Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Mo Beichen closed his eyes and sighed comfortably. His shallow mouth was hard and his heart was soft. He just made him so sad. At this moment, he still couldn't bear to let him suffer. His thin lips slightly aroused a smile.

Opening his eyes, he looked at her chin vaguely, "shallow, do you love me?"

The action on Ye Jiao's hand was a meal, and a touch of ridicule flashed in her eyes. He really took her as Gu Qian. Yes, she knew his feelings for his adopted sister two years ago.

I remember when I first met her, she was robbed by a fat investor. At that time, the man still wanted to sleep with her. Finally, in the corridor of the hotel, I met Mo Beichen. Seeing that she was somewhat similar to Gu Qian, he saved her.

Since then, she has been planning to meet him again.

At that time, she was only three times like Gu Qian. Now she is eight times like Gu Qian. When he was drunk, it was enough to confuse the false with the true, so that Mo Beichen mistook her for Gu Qian.

Ye Jiao's fingers caressed his handsome outline boldly. She leaned down slightly. Her red lips were gently on the man's thin lips. The lingering aroma of wine on her nose made her feel slightly drunk. She whispered close to his lips, "brother, I love you."

Mo Beichen was shocked. He opened his eyes. Ye Jiao blocked all the light. He tried to see her, but his eyes were blurred. He firmly grasped her wrist, "shallow, you say it again."

"I'm afraid that you're just playing with me. I don't dare to love you. I'm afraid if we start, you don't want me in the future, we can't even be brothers and sisters." Ye Jiao guessed Gu Qian's psychology and said it well.

However, it was her entanglement that convinced Mo Beichen. He was eager to find the possibility to repair his broken heart, and even wanted to sink into this illusion.

He sat up and held Ye Jiao tightly in his arms. "No, shallow, as long as you love me, I will never let go of your hand."

"Big brother..." Ye Jiao hugged him excitedly. She trembled and sent her red lips. She shouted madly in her heart, Mo Beichen, you want me. As long as you want me, I don't have to suffer at the bottom of the performing arts circle anymore.

At that time, like Yan Luoxi, I will become a rich and noble wife. I don't have to laugh and drink with hypocrisy, and I don't have to be robbed by those salty pigs. I can call the wind and rain in the entertainment circle and trample on those who despise me.

Ye Jiao's ambition is written on her face.

Mo Beichen couldn't kiss her. At that moment, ye Jiao's heart was shaking. She tried to put her hand under his clothes. She couldn't miss this great opportunity.

Mo Beichen is drunk and treats her as Gu Qian. God is really helping her.

Mo Beichen threw her down on the sofa, kissed her and whispered, "shallow, shallow, shallow..."

When ye Jiao heard his call, her heart was like a knife, but thinking of her bright future in the future, she told herself that if she could bear this tone, infinite glory would come to the door.

For a long time, Mo Beichen's head leaned against her shoulder socket, but there was no more movement.

Ye Jiao was stunned. She pushed Mo Beichen, "brother, you..."

She wanted to say, why don't you go on? But she dared not. Gu Qian seemed to be an implicit and conservative woman. If she said so clearly, Mo Beichen would doubt it.

Until there was a uniform breathing sound in his ear, ye Jiaoqi didn't fight, and Mo Beichen actually fell asleep.

It took her a lot of effort to lift him off. She sat up from the sofa and looked at the sleeping man. She was gnashing her teeth. Now she finally understands why Mo Beichen can't take Gu Qian?

Can't he go to bed with Gu Qian and fall asleep at the beginning? Who can stand such a man? She is Gu Qian and she can't stand it.

Ye Jiao was burned by the bath fire, but the man who lit the fire had fallen asleep. She was so angry that her temples jumped.

She stared at Mo Beichen and suddenly became concerned. She stripped off Mo Beichen's clothes, then opened the door and said to sister Fang, "go back first. You don't have to stay here tonight."

Sister Fang's eyes fell on the kiss mark on her neck. She worried and said, "Jiao Jiao, do you really want to bet yourself on President Mo?"

"Besides, do I have a better way to go?" Ye Jiao lifted her hair, revealing the amorous feelings that did not accord with her age.

Sister Fang knew that ye Jiao would have a better future only by relying on Mo Beichen. She nodded, "be careful. Mo always looks gentle, but in fact he is not a good person. If he knew you calculated him, there would be no good results."

"I see. Don't be alarmist here. Let's go." Ye Jiao waved her hand, then closed the door, but did not lock it.

Sister Fang stood at the door for a while before turning away.

Ye Jiao stood by the door and heard sister Fang's footsteps leaving. She went back to the sofa and picked up the mobile phone that Mo Beichen put on the tea table. When she unlocked the lock, she prompted that there was a fingerprint password. She pulled Mo Beichen's fingers one by one and finally opened it.

She turned out Gu Qian's phone number, sent a text message, and then deleted the record. After finishing this, she stripped off her clothes, then took a thin blanket and covered them. She pillowed in Mo Beichen's arm and waited for Gu Qian to come to the theatre.

Gu Qian received a text message from Mo Beichen. He said he wanted to talk to her and let her go to the private club on the left bank to find him.

She remembered that on the terrace of the club, he took her first kiss. After several hesitations, she finally chose the past. She had something to say to him.

Gu Qian asked the driver to take her to the private club on the left bank. When she reached the door of the private room, she couldn't summon up the courage to open the door.

Now, what else do they have to say?

She bit her teeth, turned and walked towards the road. After a few steps, she stopped and turned back. She's already here. Why don't you go in and make it clear?

Done in one vigorous effort, she pushed the door open and entered the room. A strong smell of wine came into her room, and she was indistinct with a familiar perfume.

She seemed to be pulled by something and walked slowly towards the sofa.

As she approached, the field of vision was wide, and the men's and women's clothes overlapped. She stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and looked at the familiar skirt incredibly. She deceived herself and others and shook her head. No, No.

Tears burst into her eyes. She stubbornly refused to believe it until she crossed the back of the sofa and saw two people lying on the sofa, two naked people. Something exploded in her mind.

Her shocked eyes fell on the handsome face of Mo Beichen. The man seemed to feel something. He hugged the woman in his arms and whispered: "shallow, shallow..."

Gu Qian's heart suddenly broke into pieces. He hugged other women and called her name. Can he be more cruel?