Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Under the hazy light, men's facial features are not as cool and sharp as usual, but warm and soft. Even the thin lips, which are slightly fickle on weekdays, are also soft, making people unable to move their eyes.

Mu Qinghuan holds her cheek. She seldom stares at him without scruples. In her heart, she bends down and kisses him.

A man's lips are warm.

There was no response.

Warm breath brushed her cheek, so close to each other, bring her is not sweet, but endless astringent.

The man who once treated her like pearls and treasures is still far away from her. Even if she doesn't want to admit it, she can't deny it.

Emotion is always something that onlookers can see clearly. He is not as tired of Shisheng as he thought.

After a light kiss, Mu Qinghuan straightened up and raised his hand to explore the temperature of his forehead.

The temperature is normal.

She was relieved to lie beside the bed and get ready to sleep.

Although he was treated with medicine, he didn't want to do anything.

Ji Yunan's character is not the kind of person who will be wronged when he goes to bed. He will only hate cheating and send her away. And she didn't want to consume the little warmth he had left for herself. She kept it useful.

If a man has no feelings for you, the past vows are false, the only thing he can rely on is to achieve his desired goal with that little guilt.

Her eyes suddenly became sharp.

Time is long. We'll see.

……

Shi Sheng tossed and turned on the bed and didn't fall asleep until 6 a.m. as a result, he was awakened by the knock on the door after just sleeping.

She had a splitting headache and pulled the quilt to wrap herself from head to foot, but it was still useless.

The sound of clapping on the door was pervasive, which made her restless.

"Ah."

When Sheng pain from the bed to get up, barefoot to open the door.

There was no carpet on the floor, but it was in the heat. It was not cold, but cool and refreshing.

She angrily opened the door. She thought the person outside was Tyler, but she was still angry.

After all, I'm not familiar. I can't help my temper.

But see the person that stands outside clearly, when the Sheng facial expression sinks, without hesitation threw the door.

Ji Yunan had no reason to shut the door, and he was almost hit by the closed door. Jun's face was extremely gloomy.

He gritted his teeth.

This damned woman.

I'm small everywhere, but I'm very brave.

There was no movement outside the door. Shi Sheng thought Ji Yunan had gone and soon fell asleep again.

However, after a few minutes, he heard the sound coming from the door. Shi Sheng just ignored it and found something wrong after a while.

When Sheng opens his eyes, he gets up from the bed and looks at the door, only to find that Ji Yunan has the door removed directly.

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

The door fell straight down and raised a cloud of debris.

Such a simple and crude way made her speechless.

Shi Sheng hugs the quilt and looks at the straight figure coming in from the door. He just feels that he is so angry that he has nothing to say.

If it wasn't for the sawdust on the ground and the unimpeded light coming in from the corridor, she would have thought it was a nightmare for her.

Shi Sheng stroked his forehead and said, "Ji Yunan, are you brain sick?"

Even if you want to open the door, he has the keys to all the rooms in the villa in his study. If you can't find a bodyguard to pry the lock directly, anyway, his people are crouching tiger, hidden dragon. It's a necessary skill to unlock such a small thing.

Ji Yunan is standing by the bed. He is tall and straight, and even has a slight smile at the bottom of his eyes. He just pulls the curtain in the room, and the light is too dark. Shisheng doesn't see it.

He raised his foot and kicked the bed. "Get up and cook. I'm hungry."

Shi Sheng wants to swear.

To wake her up with so much effort is to let her get up and cook?

There's definitely something wrong with the fuckin 'brain.

Shi Sheng bared his teeth and smashed him with a pillow. "Your Qinghuan, she must be very happy to wash her hands and make soup for you. How can I make it as delicious as the one you like."

Ji Yunan said with a smile, "it's natural, but Qinghuan's hands are used to play the piano. Cooking is only suitable for people like you."

Shi Sheng's sleepiness has been completely awakened by Ji Yunan, but he still has a headache.

She wrung her eyebrows in pain and said "yes" three times. She said sarcastically, "it's like you, like a matchstick."

Ji Yunan suddenly narrowed his eyes when he heard the voice of Shisheng. His dark eyes flashed dangerous and mysterious light.