Dear wife: please be gentle, president

"I don' t believe that you don' t feel anything." He repeatedly provoked her, provoking her, and seducing her heart." I taught you how to teach you step by step. How could you not feel anything? "

Fu qing couldn' t take it anymore. She hugged his shoulders tightly and gasped heavily, as if she had done the same thing as him. When she was enduring his entry, she finally said to him," but how can I be so stubborn to be with you even if your family doesn' t agree?" "

What she was saying was just some beautifying words. It wasn't that she didn't agree, but grandma ye seemed to be cursing this relationship ... She couldn't ignore it ...

Ye yiyi smiled brightly." That's good. Just tell me that you don' t care about me at all, and you don' t even care about adding a few more wounds to my heart. You can follow their wishes and leave me. "

He moved to her one by one and said word by word to her that he was passionate and clear-headed. This was a complicated matter. No one else could do it, nor could he learn it. Only this man could do it, so he was ye yimo.

Of course, she couldn' t answer the question. It was because she couldn' t let go that she was so conflicted now.

At this moment, she was so tortured by his violent movements that she could hardly stand. If he hadn't grabbed her body with one hand and held her back from falling, she would have slipped down. Fu qing gradually felt that even his eyes were starting to relax, but the thorn in his heart still hurt her.

"Even if we don' t care now, this thorn will still hurt us sooner or later ..." Fu qing said quietly.

Ye yimo looked at her and suddenly lowered his voice. "

As he finished speaking, he entered her in a profound manner.

Fu qing hugged him tightly and squeezed several blood stains on his back with his fingers. With a muffled moan from her throat, she couldn' t even tell if it was because of his words or his actions.

The night was spent in the private lounge in the cubicle of mo yichen's office.

The space was just like a person, even if it was just a private lounge, just using black and white colors was inevitably tainted with the unique aura of night to ink: low-key luxury, invisible publicity.

When I woke up, it was late.

She rested her hand on her forehead and recalled the tense conversation she had with ye yimo in the evening.

At the end of his memory, it was frozen in the moment that ye yimo had bullied her in the office and left. He carried her to the lounge of the cubicle with one hand and asked him in a panic while gasping for air," what else do you want to do?" When he endured the pain of desire, he replied fiercely," what do you think I want to do?!" "

At that moment, fu qing looked at the man and looked at his side profile. She didn' t know if she was more afraid of the madness that was about to come, or was she even more surprised to see such an unflappable ye yimo.

Ye yimo would never lose her cool, except for her.

Even if he was forced to hold a bad hand, he still had the courage to calm down and think of a way to play a trump card was ye yimo.

It was probably because of this moment of absent-mindedness that fu qing suddenly felt a softness in a corner of his heart.

Fu qing propped up his left hand and sat up.when he lowered his head, he saw that the red marks on his chest had already bloomed like blood droplets, and it was outrageous to let loose the waves.

Suddenly, a low voice sounded.

Fu qing jumped in fright and looked up to see that the person standing by the windowsill was the mastermind of the night.

The moon was bright and the stars were thin. Mo yichen was standing by the windowsill at night. Behind the large glass floor-to-ceiling windows, the night view of the entire city could be seen. From afar, he looked like he was standing in the clouds, half gray and half dark. He couldn' t see clearly, and a white shirt was draped loosely over his body. In his hand, he was holding a half-smoked cigarette. Occasionally, a little bit of smoke fell on the floor and dust fell on the ground. The moonlight shone on the floor, making people very lonely.

'I won't apologize. "

He suddenly opened his mouth and looked straight at her. He repeated," I won't apologize for what I did to you tonight. "

...""

Ye yimo was indeed ye yimo.

At a time like this, he actually had the attitude of" I did what I did, so what do you think?" He deserved to be abused by his wife!

"I told you what I should have said just now. The man raised his hand and took a puff of his cigarette, as if he had no desire." I know grandmother's attitude, and most of it has nothing to do with my mother. After all, they are elders, and I don't care what they say. So, all this time, I thought I could do it as long as I was strong enough ... It's not like this. "

Pay up, listen up, it's quiet.

"I have just said something false. "

Under the moonlight, she looked pure and quiet. She had a lotus flower that didn' t stain the dust. Even though her chest was red and bright, fu qing had such a temperament. She could be charming and not evil, and she was even more refreshing.

She looked at him and quietly told him something that was enough to shake him." I just said that the thing about going to france was fake. Su man is currently busy dating, so why would she have the time to call me? I struggled outside for a long time and thought of a lot of reasons. There are many reasons to be with you. Some told me that I must leave, but in the end, I chose the worst ..."

The burning smoke burned until his hand felt pain, and ye yimo finally came back to his senses.

Fu qing simply said a few words, but he clearly felt that she was not only talking a few words, she was clearly telling a long story.

Such a story, a summary of her feelings for him never cared about, how could it be a short story that just a word or two?

"I never thought of giving up on you ..." She said to him." I never, really. "

She tilted her head. Even though her body had suffered a heavy blow from him, she was still honest with him." Ye yimo, from the start, I' ve already decided that you' re my life and no one else has broken into my heart ... But I still can' t face the gap between us. "