President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo tightly grasped his shoulder and said, "Moxi, let me down. We have something to say."

"I have nothing to say!" The woman said that she was not her own.

Think about it. He's a loser.

"Messier, I'm not feeling well. If you let me down, I'll tell you something." Yan xiaonuo felt that his stomach would be damaged by him.

"Not comfortable?" murmured murmur? It'll make you comfortable right away! "

Yan xiaonuo was ashamed and angry, and lowered his head and bit him on the shoulder.

Through his coat, he thought she was tickling him.

Mossy decided to take her to the underground parking lot. The security guard was shocked to see the president come out of the elevator with a woman on his shoulder. He quickly asked, "president, are you?"

"Stay here. No one is allowed to come in." Messi would leave without a word.

Yan xiaonuo was directly left in the back seat of the car. The driver was also shocked. Before he could speak, he heard the cold order of Moxi: "you go to the elevator door!"

The driver opened the door and disappeared at the speed of light.

Yan xiaonuo wants to jump out of the car while the door is not locked. However, before her hand touches the door, she has been dragged into her arms by Messi. Her thin lips deceive her pink lips, and she can't even struggle with her strong domineering spirit.

Thin back is against the back of the car, big hand clasped her back brain, Yan xiaonuo can only tightly clench the palm.

"Hiss." The expensive evening dress was torn, and the black eyes of Mo Xi Jue, with the flame of anger and emotion, glittered in the dark car, which was a little brighter than the lights outside.

Yan xiaonuo is about to open his mouth, his lips are blocked again, and then his body aches, a sense of humiliation rushes to his heart.

Her cheeks were wet, and tears fell on his lips. He felt a little bitter and a little salty.

Violent movement of the body stopped for a moment, she was pinched by him jaw, voice cold, "feel aggrieved?"

When she blinked her eyes, her eyes were bright.

After finishing his clothes, he took out his Bluetooth headset. His voice was full of tiredness, "back to HengAn."

The driver was still wondering when he received the news. The president, this is a little quick to finish

But when he opened the door, he knew that he was wrong. There was nothing unusual in the air. Instead, it was filled with a suffocating low pressure.

The driver stealthily wiped the sweat on his forehead and carefully drove the car back to Heng'an.

Yan xiaonuo got out of the car, but Moxi gave a light command, "go back to the castle."

Then there was a sound of closing the door, and then the car started and left the gate of Heng'an.

Yan xiaonuo watched him leave, cold wind poured into his neck, as if there was a stream of ice flowing in his body, cool through all his limbs.

She closed the collar of her mink coat, turned, opened the door, and went in.

The body suddenly a warm, like the embrace of Mo xijue, but only warm on the ground.

Yan xiaonuo turned on the switch on the wall, and the living room was bright.

She took off her high-heeled shoes and her mink coat, the sea blue evening dress underneath which had been torn to pieces by Messi.

She simply took off her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Thinking of those words of Mo Xichen, is she really just a greedy woman?

Yan xiaonuo didn't know that when she was alone in Lianshan, she really wanted to miss him very much. Was she just used to him around?

She suddenly began to despise herself. When was she so bad?

Warm water poured down from her head, and she covered her eyes with her hands.

Coming out of the bathroom, she saw the cell phone left on the bed. She picked it up and saw that there was nothing on it.

Mercy was so angry that she didn't even want to send her a text message.

She opened the message editor, wrote a message, but hesitated for a long time on sending it.

In the end, she deleted the words one by one.

Lying in bed looking at the ceiling, she was in a daze when her mobile phone suddenly rang.

Yan xiaonuo an exciting immediately grab a mobile phone to see, but not a Mexican, but a strange fixed line phone.

She slid down the answer button and said, "hello?"

"Miss Yan, do you know where ah Jue has gone

It's mexichen.

Yan xiaonuo Meng stood up, "he said to return to the castle, did not go back?"

"It's ten o'clock in the evening and there's no traffic jam. It's only 20 minutes from Heng'an to the castle, but ah Jue's car doesn't show up in the castle."

Mo Xichen's voice is very quiet, but Xiao Nuo's heart is beginning to shake.

It has been almost an hour since Messi left Heng'an. Where can he go?

Yan xiaonuo can't wait any longer. He hangs up the phone and calls the number of mexichang. Although he is connected, no one answers.She hit several times in a row.

Her heart was like boiling magma, and she finally realized the mood that Merci would look for her everywhere, and her heart was cut like a knife.

Yan xiaonuo directly rushed out of the gate and left Heng'an. The door was empty. Where would he go?

He said he would go to the castle. Yan xiaonuo went back and drove along the road to the castle. He turned on the traffic broadcast and listened to the short message of the road.

There was no car accident. Yan xiaonuo was a little relieved. He just hid in a bad mood.

In a bad mood

She suddenly thought of the last bridge.

Yan xiaonuo drove the car to the last bridge, and she suddenly saw a figure standing there.

She immediately stopped the car, a cold wind has been running into her neck, freezing her whole body.

"Messi?" Yan xiaonuo called out to the figure.

What mercy would look back on was that she was standing there in her pajamas, shrunk, and slippers on her feet.

Surprised, happy and distressed, he ran to her tightly wrapped in his arms, took off the windbreaker and wrapped her up.

"Don't stand here. Let's go back. Your brother is in a hurry." Yan xiaonuo took his hand and was about to walk into the car. However, he found that his warm hand was as cold as ice at the moment.

Mercy looked at her with silence in her black eyes.

The cold wind, like a knife, hit her in the face are stiff, Moxi will not move, Yan xiaonuo came forward and hugged him.

His sweaters are all cold.

"I know you blame me, but would you please go back?" Yan xiaonuo tightly hugged his waist, "let's go back and talk about it. I'll tell you what you want to ask me."

"What shall I do with you?" Mercy asked in a low voice.

Yan xiaonuo's body is stiff, she can't speak.

If you refuse, you can't say what you accept.

She raised her head and looked at his eyes, clear as black crystal. She raised her hand to touch his cold pale lips.

Yan xiaonuo heart bursts of pain, she stood on tiptoe, hook his neck, to kiss him.

It's not so much kissing him as warming him.

The girl's hands were still cold, but her lips were warm. For the first time, she took the initiative to kiss him. His windbreaker fell on the ground on her body, and her hair fluttered in the wind.

Mo xijue's windbreaker was blown out a long way. He touched her cold hair and immediately picked her up and put her into the car.

Yan xiaonuo felt a little dizzy. Fortunately, there was heating in the car. She could slow down.

She called the imperial castle and told him she had found him.

Moxi decided to drive back to Heng'an.

Yan xiaonuo entered the room and was picked up by Moxi. He took off all his clothes and lay in the bathtub together.

Hot water and steam together to drive away the cold, mercy will only help her wash, massage, the dizziness in her brain gradually disappeared.

However, mosey did not say a word. They were silent in the steaming room.

He was in his bathrobe, sitting on the floor, his left leg bent up, leaning against the wooden wall, and his face was expressionless.

Yan xiaonuo slowly walked over and sat beside him.

He took her in his arms and asked softly, "is it still cold?"

"It's not cold. How about you?" Yan xiaonuo grabs his hand and asks.

"I'm not cold." "I thought you wouldn't go to me," he said

"You suddenly disappeared, a lot of people are worried about you." Yan xiaonuo said softly.

But only you can find me

She jumped in her heart and her eyelashes flashed, "Messi, I'm sorry."

Forgive her timidity, forgive her uneasiness.

"I don't want to be sorry." "I want your heart, all of you," said mercy, gently stroking her little face

Yan xiaonuo clenched his finger.

"You already care about me. Don't run away." He would carry her to his waist and take off her bath towel.

He adjusted the steam just right, and their skin was full of rose color, but they didn't feel breathless.

Yan xiaonuo closed his eyes slightly, hugged him, and put his small face on his shoulder, "Moxi, why do you do this?"

She did not dare to say that he loved her. The word was too heavy. He never said it and she never thought of it like that.

What he told her the most was that he wanted everything from her.

He never thought that he would care about her so much, for fear that she would be a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"Little wildcat..." He finally took a bite in her ear and was released.

She was carried back to bed by him. Her eyes were closed all the time. She did not dare to see Messi.

The next morning, she was woken up by Messi, "get up to work."

Go to work?

"Today, Saturday, work?" You sit up and make sure"What do you say?" "Come on, don't be late."

Yan xiaonuo curled his mouth and quickly dressed to wash.

There is still a red plum in the clavicle. Her little face is red, and she looks for a silk scarf to cover it. She has a feminine flavor in an instant.

As she got ready to get on the bus, she asked, "isn't it strange that we got out of a car?"

"You're my woman. Where do you get off if you don't get out of my car?" Said mercy, with a black face.

Yan xiaonora took his hand, "but others will say me."

"Trouble." Mo Xi decided to go by car.

She was relieved and drove to Empire.