Cold CEO With Warm Love

She looked at the vegetables in the refrigerator, felt her hungry flat stomach, and her dark eyes turned around. Finally, she took a cucumber and washed it clean, and then she began to chew it.

It's very loud in the kitchen.

Fortunately, there is no instant food in the refrigerator, and there are some fruits on the tea table in the living room. Wen Yiyi picked an apple and took it back to the room.

After a half night's sleep in the afternoon, she is now full of energy and not sleepy at all.

Putting the apple on the table, Wen Yiyi takes out the design drawing and pen from his schoolbag, then sits at the table and starts to think about how to design the diamond ring for the competition.

But there was nothing in my mind.

While gnawing at the apple, she took her mobile phone to search the design of some diamond rings on Baidu, and her eyes focused on the mobile phone screen.

Occasionally came a little inspiration, took a pen to draw on the drawing.

She devoted herself wholeheartedly to it, and didn't find out when the door of the room was pushed open or when there was one more person behind her.

Mo Xiuchen stood behind her and looked down at her.

Wen Yiyi's small white hand holds the pen, curls up with ten fingers, and draws on the drawing, drawing a soft line.

If you don't draw correctly, bite your lips and think about where you draw incorrectly.

She couldn't think of it. She was so annoyed that she made a lot of graffiti. Then she kneaded the drawing and threw it on the table to vent her unhappiness.

It's really cute.

Mo Xiu Chen involuntarily hooks lip to smile lightly.

Behind him came low laughter, let Wen Yiyi body slightly stiff.

She turned her head and looked at the man who didn't know when to appear behind her.

After looking at him for a long time, he hesitated and asked, "you When did you come in? "

How long has he been standing behind her?

"What do you say?" He did not answer rhetorical questions.

Deep eyes staring at her, eyeground flashing different emotions.

See wenyiyi heart inexplicably some acceleration, fawn bumping like.

He has been in for a long time, but she has been focusing on the design draft, and didn't find out when he came in.

Wen Yiyi glanced at him with small eyes, bit his red lips gently, and asked, "that It's very late. Won't you go back to bed? "

Said, Wen Yiyi picked up the phone to see the time.

It's almost twelve o'clock.

Mo Xiu Chen light smile for a while, the lip Cape slowly starts.

He leaned slightly, took her thin shoulder in his long white hand, pulled her out of the chair and held her in his arms with a little effort.

With, Mo Xiu Chen lowers a head to gather to the ear side of Wen Yi Yi, thin lip petal tiny Zhang: "sleep together?"

Perhaps because of his hoarse voice, the quiet air has become a bit ambiguous.

Wen Yiyi's cheek flushed, looked up at him, and his voice hummed like a mosquito: "but I'm not sleepy..."

She has been sleeping for an afternoon and half a night. Now she is in great spirits and can't sleep.

"Well?" Mo Xiuchen rushed at her for a while, and his tone floated upward. Looking at her eyes, he didn't have deep meaning: "since you can't sleep, do something meaningful..."

When he said the word "meaningful", he made a special pause and emphasized his tone.

He is so obvious, how can Wen Yiyi not know the hidden meaning in his words.