Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Yanluoxi went out of the bathroom and walked back along the original road. Just around the corner, a low, cold voice came from his ear, "what's the matter with the injury on his chin?"

Mo Beichen's voice was very recognizable. Even if he met twice, he only said two words, which still impressed her.

She stopped and couldn't help looking back.

On the shadowy terrace, the moonlight was bright, pulling the overlapping figures long. The ambiguous posture of the two people made her cheeks hot.

She didn't look much and left quickly.

On the terrace, Gu Qian wore a red skirt, lined with skin like congealed fat, and his chin was pinched at the man's fingertips, which looked particularly pitiful.

She tilted her head and tried to get rid of her big hand, but she was pulled back by the man. Her tone suddenly added displeasure, "ask you, are you mute?"

Gu Qian looked up and looked at the man's beautiful face like a God. It was close in front of her, but it was like a high mountain. It was too far to touch. She said, "I was hurt accidentally."

"Who hurt it?" Mo Beichen looked at the broken skin on her chin and knew that it was scratched by a woman's fingernail.

It was probably pinched. The girl's black and white eyes were floating with shallow water light. She was depressed and awkward and said, "don't you care!"

Mo Beichen looked at her quietly. A sneer suddenly flashed in her long and narrow eyes. He slowly let her go. His standing posture was like a pine and cypress on a cliff, straight and straight.

"In that case, you don't have to report to the crew tomorrow. Clean up and prepare to study abroad."

Gu Qian looked at him in disbelief. They all said that it was her seven inches to fight the snake and study abroad. She was anxious to grasp his wrist. "Brother, you promised me that you wouldn't insist on sending me abroad as long as seven sister-in-law kept me. You didn't keep your word!"

The little girl who was in a hurry to argue had red cheeks. Unlike the timid look he had seen in the past, she made him feel a little different. "Don't you care if the wings are hard?"

Gu Qian lowered his eyelids, but the hand clutching his wrist continued to exert force.

As the head of the Mohist family, Mo Beichen is a man with a strong desire for control. Her puppet life has been doomed since she was led into the house by Mo zhannan, her father at the age of five.

At the age of 15, Mo Beichen was already a leader among young people. He was handsome and calm. He jumped grades continuously. He had finished his college homework and continued to study for a doctor of economics.

In front of outsiders, he is high and cold. Only she knows how bad he is in private.

From the moment she entered the Mohist school, her 15 years of life came step by step according to his plan. He had to ask her what clothes she wore and what hairstyle she had every day.

This man is disgusting.

The strength in her hand suddenly loosened. Mo Beichen lowered her eyes and saw that she slowly raised her head, wronged and flat her mouth. She looked at him with tears, which made his heart soft.

"Brother, I know I'm wrong."

She is a little white rabbit carefully maintained by him. From the age of five to twenty, he controls everything about her and thinks that she will come to him according to his planned future and become his only favorite woman.

A few days ago, she suddenly changed her temper. She had a dispute with him for the first time and insisted on being an assistant to Yan Luoxi.

Her abnormality made him unhappy. After several interventions, he still failed under her tearful eyes and reluctantly agreed to her request. But in a few days, she came back with an injury. How can she teach him not to be angry?

At the moment, looking at her soft and clever way of admitting her mistake, he suddenly leaned over and covered her lips with thin lips.

She seemed to be frightened, hurriedly pushed him away, like a frightened little white rabbit, covering her hot lips and fleeing the terrace in panic.

The clatter of low-heeled shoes on the ground gradually disappeared, and Mo Beichen, who stood stiff on the terrace, was depressed. Was he the devil? Kiss her, scared like this?

Shortly after yanluoxi returned to the box, she saw Mo Beichen coming in with a cold body. She subconsciously looked behind him and didn't see the woman who was ambiguous with him on the terrace.

She was suspicious. Was she wrong?

Sitting next to her, Li Yeqi looked at Mo Beichen absentmindedly. The hand under the table couldn't help stretching out and pinching the back of her hand. He leaned over and intimately adhered to the back of her ear.

"What? Beichen looks better than me. Have you been staring at him? "

Slightly jealous words, accompanied by burning breath, fell on her cochlea, and she had an inexplicable palpitation.

Lifting her eyes, everyone on the table looked at them with different looks. She pushed him in shame, "I want to eat crabs."

Li night prayed and looked at her ruddy ears. Her mind was rippling. She willingly took a fat crab, knocked it with a tool, picked out a piece of complete meat on the crab leg, stained with sauce and put it on her plate.

Yan Luoxi ate contentedly. On the level of peeling crab for meat, she only prayed at night.

Tian Lingyun sat next to Yan Luoxi. Mo Chenyi sat on her left hand. She sighed, "it seems that President Li has enough strength to sprinkle dog food today. He wants our group of single dogs to suffer 10000 points."

Mo Chenyi came up with a smile, "sweet girl, if you want to eat crabs, say, my hand with a scalpel, the crab meat must be more perfect than my seventh brother."

Tian Lingyun took up his glass and sipped the wine. He glanced at him sideways. His delicate little face was full of disgust. "I dare not eat the crab meat peeled by your perfect hands."

"Why?"

"I'll think you're a malignant tumor cut from whose head."

Mo Chen Yi's hand covers his chest, and his face is sad and indignant. "Old fellow's heart is tied up."

"Poof"

Sitting next to Mo Chenyi, Bai Liye, with a strange face, put down the rabbit head he ate with relish and said, "can you two not say such heavy taste things when eating, which will affect your appetite."

Tian Lingyun smiled at him. "For Dr. Mo, it's much heavier than we said. You see, he can eat pig brain flowers calmly. What else can't you eat?"

"What he eats makes up for what he eats."

“……”

Compared with the excitement here, Li Zhuang, sitting next to bailiye, seemed much quieter. Her eyes inadvertently passed the night prayer, and his eyes were always glued on the women around him.

Her heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, choking with pain.

In the past, when attending such a private party, she sat beside him and thoughtfully poured wine and dishes for him. Amid the envy and jokes of his friends, she thought she would be his wife.

Who knows, how could she not hate Luoxi, who killed a word on the way and directly won the throne of Mrs. Li she dreamed of?