Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

The man just kisses the cheek on her side. He seems to enjoy it all the time. It's only when Shi Sheng's cheek is hotly kissed by him that he relaxes his strength.

Prop up the body to look at her, the Adam's apple rolled a few times, then bent over, comforted to kiss twice on her lips.

Ji Yunan stands up straight and holds Shi Sheng up and sits down, "aren't you hungry? Wear shoes to eat. " When kissing her just now, Ji Yunan has been half kneeling in front of the sofa. Now he is standing with slight wrinkles on his trousers.

Shi Sheng's cheek is still hot. She finds the shoes she stepped off at some time and puts them on. When she gets up, she just sees the clear finger print on Ji Yunan's cheek. It finally reflects why he only kisses her cheek.

It's all on the right.

Ji Yunan see when Sheng don't go, raise hand, her scattered hair don't to ear, "still want to continue?"

His voice was distinctly hoarse.

Shisheng is really afraid that he will kiss again. He turns around and goes to the restaurant without expression.

She has always thought that her character is soft rather than hard. She can't stand other people's pity, but she can't give up when they are fierce. Originally in the face of men's bad habits, or will be weak, will be afraid, will be forced to compromise.

Shi Sheng sat quietly at the table to eat, this time very good, no more noise.

Ji Yunan stands in his pants bag with one hand and smokes silently in front of the French window. The light smoke disperses in the sun, covering his long back, vaguely showing the vicissitudes of his independence.

When Sheng finished his meal, he finished smoking his cigarette. Hearing the movement of putting dishes and chopsticks, he turned over and looked at her.

"Go up and change your clothes and take you to the cinema."

Just after smoking, I still have a smell of smoke in my throat, a little hoarse.

Shi Sheng looked at him and asked hesitantly, "really?" She was not ecstatic, but the man who refused to let her go out last night actually took the initiative to take her to the cinema today. She had to be surprised by such an unprecedented event.

Seeing Shisheng's distrust, Ji Yunan adjusted his breath, and his voice was obviously depressed. "If you don't go out, just watch it in the cinema at home."“ Oh

The basic entertainment facilities of this luxury villa are all matched. Ji Yunan doesn't like to share it with others. He made a private cinema when he decorated it.

He seldom sees it, but he has all the new films in the cinema at home.

"No

Shisheng refused without hesitation and walked upstairs with a cold face.

She's not in a mood with him, she's really not interested.

Watching movies is about more people, bumping into popcorn and drinking coke, being infected by the emotions of those around them.

Watching movies at home, they are the only two people in the huge screening hall. They sit there staring at the screen like retarded people, laughing and crying are not good.

Moreover, she and Ji Yunan are almost incompatible now. Even watching comedies, we can see the sense of tragedy.

I think it's torture.

When Sheng went upstairs directly, she turned her head and asked, "if you want to make me happy, let me go out. It's better to make me happy than watching a movie."

It's supposed to be a hoax.

Although watching movies is not the only thing lovers do now, Ji Yunan is a straight man with a surly personality. He probably won't be idle to pass the time.

Since she moved in, she hasn't seen him go to the screening room to see a movie. At most, she has a notebook to look at.

When Sheng finished, Ji Yunan didn't answer immediately, so she waited for a second or two, then turned and went upstairs.

Ji Yunan's silence has shown his attitude.

He won't let her out. He can't take a bodyguard.

When Sheng's back disappears on the second floor, Ji Yunan skillfully takes out a cigarette and a lighter from his body and puts it between his fingers to light it.

The smell of tobacco filled his whole body and then spread.

…………

No matter how big the villa is, it has limitations.

Shi Sheng walked a few circles along the aisle on the second floor, then sat cross legged on the chair in the open garden and talked to Yi Qiao on the phone. He just glanced at the sound of the engine of the car downstairs.

But she is in a position where the vision is not very good, can't see downstairs, don't know if it's Ji Yunan who goes out.

But, or not, she doesn't care.

Shi Sheng supported his chin with his hand and looked lazy: "I think men who are rich and powerful are a little neurotic."

"Are you talking about Ji Yunan?" It's midnight now in China. Yiqiao's voice from the receiver is very quiet.