Hey Girl, You Are So Sweet

Lin Mubei rubbed his forehead with his palm and murmured, "are they really good to me... They always use me as a tool to consolidate their power."

Ye Sitong guessed who they meant here. He just thought he was wronged. He comforted him softly: "parents are good for their children. Although they have a tough attitude on some things, they are good at heart."

But Lin Mubei didn't listen. The pressure in his heart was getting heavier and heavier, like a weight hanging there, pulling bit by bit.

"I don't have a father. I've almost forgotten his appearance. He's always busy and it's hard to see one or two sides all year round." Lin Mubei half squinted and his eyes drifted. "When I was a child, I wanted to see him every day and get his praise. I even wanted to tell him a little thing, just to stay with him longer."

"But he is always mean, you know? He has a wife at home and gave birth to a son. I didn't know it until later. Every time I go out, someone always points out behind my back and says how shameless I am. Until once, the children in the school scolded me and I beat him."

"He cried to find the teacher, can you guess the result?" Lin Mubei laughed loudly, but the laughter was lonely and sad in Ye Sitong.

"Did he criticize you?" Ye Sitong answered.

Lin Mubei shook his head and couldn't speak. The man gave birth to him and raised him with money. He was not willing to give him even a little warmth, but he always had to put on the false attitude of being a loving father. He clearly abandoned him. It's ridiculous!

Ye Sixi was facing Lin Mubei, who was suddenly silent. He didn't know what to say. Lin Mubei seemed to be asleep.

Ye Sitong was surprised. She didn't expect that President Lin, who is very beautiful on the face, would be called Lin Mubei of Lin Shao. She would be an illegitimate child. It seems that she has never understood this man.

He is overbearing, bossy, cold and cruel. She only knows these aspects, but she forgets the carefulness and tenderness hidden in him, as well as the sadness and pain that can't be told to others. The scenes of getting along with Lin Mubei flashed through her mind. Ye Sixi suddenly felt that she didn't pay attention to too much.

Lin Mubei hung his head and lost his usual arrogant appearance. Ye Sitong was distressed for him. He still liked to see his spirit. Even if his face was cold, he wouldn't be so depressed as he is now.

"Aren't you all right now? With Lin, you can follow your own path, and you're fighting. Don't think so much. Have a good rest, okay?" the wind blew in. Ye Sixi felt a cold on his neck. He got up and went to close the window. Before pulling the curtain, he felt that his body was surrounded by a warm embrace, and the smell of wine filled his body.

The breath was in my ear. It brushed over my ears. It was itchy. There was a lump on my skin. My hand pulling the curtain was loose and almost slipped down.

Looking at the heavy night outside the window and the weak street lamp standing alone on the roadside, she subconsciously felt that tonight might not be so stable.

"What's the matter?" Yesi Tong asked him in a soft voice, trying to calm down. He coaxed him like a child: "I didn't go. I'll close the window and I'll go when you fall asleep."

Lin Mubei didn't speak. He pulled her over directly. A bright light flashed in his eyes that were always invisible. He leaned over and kissed her lips, gently pried off her lips and teeth, smelling of wine and a little sobering tea.

Ye Sitong didn't struggle, and even took the initiative to cooperate with him. A kiss deepened, and Lin Mubei's hand rushed in from the hem of his clothes.

Ye Sitong's breath was uneven, but he still didn't forget to remind: "the window... The curtain didn't pull..."

The night is charming, and the beauty is also charming. Who seduces who and who is willing to commit a crime. It is impossible to know that the time of this night is like static in that joy.

The sun came in from the window and fell on the black-and-white lattice bed and on the intertwined two people.

As soon as Lin Mubei woke up, he felt bursts of pain in his brain. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He was surprised that there seemed to be another person on the bed.

Lin Mubei opened the quilt and saw Ye Sitong lying on his side without inch wisps. His snow-white arm was still around his waist. He slept soundly, and his body was covered with Dark Kiss marks, blue and purple.

Lin Mubei held his hand and paused. He remembered that ye Sitong helped him back to the room last night, and then... He kept her? He also said a lot of things he didn't have. It's crazy!

Lin Mubei's slightly raised head collapsed, his eyes closed, like infinite regret. The scene of two people entangled together last night flashed in my mind. It was so marrow eating and knowledgeable.

Ye Sitong vaguely touched his mobile phone. Unexpectedly, he touched a hard thing. Lin Mubei's low voice came from his ear: "wake up?"

Ye Sitong took half a beat to react. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found his hand touching Lin Mubei's upper body. His face turned red and hurriedly retracted his hand.

Lin Mubei's face was not good. He was just touched twice and felt a fire in his lower abdomen. He held back and asked hoarsely, "why didn't you refuse last night?"

They made three rules at the beginning. She said very firmly that she couldn't touch her, but last night, why didn't she refuse?

Ye Sitong looked at his face timidly, and his heart was also messy. Won't he play a disorderly play after drinking at this time?

However, in fact, Lin Mubei's wine is still very reliable. He didn't wait for ye Sitong's answer. He saw that she had been staring at herself with some fear and expectation. He blurted out a question: "are you in love with me?"

Ye Sitong nodded silently. She still couldn't forget the passion of last night. It was like this. If she didn't fall in love with him, what would it be?

Lin Mubei is silent. Such silence makes Ye Sitong feel afraid. The residual temperature in the quilt is still there. She has been so frank. What will Lin Mubei say? He loves her mother, too? Or not?

Ye Sitong was thinking. Lin Mubei looked at her uneasy face and said coldly after a long time: "the agreement between us is over. Let's go."

Ye Sitong was stunned and asked, "what?"

"From now on, you are no longer Mrs. Lin, and you don't have to act with me. It's all over." Lin Mubei said word by word: "you'll leave here this afternoon."

Ye Sixi's mind suddenly went blank. She murmured, "why?"

"It was just a game. Now I'm tired and it's over."

Ye Sitong wanted to scold him for being a jerk. After sleeping, she refused to admit that he was not a man, but she couldn't say anything. Her tears came down first and poured on the snow-white pillow.

Lin Mubei looked at her tears, stared at her and opened his face. Ye Si Tong sucked his nose and took his clothes one by one. The discomfort below kept reminding her how tragic the war between them was at night.

She reluctantly stood up from bed, her tone was calm, and the tears from her eyes seemed not to be hers: "I will go. On the side of the company, I will hand in my resignation letter. Don't worry, I won't pester you."

Lin Mubei said, "public is public, private is private."

Ye Sitong ignored, bypassed the bed and walked out of the door step by step. Lin Mu leaned against the head of the bed and looked coldly at her hard walking away, with a slight fluctuation in her thin chest.

The door had been closed, and ye Sitong had left. He had looked there for a long time, without action, like a sculpture.

His fingers passed through the quilt. He suddenly opened the quilt and looked at the traces on the sheet. He was stunned for a long time and speechless.

Ye Sitong called Lin's personnel and asked for leave. He endured his discomfort and went back to the room for a turn. He found that everything here was actually given to her by Lin Mubei. She came empty and should go empty.

Ye Sitong changed into a conservative dress and wore a coat outside.

She refused the housekeeper's kindness to help her shout Xiao Liu. Ye Sixi went out of the door. The sun was a little big. Ye Sixi narrowed her eyes and walked along the road for half an hour. She felt that she was dying. She felt sticky sweat on her back. It was very uncomfortable.

It seems that only such physical exhaustion can prevent her from thinking of anything about Lin Mubei and the feeling that she was cut off when she just confessed.

Ye Sitong found a shady place and squatted there without image. He called Gu Musheng and asked Gu Musheng to come and pick her up in a calm tone.

Gu Musheng, who was at work, agreed without saying a word. Ye Sitong squatted there and waited for nearly an hour before he saw a jeep parked in front of her. The horn sounded, and Gu Musheng leaned out of the window to condescend.

"Well, I've been waiting for a long time. My uncle didn't drive to the company today. He robbed a colleague's car. I said, why are you so decadent? You're dying?"

Ye Si's pupil deflated, opened the door and sat in: "open it anywhere. Let's go for a drink, shall we?"

The last two words were pure nonsense. Gu Musheng promised happily and asked, "do you want me to call a few more people to play together?"

"No. just us."

Gu Musheng noticed that she was not in a high mood. He pinched her hand, turned off the car and drove to Yanming Street: "don't go to the bar. It's too noisy. Go to Wansen. It's the club. It's clean."

Ye Sitong looked at her gratefully. The tears were coming down again. She quickly turned her head and faced the window. The hot wind outside the window blew on her face and soon dried the tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I'll sleep and call me when you arrive." Ye Sitong told her to lean against the chair and close her eyes.

She was sleepy. She tossed too hard last night and made such a noise during the day today. Ye Sixi was already tired and fell asleep in a short while. Her dream was full of Lin Mubei's face, accompanied by bursts of whistle sound. Really, can't you sleep peacefully?