying goes, if you have a husband, you must have one His wife! If you are close to vermilion, you will be red, if you are close to ink, you will be black..."

"Hey! Wife." A certain man's expression froze, "If you don't have a husband, you must have a wife..."

Ling Kexin raised her hand to stop, "Listen to me, I am honored to be with you, and I will learn from you! Don't worry, I will not restrain you, nor will I be jealous, I am very happy! Haha... Both of us free!"

"Little fairy!" Mo Erye picked her up, hugged her horizontally, kicked the door behind him, and then sat on the sofa with her in his arms.

"Why haven't I seen you jealous? Wife, have you never loved me?"

The wife is not jealous, and the man is deeply frustrated.

"Childish!" Ling Kexin broke his hand and turned to get down without answering him, "Hurry up and have dinner."

"No, you have to say something to me!" Mo Erye tightened his grip on her waist, and let her sit with her legs apart.

"What?"

One of the man's hands became restless and slipped from her waist to her thigh...

There is heating in the room, it's as warm as spring, Ling Kexin didn't wear much, the man's hand easily slipped to where he wanted, and he said ambiguously, "Say a word...you love me!"

Ling Kexin grabbed his hands, raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Don't even think about it!"

"These two words, I think you are jealous." After that, he naughtily nibbled her plump body through her clothes.

Ling Kexin's cheeks flushed, she grabbed his ear, and said with a false sense of authenticity: "Mo Erye, if you want to change your taste, you must tell me earlier, I will prepare a bottle of vinegar for you."

"Little goblin, you just like what I don't like!" Mo Erye seemed annoyed, and turned over domineeringly and pressed her on the sofa, "Tell me, do you love me?"

"I don't love..." Ling Kexin spoke hard, wanted to laugh, but held back.

The man tore off the belt and tied her hands in a mischievous way. Ling Kexin struggled, but he turned her over with a smirk, pulled up her skirt, took off her underwear, patted her snow-white buttocks, and ordered: "Say !"

"Don't even think about it... Ah! Devil, you are really trying hard."

"Papa..." The beating was really loud, and the buttocks became red after two blows.

The color was so gorgeous and so alluring, the man tensed all of a sudden, his breath was short of breath, and he leaned over the woman's ear, panting heavily, "Baby, tell me something nice."

"Don't be so lecherous, okay?"

This man killed her, and his fingers kept pulling at her sensitive places. She wanted to avoid it but twisted her body, as if she was trying to refuse, the numbing current in her body was rampant, and she couldn't control herself from moaning.

Her hands were tied, her limbs were curled up into an ambiguous posture under the control of the man, the light in the living room was still bright, and her lower body was exposed in front of the man, even if Ling Kexin was the mother of the child, her face was still as red as cooked shrimp.

"Let go, stinking man, pervert..." The scolding was really ecstasy.

"If you don't tell me, I'll have sex." The man grumbled with his Adam's apple and let out a low laugh.

"You said it, you are even more perverted." I really understand.

The man smiled even bigger, bit her earlobe, and murmured softly, "Honey, I only love you."

"Hmm..." Ling Kexin sighed comfortably.

Men like to listen to her ###, watching her beautiful eyes getting more and more blurred, let go of their restraints, grab her waist, and let her snow-white poke hard towards him...

After a fierce battle, the man's passion was very high. He was wearing a shirt, hugging his wife, facing the hot pot on the table, and began to feed his wife.

"I'll do it myself." Ling Kexin turned around to get down.

The man won't let him, the wife is so fragrant, especially after the love, she exudes a fragrance that makes him deeply obsessed, the soft fragrance is hugged in his arms, the food is delicious, and he can eat tofu at any time.

Having been in love with this man for more than half a year, Ling Kexin sometimes still can't let go, this man is getting more and more presumptuous, every time the child is not at home, and Lu Qiaoer is not at night, his boldness will surprise her.

No, after she was tossed about by him for a while, her lower part was still naked, so he let her sit on his lap.

What's worse, he drank too much, and when he got interested, he wanted to hug her...

"Yeah, let me eat some." As soon as he picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, the man rushed down, and the meat fell off his mouth.

Ling Kexin wanted to turn around and hit him, but he bit her neck from behind. The meal was hot and commotion...

The days with a lover are very sweet, but the days without a lover are lonely.

Mo Yiting is lonely, but that is the appearance. Now she feels more and more fulfilled in her heart. At the same time, she pursues a truth-keep yourself busy so that you don't think about it.

She goes to work during the day, sometimes goes to the orphanage at night, and goes to Xiangshan on weekends. The schedule is so full.

While sleeping, she talked to the Chinese zodiac signs on the bed cabinet, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

Today is the weekend. When she came back from the orphanage, it was very late. After taking a shower, she looked at the computer for a while, listened to music, and chatted with friends.

Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, she turned off the computer, picked up a zodiac monkey, put it next to the pillow, and lay down smiling.

"Qiao Hou, how are you in the south? Is there any danger? Why don't you contact me?" She nodded her head and said to herself.

Qiao Zhenzhong is a monkey. If she hadn't looked carefully, she would not have known that Qiao Zhenzhong had engraved a line on the base - Monkey who loves you.

This monkey is carved vividly, and its gesture of scratching its head and ears is very realistic.

But Mo Yiting didn't think it looked like Qiao Zhenzhong at all. She once arranged the twelve zodiac signs in a row, looked at them carefully while lying on the table, and thought that the one that looked like him should be the horse, which was arrogant and unruly... …

"Ringling..." Mo Yiting just squinted her eyes when the mobile phone on the bed cabinet rang, she picked it up casually, and saw that the caller ID was He Xiaoxiao who hadn't contacted for a long time, and immediately got up from the bed.

"Xiao Xiao?" His tone was strange, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

"Yi Ting... sleep?" He Xiaoxiao's voice was a little hoarse, as if his throat was dry and congested after being tired.

"not yet."

"Want to see the stars?"

Are there any stars tonight?Mo Yiting blinked, got out of bed and opened the curtains, squinting to look at the sky... There were indeed a few sparkling, sporadic ones scattered like broken crystals.

It may be too late, the night sky of the city has become dusty, and the sky has become much cleaner.

"Where are you?"

"It's downstairs." He Xiaoxiao looked at the window on the fourth floor, and he saw her.

With long black hair and a white nightgown, the face wrapped in black hair is clear, and the eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky, shining brightly.

After a while, the light on the window went out, and a white figure rushed out of the corridor quickly. The cold wind blew her long hair, revealing her bright smile.

"It's really cold," Mo Yiting breathed out, got into the car with a slight smile, and turned to look at He Xiaoxiao in the driver's seat, "Are...are you okay?"

He Xiaoxiao pursed his lips, his eyes were warm, and there was a touch of tenderness, "I'm fine, I just can't sleep."

Mo Yiting took off her white ultra-thin down jacket and put it on her lap, raised her hand to stroke her long hair casually, pulled out an elastic tendon on her wrist to tie it up, and said with a smile, "Let's go then, I'll watch the stars with you."

Everything she did in front of her was so natural, her smile was sweet and beautiful, and she was no longer as shy as before.

He Xiaoxiao looked at her, feeling a little lost suddenly.

He suppressed the strange feeling and started the car. During this journey, he didn't say much. On the contrary, Mo Yiting kept telling stories about the children in the orphanage.

When she talked about the children, her eyes were bright and the smile on her lips was warm, which showed how much she liked those children.

"Yi Ting," when he came to the river, He Xiaoxiao stopped the car and didn't get off directly. He half turned around and looked at Mo Yiting with the light from outside, "How are you?"

Mo Yiting blinked, as if confused, "Aren't I fine?" She opened her hand, clenched her fist again, and made a powerful and fit movement.

"Qiao Zhenzhong...he called me." He Xiaoxiao spoke hesitantly.

"When?" Mo Yiting was surprised.

"Before he leaves."

"what did he say?"

"Say I like you, don't let me bully you again."

"Haha..." Mo Yiting waved her hands freely, laughing loudly, "He is so stupid. I never thought he was stupid before, but he was just annoying, so annoying that people wanted to strangle him to death! Now I think he is so stupid ... He even called you, and you never bullied me."

Really bullied, I will not suffer for so long.

Don't cry or make trouble in front of outsiders, just pretend to be strong!Six years of longing for love and longing, all in exchange for a dream, who can easily wave his hands and laugh it off?

She, Mo Yiting, cried in those days, but she hid in bed and cried.

That time when I cried by the river, and almost stepped over the fence, it was also a stupid time...

At that time, tears were streaming down his face, heart-piercing, and he was accidentally caught by Qiao Zhenzhong.

It was better to be caught by Qiao Zhenzhong than to be caught by He Xiaoxiao himself, because he was still elegant and free and easy in front of He Xiaoxiao.

"Yi Ting, you've changed." After pondering for a long time, He Xiaoxiao suddenly said again.

Mo Yiting smiled, "I just found out today?"

"It's because I usually ignore too much," He Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand hesitantly, and gently covered Mo Yiting's hand on the clothes, "You have become stronger now, I am very happy to see you like this. "

Mo Yiting lowered her eyelashes, looking at his white and slender hands, his palms were very warm.

I really don't understand, how could her heart beat so fast when his hand touched her skin?And the slightest warmth spreads directly to the heart through the skin.

He is Zheng Miaomiao's man, but his heartstrings will still vibrate because of him.

The nose suddenly felt a little sore, Mo Yiting pulled out her hand rationally, turned around and opened the door, blinked, letting the cold wind dry her eye sockets, then turned her head with a smile, "Come down, didn't you mean to watch the stars?"

Standing side by side on the river bank, Mo Yiting glanced at the high place where she once stood, laughed at herself, and looked up at the sky.

"Do you think the stars look good today?"

He Xiaoxiao also raised his head, tenderness slid across his handsome face, "It looks good."

As soon as the words were finished, the phone in his pocket rang. He took it out to look, and turned it off with his finger. Mo Yiting turned her head with a smile, "Why didn't you answer it?"

"It's too late." Answering the phone has something to do with time?

"Yi Ting, come." He Xiaoxiao seemed to be very natural, he stretched out his hand and pulled Mo Yiting to sit on the bench. Coincidentally, Mo Yiting had sat on this chair several times.

But today, the male lead is not the annoying Qiao Zhenzhong who follows her every time.

"Is it cold?" Seeing Mo Yiting sitting down with her hands in her sleeves, He Xiaoxiao asked with concern.

"Fortunately, it's not cold." Mo Yiting smiled.

She didn't know that she didn't put her hands together because she was cold, but she was afraid that He Xiaoxiao would touch him again.

Can she say that she hasn't completely let go?The man who had been chasing him for six years suddenly sat next to him, and it was a lie that there was nothing strange in his heart.

It's just that she is trying to let go now!

He Xiaoxiao took a long woolen plaid scarf from his neck, and gently wrapped it around Mo Yiting's neck. Mo Yiting was startled, and looked at him with dull and puzzled eyes.

"I bought it when I was studying in the UK, and I have always liked it," He Xiaoxiao said.

Mo Yiting smelled a clean and elegant fragrance that belonged to him, and her face became slightly hot. She tried her best to suppress the extravagant hope of raising her head, and smiled softly, "Is it a gift for me?"

"Keep it if you like it."

"If I remember correctly, this is the first time I got something that belongs to you."

"Yi Ting, I'm sorry."

"Don't talk about it, as long as you are happy, I will be happy," Mo Yiting began to speculate sensitively, "Do you want to go back to England to get married?"

"Have the idea."

"I will congratulate you."

Mo Yiting smiled, her fair face shone brilliantly under the light, her black pupils, her straight nose, and her slightly trembling lips.

Especially her eyes, at this moment, were so bright that they were covered with a layer of mist, captivating one's heart and soul.