Cold CEO With Warm Love

"Let's wash it tomorrow." Mo Xiuchen's voice is low and dumb to say, one hand probes into her clothes, the cold finger swims on the skin of Wen Yiyi.

She shuddered. The bowl in her hand almost fell down. Her face was very red. She put down the bowl and pressed his restless palm with her wet hand: "don't I'll do it in a minute. "

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, lowered his head to bite the soft meat of her ear, asked: "who had lunch with at noon?"

"Well." Wen Yiyi gently exhorted that he didn't talk to anyone, but he thought of the last lesson and immediately obediently replied: "Shen, Shen Qixiu..."

Mo Xiuchen glared at her blurred eyes, took her waist in one hand, held her up, let her legs around his waist, and those dark eyes were staring at her.

The voice is hoarse and says: "Wen Yiyi, I remember I said last time, let you stay away from him? Take my words to heart? "

"No Wen Yiyi noticed the anger in his words and quickly explained: "I refused, but..."

Before he could speak the words behind, he bent over and blocked his lips.

Mo Xiu Chen doesn't give her the rest of the explanation opportunity, a hand around her behind, will she wear of skirt untie.

……

Afterwards, Wen Yiyi leaned on him as soft as mud. He couldn't lift his strength. If it hadn't been for Mo Xiuchen, he would have fallen to the ground.

The air is full of beautiful taste, can't disperse.

Mo Xiu Chen is looking at the scarlet of her ear root, the Mou color is tiny deep.

"Never again." He said in a low voice, stooping to pick her up and walking towards the sofa.

Wen Yiyi buried his small face in his chest, listening to the heartbeat from his chest, the palm of his hand was a little hot.

Knowing what he meant next time, she pursed her lips and said in a dull voice, "I see."

But If Shen Qixiu really wants to take her away, no matter how she refuses, it's useless.

Like to know what he thought in his heart, Mo Xiuchen said: "next time he goes to the school gate to block you, just call me directly, I'll pick you up."

"Well..." Wen Yiyi nodded and looked down at him.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her all the time, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and asked her eyes with light vapor: "angry?"

It's OK not to say that. As soon as Wen Yiyi is mentioned, he will get angry.

She stares at him, accuses a way: "Mo Xiu Chen, you are really good overbearing! They don't listen to my explanation, just treat me like that... "

And every time she wanted to explain, she was interrupted by him before she could speak.

It's clear that she and Shen Qixiu just have a common meal, and there is nothing. But when he does that, it seems that there is something between her and Shen Qixiu.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her hairy appearance and couldn't help but smile. He rubbed her head with his big palm. "Who let you go with him and let people take photos?"

If he hadn't been secretly photographed and sent a picture to his mobile phone, he wouldn't have known about it, and she wouldn't have been bullied for two hours by him.

Wen Yiyi was stunned and caught the key words in his words: "what did you get?"

Mo Xiuchen took the mobile phone from the tea table, and then she gave it to her.

Wen Yiyi confusedly takes over the mobile phone, looks down, and sees that the photo stopped by Shen Qixiu is sent by text message outside the school gate at noon.