99 billion brides

Chapter 1505 1525: Just a vixen (3)

The woman on the bed laughed, and got into the quilt, leaving only one head exposed.

After the man went to bed, he lifted the quilt and covered him...

During the day, Emily didn't see Ou Ze again. She went to ask the servants, but the servants didn't know anything.

The servants really didn't know that the second floor was Miss Yun's private territory, and it was considered a restricted area. Except for the housekeeper, no one was allowed to go up there without orders.

So except for the housekeeper, no one knew that Ou Ze was on the second floor.

The butler, Dudley, came here. He hadn't seen Mr. Ou come down after waiting for a long time, and he already guessed what might have happened. The lonely man and the widow stayed in the room all day. If they didn't burn firewood, wouldn't they be able to drink coffee and chat! ?
Because it was the owner's privacy, the housekeeper naturally couldn't disclose a word, so when Emily came to ask him, he could only lie, saying that Mr. Ou had something to leave the island temporarily.

Emily was skeptical, but felt that the housekeeper didn't need to lie to her, so she believed it...

There was prepared wine and food in the room on the second floor, so there was no need to go downstairs. After night fell, Mingyuan finally woke up. She lay on the edge of the bed, staring at the tall man's back in front of the wine cabinet.

Lie Ying was wearing a white bathrobe and was pouring wine. After pouring, he took a sip, turned around casually and saw that the woman was awake, so he raised his glass with his lips curled up: "Do you want it?"

"..." Ming Yuan shook her head, she squinted her eyes, moved her limp body, and pressed her face against the bed, "Bring me a cigarette..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was very hoarse, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Do you smoke?" The man came back with a wine glass in his hand, frowning.

"You don't smoke?" Ming Yuan asked back.

"No smoking." He has no habit of smoking.

"Bring me one..." She pointed to the coffee table in front of the sofa and motioned for him.

The man remained silent. Even though he didn't want her to smoke, he still took the cigarette and handed it to her. After all, it's not a short-term thing to want to quit smoking alone.

Mingyuan took out one from the cigarette case, put it on skillfully, then leaned against the bedside with the quilt, and smoked one after another.

The man stood in front of the bed with one arm folded around his chest, holding a wine glass in one hand, the dark red liquid in the glass was like the blood in his eyes at the moment.

"Smoking is equivalent to slow suicide..." He said in a deep voice, his brows furrowed.

"I've been smoking for so many years, I'm going to die!" The woman dismissed it, and after smoking one, she lit another.

This time, she didn't rush to smoke, but held up the cigarette, staring at the flame of the cigarette butt, as if lost in thought.

"You said, why do people live?..." After a long time, she asked suddenly, her beautiful eyes staring at the cigarette butt for a moment, like admiring a work of art.

Lie Ying's eyes flashed, but he didn't answer, but put down his wine glass, took the cigarette from her hand, and then wringed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

"Stop smoking, go to sleep." He hooked her waist, gently moved her, and laid her flat on the bed.

"Can't sleep..." Ming Yuan pursed her lips. Under the light, she smiled self-deprecatingly. She still had insomnia, and it seemed that she would only enter a deep sleep after the passion.

"Can't sleep?" The man curled up his thin lips, his eyes were deep, and there was fire dancing. He lifted the quilt from her body, turned over and pressed her down, and stroked the smooth skin around her waist with his fingertips.

However, Ming Yuan grabbed his hand.

"Why?" Fierce Eagle raised her eyebrows, with a puzzled face, usually she would be very active and enthusiastic at such times, why now...

(End of this chapter)