Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Since that night, Ji Yunnan has never lost control of his mood as he is now. He comes back very late every day. After he comes back, he goes directly to his study and returns to his room at dawn.

But also just sit at the bedside to see her for a while, don't speak, also have no other movement, so the eyes calm stare at her.

She felt his attentive eyes in her deep sleep several times, and woke up from her dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw Ji Yunan standing tall and straight beside the bed like a pine.

Shisheng was a little uncomfortable by the strong smoke smell on his body. He frowned and waved his hand in disgust. "Can you stay away from me? I'm going to be smoked to death by you."

Ji Yunan stepped back a few steps, hoarse voice still with all night sleepless fatigue and burnout, "time is still early, you sleep for a while."

There are obvious cyan marks on the bottom of his eyes.

When Sheng sleepless, holding the quilt sat up, "Ji Yunan, you are not sleeping these days?"

He doesn't seem to have slept like this.

"..." Ji Yunan's thin lips pursed a light radian, rare mild, "you sleep for a while."

"Where are you going?"

"The company."

Shi Sheng touched the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at the time. His eyes were pricked by the light suddenly on the screen. "It's only five o'clock now."

"... yes."

When Sheng was his this pair of dying appearance, gas lung pain, don't want to care about him, but afraid he can't endure, cold a face open quilt, fire big pat body side, "go to bed."

Ji Yunan is silent, a few seconds later just indifferent open a voice, "you sleep, I go to the company."

"Don't come back when you're gone. I don't know how those people in your company have been living these days."

Finally, she murmured.

Ji Yunan looks at his woman with complicated eyes and irritated bulging cheeks, and finally lies down.

Side body, the woman's soft warm body into his arms, chin pillow in her shoulder, closed his eyes.

He hasn't shaved these two days. There are shallow scurf on his chin. Shisheng is hurt and itched by him. He shrinks his neck to hide.

Ji Yunan doesn't want to sleep, he can't.

As soon as I close my eyes, I think of the conversation in my study that day.

The hand on Sheng's waist is more and more tight, as if to embed the woman into her body.

The consequence of this uncomfortable sleeping position is that neither of them is asleep.

……

The wedding is set for March 16.

The sun has been shining for several days before. Today's weather forecast says it will rain. It has been cloudy since morning.

Shi Sheng was woken up by a knock at the door early in the morning.

She was lying on the bed, all weak, and still in a dream.

Knock on the door is still going on, not slow, not light, not heavy strength.

"Come in."

What came in was a man in a red slim suit. He put on makeup and his eyes were long and charming. "Hello, Mrs. Ji. I'm your makeup artist today. My name is mark. You can communicate with me if you have any needs."

Someone came in pushing two shelves with two long tailed wedding dresses on them.

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

She looked at Mark's raised orchid fingers, and the temples on both sides of her forehead were bouncing.

It's really

I found her a bend.

"What about Ji Yunan?"

"Ji Shao was in the church. He was going to take you to the church to make up, but Ji Shao said that he would let you sleep more."

When Sheng cold hum a.

Even if he wanted to sleep more, he was afraid that she would make trouble.

"I don't change, you go out."

"But Ji Shaofen asked..." mark was very embarrassed and wrinkled. It seemed that he was going to cry the next second.

Shi Sheng's hand stroked his forehead, "I'll call him."

The call was soon put through.

Ji Yunan's low voice came from the receiver, "Shisheng?"

"I said, I won't marry you."

There was silence for a few seconds, and the background noise disappeared. "I thought we had reached an agreement two days ago."

When Sheng clenched his teeth, "you told me to go two days ago."

"I gave you a chance. You didn't leave."

"Who said I would not go? Am I not dressing? "

Ji Yunan bit his cheek and looked at the stars all over the sky outside the church. He said in a dumb voice, "I'm going back."

"You..."

Ji Yunan interrupted her: "if you don't like the wedding dress, you still have an hour to choose something else."

When Sheng hung up the phone, it was the same result. She might as well save some energy.