Fickle CEO

Her silence was driving him crazy.

Mu Yan Chen's eyes were cold and cold, and he bowed his head to kiss him down.

The tears that she held in her eyes suddenly fell down and covered his mouth with her little hand in a panic: "you don't want to Don't say it again! You and I have no future

Mu Yanchen's heart stabs.

She sobbed and dodged, but the tip of her tongue was still sucking hard. His kiss fell on the corner of her mouth, cheek, and up to her eyes full of tears. A little bit of it contained her, sucking with a seemingly rough but gentle force. At the beginning, she was still scared and struggling, and finally, she struggled It was found that he did not act aggressively.

Startled and sour in the chest, she tried to resist the small hand also no strength, trembling badly, the whole person soft in his arms, let his kiss cover her.

"I know I know it. Don't remind me so much. " Mu Yan Chen Mou son precipitation huge pain, dumb voice said, eyes light scarlet as blood.

He would not force her into a hopeless future before he was sure of her true will.

Holding her in his arms, his hands touched her wet and cold face. He said in a low voice: "I don't force you, Lanxi Don't push me any more. "

He was not so steady, so steady that he could be stimulated by her and still.

He was not so strong, as long as he saw her tears, fear, resistance He couldn't bear it.

"I want to go back to school..." She shuddered.

Mu Yanchen's upright figure froze: "it's too late today..."

"I don't want to live here..." Her wet eyelashes blinked and her face closed between his fingers, protesting with a trace of weeping.

Palm again hold her cheek, Mu Yan Chen cold eyes bow head, whisper: "I won't do to you."

***

late at night, she suddenly woke up hopelessly and couldn't sleep.

Without proper slippers, she went to the window, opened a window to see, even the starry sky was strange.

Lan Xi looked at it for a while.

Then she looked down and went to the cupboard beside the bed and found a slightly larger, brand-new long sleeve shirt cover, which just covered her hips. She rolled up her sleeves and wanted to go out to find out where the toilet was.

But I didn't expect to see another light when I opened the door.

She was stunned at the door and her long eyelashes trembled. She decided to open the door and look at the past. The light came from the study -

the door was half closed.

A handsome figure is sitting on a swivel chair with blood in her eyes. Her cold eyes continue to study a revised planning book. She has a cup of black coffee for three times. The time at the bottom of the computer screen prompts the time at 03:40 in the night.

Hold up the coffee and pass it to your mouth. When you touch your lips, you will find that you have seen the bottom.

Mu Yan Chen stopped, cold eyes raised, but suddenly with the study on the corridor outside the slender eyes collided.

His eyelids jumped.

Want to get up in the past, but suddenly caught a glimpse of her feet on the cold floor, his face sank, took the suit coat at hand, opened the door of the study, walked over, and threw the suit under her feet.

"It's too cold to step on and talk." When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was terrible.

The shock in Lan Xi's heart has not yet dispersed.

She was still thinking about how he spent the whole day with her in the evening, what to do with the company, and now she saw it. Looking down again, he saw his handmade limited edition suit made in Italy, so he threw it under her feet.

Her face was pale and cold, and she resisted the bitterness of her heart and turned her head away.

He's good, she doesn't want it.

Mu Yanchen's face sank again.

Without words, he grabbed her wrist, pulled up in a sudden pull, circled his neck, and then leaned over. His other hand reached under her two smooth legs and lifted her in the air.