Fickle CEO

The solemn night, she called that brother, stirring people's heartstrings.

"Next time barefoot, don't come to see me again --" the low and cold voice rings out on her head. Mu Yanchen's black eyes sweep past and stare at her. His voice is low but clear and calm. "Not every time, I will take care of you so patiently."

If the first half of the night was out of control under his confusion, then now, he is sober unprecedented.

If you're crazy, you'll say that to her.

Just like too humble, so even the pain will be like death once, so he should restrain, from bit by bit, maybe he can get rid of it.

Such mu Yanchen is quite different from just now.

Lan Xi was suddenly shocked.

It was like the cool water pouring down from her head all night. She didn't know what was going on for a moment, but she didn't dare to ask again. She put on her shoes and pulled his wrist to the bed. She said in a soft voice: "brother, you sleep. I'll leave early in the morning. I'll be here to watch you. You can sleep."

It's because she shouldn't have slept so dead that she was carried from the chair to the bed without any feeling.

Obviously, mu Yanchen's body is slightly stiff.

His eyes are cold blue, don't open eyes: "put on your clothes."

Lan Xi was stunned, and then looked at his left and right shoulders. The chiffon shirt was torn off in her restless sleeping position. She was so bewildered that she didn't notice it. She quickly covered it with her hand, pressed the unnatural face, and turned to pull the belt onto her shoulder.

Last night, she actually ran to the chair, curled up in it, grabbed the blanket and covered herself.

"Brother, can you sleep at night like this?" He asked, looking at the chair, she couldn't stay up again, but she couldn't sleep easily.

Mu Yanchen's arms are on the bed, and his back is cold and cold, as if he is holding on to something.

After a long time, he got up and walked towards this side. The tall and straight figure made people feel a little frightened. Lan Xi, who had been boiling out a little sleepy, woke up again. His water eyes opened slowly and looked up at him.

"Why not be cruel?" He asked in a cold voice.

Lan Xi's face turned white.

"Do you know how it works?" Mu Yanchen slowly leans over, grabs the handle of the chair, stares at her slightly scarlet eyes, and enunciates clearly, "in fact, every time, he is a little more cruel. Even if the drug addict asks no more, he can always stop it over time. But if you can't hold on to the end every time, and you can't help it, you can't help it. If you give him a little sweet, he'll never quit. Do you understand? "

He is now, like the drug addict, maybe she walked clean and thorough, after a period of time, he may be OK.

But she came running. He was given a little hope.

Is she too simple, or does she just know how to hook his heart?

Lan Xi quietly leaned on the chair, did not speak, for a long time dumb voice trembling voice asked: "is not to say, the drug treatment method is too intense, will die?"

A word as light as a feather fell in his heart and aroused a thousand waves.

Mu Yanchen looks pale and stares at her. After a long time, his lips overflow with a sneer. His expression is despairing and powerless: "woman..."

He forgot that she was a woman, and that she had the soft nature that women share.

What's more, she was still so small and so simple that when his eyes were red, she could not bear to see it.

Slowly squat down, arms support the handle of the chair to embrace her, dangerous close: "Lan Xi, if I don't want to die, one day I will drag you to hell, you will regret your unbearable, regret giving me such an opportunity. One day I'll touch you again and kiss you. You know it's wrong, and you won't have the heart to refuse. "

It's like just now.

Just on the balcony, he hugged her and kissed her with all his heart. She could feel how he swallowed her tongue. The kiss was so careful and careful. He used the way of man to woman, from gentle to violent, from shallow taste to strong, to he completely owned her. She was trembling with tears, knowing that it was a violation, but she was reluctant to avoid it.

Her face burned so much that she was drowned in evil and evil thoughts. Lanxi grabbed the blanket and covered herself up. She bit her lips in pain: "I won't..."

She would not do such a wicked thing.

She can't mess up, Ron.

She would not go with him to the dark hell of sin.

Mu Yanchen quietly looks at a small group curled up in the blanket. She is still shaking, innocently trying to hide her fear, fear, confusion, bitterness and pain His eyes grew deeper and deeper, and he went over and burned a kiss on the back of her hand, which was holding on to the blanket.

"Lanxi Don't hate me

If there is such a day, please don't hate me.

***

in the propaganda room, the old teachers on duty are reading newspapers with glasses, and from time to time they take a drink from the tea cup nearby. When the door was pushed open and a girl came in, the old teacher looked at people through her glasses.

"Class 9 in senior three? Mulan River? " Asked the old teacher.As soon as Lan Xi entered the door, he already saw the visitor. Then he came back from the stupefied and nodded to the master.

"Your mother is here. It should be a delivery. You can sit in it or go to your dormitory. Whatever you want." The old teacher waved his hand only when the work of delivering the message had been finished.

It's supposed to be a delivery.

Lan Xi's face is black. No wonder that the teachers in the propaganda room always talk like the warden. Isn't their school just like prison?

She got up and went to the small room next to her. She saw Mo Ruqing sitting in front of the cup of warm tea.

"I'm afraid you will be wronged in the school. I'll send you some daily necessities and food," Mo Ruqing said softly, holding the table. Her beautiful face was as calm as water. By the way, she took something from her bag and put it on the table to push it. "And the money. I know Mingsheng has given a card, but it's not easy to get out of school. Where can you swipe the card everywhere? Take cash, don't you think? "

The old teacher looked up outside the door and felt strange.

On weekdays, mothers come to visit, but they are not so lonely.

"I have enough money." She definitely looked at it, raised her eyes and said.

Mo Ruqing smiles and turns the chain of her gold watch: "I know you are enough, but who gave it to you? Yan Chen

Lan Xi's eyelids immediately jumped!

"Why don't you sit down?" Mo Ruqing raised eyebrows, "we are women at least. Even if we are on the way, don't look so born. Do you think I blame you for the accident last time? Ah, Yan Chen told me about that. It has nothing to do with you. "

At the moment, Lan Xi can finally understand why mu Yanchen always has that kind of calm and cool atmosphere.

It turns out that there is such a view of heredity.

As expected, he was young and had no great determination. Lan Xi went over and sat down with his eyes on the table.

After biting her lip, she argued: "he didn't give me money."