President's Single-minded Love

Hard to boil to the end of a dance, Yan xiaonuo only felt the sweat in his hands and gave a long sigh of relief.

Lu Ting looked at it and said with a faint smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't think you really can't jump."

Yan xiaonuo embarrassed smile, "I did not learn."

"Never learned?" Lu Ting was a little surprised that she didn't learn the simplest social dance in such expensive clothes?

Yan xiaonuo looks at Lu Ting's surprised expression, his eyes are slightly dark, his hands and feet are a little uncomfortable.

"It's OK. I have time to teach you." Lu Ting had a peaceful smile.

Yan xiaonuo was surprised. She looked up and saw Lu Ting's warm eyes. She was a little bit stunned. Then she responded: "no, Lu Xuechang. I don't have any talent for dancing, so I don't want to learn it."

Lu Ting chuckled: "it's just the simplest dance. It's OK."

Yan xiaonuo's eyes looked away. She said low, "it's very hot here. I'll go out and breathe." With that, she didn't look at Lu Ting and left.

Lu Ting looked at her back in a hurry, slender and graceful. The light of the broken diamonds on her skirt was as beautiful as a dancing spirit. He couldn't help but lose his mind.

Yan xiaonuo walked in the garden, green trees, hanging colorful lights, such as walking between the stars, the breeze blowing, the fragrance of flowers refreshing, Yan xiaonuo felt his mood relaxed a lot.

"How does it feel to dance with Lu Ting?"

Yan xiaonuo didn't look back when he heard this voice, but quickened his pace.

"Stop Yan Wanju stopped in front of her and looked at her coldly.

Yan xiaonuo step back, for this sister, she has been really disappointed, cold voice: "what do you want to do?"

Yan Wanju approached her in a low voice full of threats: "I warn you, you'd better stay away from Lu Ting."

Yan xiaonuo's eyes narrowed, "you're a psychopath, get out of the way!"

"I'm crazy? You don't look at yourself. What qualifications do you have to seduce Lu Ting? " Yan Wanju looked at her as if she was looking at garbage. "Junk goods need to have the awareness of junk goods."

Yan xiaonuo couldn't bear to take a glass of champagne from the table next to her and directly poured it on Yan wanjuan's head. She pushed her away and said coldly, "are you Lu Ting's girlfriend?"

Her delicate make-up and expensive dress were all destroyed by champagne. Her face was ferocious: "you dare to splash me!"

"I dare not! Since you are not Lu Ting's girlfriend, what kind of words should you put here! Or are you crazy about trying to marry into a big family? " Yan xiaonuo said ironically.

"You..." Wan Yan pointed to Yan xiaonuo, trembling all over.

Yan xiaonuo snorted coldly, turned and left.

"Come back to me!" Yan Wanju reached out and tried to catch her long hair, but she saw a flower in front of her. When she saw it again, two bodyguards in black stood in front of her.

"You..." Yanwan took two steps back.

"Don't hurt Miss Yan." The bodyguard stepped forward and said coldly.

Yan Wanju looks at the tall bodyguard in front of her, but is scared away by the strength of the bodyguard. Seeing this scene, Yan xiaonuo is in no mood to participate in the fraternity.

"Miss Yan, are you ok?" Asked one of the bodyguards.

Yan xiaonuo shook his head: "it's OK, thank you."

"Under the orders of Mo Shao, you are welcome to protect Miss Yan." The bodyguard replied.

Yan xiaonuo stayed for a while, and then seemed to have something soft to spread out, there was a light joy.

She sent a text message to Fu Jingyao, telling her that she was a little uncomfortable. She left first, and then came to the door of the hotel.

But he saw the car of Mo Xi Jue. Yan xiaonuo was stunned and walked over. Sure enough, Moxi Jue was waiting for her in the car. The window fell slowly. His beautiful face appeared in front of her. "Is the party over?"

"No, I'm just tired and want to go back."

Mo Xi decided to open the door, eyes deep: "get on, we go back."

Yan xiaonuo got on the car and asked, "how can you be here? Don't you say there's something else in the evening? "

"Didn't you tell me to come back early?" Said mercy, taking her to his lap, playing with her hair.

Yan xiaonuo was stunned.

"What's the matter?" he said in a low voice

His cool fragrance surrounded her, Yan xiaonuo only felt that his long eyelashes swept her neck, she did not dare to move, but asked in a low voice: "come so soon, won't delay your business?"

Mercy looked up at her for a moment.

Yan xiaonuo only felt that looking at his black eyes, the light in the car was very dark, and when his eyes looked at her, she had a feeling that her heart could not help accelerating.

Mo xijue's thin lips hook up a smile, so that his black eyes are flashing a soft light, "I can be sure that you care about me."

The words are small, but the face is gradually red."That's all done." Said mercy faintly in her ear.

"Well." Yan xiaonuo suddenly felt relieved. She only felt that she enjoyed the atmosphere. In a flash, she had arrived at the villa of Heng'an. Moxi decided to hold Yan xiaonuo and get off the car.

After entering the door, Yan xiaonuo quickly changed the clothes on her body and let her wear hundreds of millions of dresses into the kitchen to cook. I don't know if she will be chopped by thunder when she goes out tomorrow.

Mo Xi Jue saw her busy appearance, the faint warmth in the heart flowed: "you didn't eat at night?"

"Well, no, just a little juice." Yan xiaonuo said, "dinner is just some fruits and snacks, I still like to eat at home."

Mo Xi Jue looked at her and picked her eyebrows, but there was a smile in his black eyes.

Yan xiaonuo was a little red when he saw her face. She said: "I, I went to cook."

Looking at her eager appearance, Mo xijue's lip corner involuntarily cocked up. He put his laptop on the living room table to deal with some work matters.

Yan xiaonuo is in a good mood. She makes several more dishes in the kitchen and cooks noodles and soup, and calls for moxijue to come out to eat.

Messi must close the computer, came to see a table full of food, mood to the extreme, sat down to pick up chopsticks.

Yan xiaonuo is eating noodles in front of him, his eyebrows are open and his smile is gentle.

Mo Xi Jue raised his eyes and just saw her. Under the warm yellow light in the dining room, her water eyes were warm and moving. There was a light of joy on her small face. He could not help but forget to eat.

Feeling that someone was looking at her, she subconsciously raised her head and was facing the deep black eyes of the upper Mohist. She did not know why: "what's the matter? Isn't the meal delicious? "

"Delicious." Messi was not at ease a little, and bowed his head to eat. In fact, what Yan xiaonuo does is only home cooked food. He never eats this kind of civilian food. However, when he comes to Yan xiaonuo, he seems to be addicted to greed.

Yan xiaonuo saw his uneasy expression and put a piece of fresh bamboo shoots into his mouth. The taste is light and refreshing. It's not bad to eat.

After finishing eating, she put down her chopsticks and looked at the oil stains on her fingernails. She did not feel sick, but felt a little pain in her heart. He said, "you don't have to cook so much food in the future."

Yan xiaonuo was surprised, but there was no response for a moment: "what?"

"I said, I don't need to do so much in the future." He wiped his mouth with a wet towel and got up to eat in the gym.

Yan xiaonuo stares at his back, slightly lost in his heart. It is true that his craft is not very good, and his food is just fresh.

She thought it would be better to improve her cooking skills in the future.

She went back to her bedroom, turned on her desk lamp, and began to sort out the unfinished notes of the afternoon.

When he came back, he saw her sitting at the table, her head slightly drooping, her profile very beautiful, especially her peach blossom eyes were all serious, and her soft appearance was completely different from that in peacetime.

He could not help but think of what she said during the day that she had dreams.

In the black eyes of Mo xijue, there is a fine light, and he enters the bedroom.

Yan xiaonuo heard the footsteps and turned his head to look at him. Moxi said to her, "I'll take a bath. You keep reading."

With that, he went to the bathroom.

Yan xiaonuo said "um", continued to lower his head to sort out his notes. By the way, he sorted out all the things he had learned in the past two days. After sorting out the things, it was already 9:30.

Tomorrow she will go to the hospital to see her grandmother. She needs to rest early. She gets up and changes her nightgown. Just after changing, mercy decides to come out.

Seeing her change of clothes, mercy said faintly, "you go to have a bath first. I have something to deal with."

Yan xiaonuo nodded: "OK, I will go home tomorrow."

"Come back before seven o'clock in the evening, or I'll catch you myself." Mo xijue's voice is a little cold.

Yan xiaonuo bowed his head and promised, "I will come back on time."

Mercy nodded and left the bedroom.

When Yan xiaonuo came out of the bath, Moxi never came back. She suddenly felt thirsty and went to the living room to pour water.

After drinking two saliva, she found that the voice of Mo xijue came from her study.

"When will you be back?"

"Oh, in such a hurry, do you miss me?" It's a pretty girl voice.

"Well, when will you be back?" Her voice was full of tenderness and indulgence, which she had never heard.

Yan xiaonuo don't know why, the heart is like a needle prick pain, her legs like a root, standing there.

"At the end of this month, if not, I'll be back at the beginning of the month."

"Come back on the 30th and I'll pick you up." Mo xijue's voice is still gentle.

"I see. It's time for you to go to bed. Good night, mamda! Love you

"Good night.""No, say you love me!"

"Well, I love you." His voice was full of helpless indulgence.

Yan xiaonuo hurried back to the room, straightened out his breath and pressed down the pain in his heart as much as possible.

All of a sudden, she fell into his arms, Yan xiaonuo grabbed his hand and constantly reminded himself that it was only himself who made him suffer. When he was tired, he would kick himself away.

She thought like this, still tingling in her heart.

Mo xijue's voice came: "what are you doing with your hand?" He frowned, parted her hands, put his fingers through her fingers, and bowed his head to kiss her.

His kiss is still hot, Yan xiaonuo is disgusting, she turned her head.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked