Hard to escape: first young lady of the luxury family

"Miss you!" he Liancheng suddenly became gentle after her endless explanation. He lowered his head and lay on her shoulder, whispering in her ear.

Mo Xiaowen blushed at the moment of this affectionate confession. The man actually had warmth, but would he miss a woman bought with money? Why doesn't she believe it?

He looked up again with a warm look in his eyes, "I miss you!"

Then he bowed his head

"Woo..." Mo Xiaowen responded unconsciously.

Heliancheng had many women, but this Mo Xiaoyu, God is really very kind to her. Everything she was born with is so perfect.

He Liancheng could hardly find bones in the woman who didn't look fat.

Mo Xiaowen looked into his eyes. "Did you stay up late these days? What happened?" she inadvertently found that his eyes had thick black circles. What happened to this man?

"No!" helenchen put her down, took two goblets, poured two glasses of red wine, and handed her one.

Mo Xiaowen puts on her loose pajamas and takes over the red wine glass.

Mo Xiaoya looks at he Liancheng. She doesn't know why. She always thinks that this man has a lot of secrets.

She really wanted to know, but she didn't dare to ask. She was afraid that the sentence angered him

He Liancheng sipped the red wine, then came to the window with a cigarette and took a look at Mo Xiaowen. "Are you cold? If it's cold, go back and lie down..."

Mo Xiaowen shook his head, followed him to his back, "give me one..."

He Liancheng stared at her, "why don't you learn well?"

Mo Xiaowen showed an awkward smile on her face. "It seems that I haven't been better with you!" she didn't know whether she was mocking him or herself.

He Liancheng was stunned, then smiled and handed the cigarette to her, "can you?"

Mo Xiaowen shook her head. "No, I haven't eaten pork. I've seen pigs run!" then she took the cigarette.

She looked at the night facing the window and lit a cigarette slowly

"Cough..." she coughed a few times without gasping.

Helian admitted that he was really watching Mo Xiaoyu.

Her curly hair was scattered, and her pajamas wrapped her petite body.

With a cigarette in her mouth, she seemed to have a gift for smoking. Soon, she began to swallow clouds and smoke into the sky.

"Mo Xiaoyu, no, you've learned it, haven't you?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded faintly. "So what? Who hasn't been in youth?" Mo Xiaoyu picked his eyebrow

... soon, after smoking one, she stuck out the cigarette end and turned away.

Walking barefoot on the floor, she visited his room seriously for the first time, because she had no time to be thrown in or dragged in and start "work".

The appearance of the bedroom and the whole villa is the same as that of the living room. They are extremely luxurious European style. Originally, they were blue and white, but now they have added a lot of pink decorations.

There is a little freshness in luxury.

There are many warm night lights in the room. Can she narcissistic think that this is prepared for fear of her fear?

Forget it, how can this scum be so intentional? It's impossible.

The curtain is the latest model she saw in the magazine. It's light milky yellow and noble embroidery. It dances in front of the huge French window. It's perfect here.

Mo Xiaowen leaned against the wall. With a slight stroke of her hand, she accidentally touched a button. The wall behind her began to move. She was so frightened that she jumped aside.

In this way, a super big bookcase appeared in front of her.