Sweetheart,Don't run away

Then some people were left in dismay, and they all guessed what it was. Then some people recognized it,

the man was mo Yanke, the leader of Mo's company, and the woman was Lin Han, the eldest lady of the Lin family.

But for Aimeng is unfamiliar, after all, five years, there are still some changes. No matter from the body shape, or dress up, there are more or less changes.

However, people who know about the fashion circle still know that this person is Aimeng, who just returned to China the day before yesterday. Then some people who are interested in it also read some newspapers five years ago.

Then, for a moment, almost the whole city a was boiling.

After Mo Yanke left with Aimeng's hand, he left Lin Han with an angry face. Some people even took out their mobile phone to take photos. Miss Lin ran to smash other people's mobile phone and quarreled with others in the restaurant. Kang Xiaole couldn't look down on it, so they just left and let her lose her temper there. It's none of their business anyway thing.

as like as two peas, Mo Yanke left the villa behind, and the villa AI Meng did not come for five years. But the equipment inside was still the same as before she left.

The things in the room are the same as when she left.

Aimeng didn't think much, so he was pushed to the wall by Mo Yanke. Behind the wall was a snow-white wall, showing the moon outside. The room without lights was bright.

Looking at the woman in my arms. Mo Yanke couldn't help lowering his head. It is as like as two peas ago five years ago. It seems that it is more attractive than five years ago.

It's like it's hard to let go. It's like poppy. It's poisonous.

"Well." AI Meng pushes the man's chest, but the height advantage of the man presses her, but she can't resist. Maybe she still yearns for this embrace in her heart. Keep your hands in the loop.

After that, Aimeng was lying on the bed in a daze, with her eyes closed. In fact, she didn't fall asleep. Her air conditioner was wrapped around her body, but she was very upset. It doesn't matter. It's impossible. It's still like this now.

Mo Yanke went to the kitchen and made a bowl of noodles. When he brought it up, he saw the people on the bed tossing and turning. enter.

"I cooked a bowl of noodles. You can get up and have some. I don't think you have much steak." And he didn't eat at night.

Aimeng is still pretending to sleep, but when she feels a warm look at her, she still can't help getting up, wrapped in a quilt. "I'm not very hungry. You can eat."

"Eat together."

Mo Yanke suddenly picked up Aimeng, and then put her on the sofa with the quilt. The bowl was big enough for two people, but Mo Yanke put her in the same bowl.

Aimeng didn't say anything. The man made a small spoon of soup and sent it to her mouth. She closed her lips tightly.

"Open your mouth."

"I'm not really hungry." But when she opened her mouth, she had already drunk the soup. She drank it too fast and couldn't taste it. Then she turned to her head unconsciously. To tell you the truth, she was a little hungry. She spent all night chatting with Xiaole. She didn't eat much food. After a while, she was really hungry. In addition, the noodles looked very good It smells good.

After that, he ate like a cat. Then she looked at the man around her suspiciously. She remembered that five years ago, he was a person who could not cook. Now, such a good craftsmanship is not like that made by a person who could not cook. Two poached eggs, some ham, shredded meat, vegetables, and some shrimp. It's very touching.

"Do I have something on my face? I still think I'm more handsome than I was five years ago."

"Mo Yanke, you are really cheeky. I want to eat noodles." Aimeng leaned over his head, then stretched out his head, trying to eat the things in his bowl, but he also forgot that there was only such a bowl at the moment, such a spoon and such a pair of chopsticks. After several mouthfuls, he found the problem.

But it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Mo Yanke just side head smile, and then like feeding a child to eat in general, a mouthful of feeding.

Until Aimeng shook his head and said, "I can't eat any more. You can eat. I'm full."

"I'm really full. Would you like another bite?"

"I'm really full. I can't eat any more. You can eat."

In the end, they ate a big bowl of noodles and finished the soup. Then lean on the sofa, turn off the light, sit in front of the French window, looking out at the moon and stars. This feeling is wonderful. At least Aimeng doesn't think that one day she will be sitting with Mo Yanke like this. She thinks that she won't have such a chance, but it's still wonderful.

If you can, it's as if she gives herself a free rein. She is very attached to the warmth of this son.

Mo Yanke put his arm around AI Meng's shoulder. "Meng Meng, I'll ask you a few questions next. You have to answer me honestly. If you don't answer me well, I'll see how I deal with you."AI Meng blushed and thought of something she shouldn't have thought of. "How do you want to punish me?"

"What do you say?" The man looked at her with a bad smile, the quilt wrapped her whole body, only showing a head, looking very lovely. Just like a cute dog, lying beside the owner.

"Ask, I know. I'll tell you."

When they met five years later, there was no quarrel or bickering. It was very quiet and the atmosphere was very good.

"That radish or something. When did you marry you? When you first went to Paris, did you marry you or something?" Mo Yanke is always puzzled by this question. He admits that he is also a little male chauvinist. He just wants to make sure that the feeling of his body is the most direct and the least deceptive. Aimeng's body was untouched, so he just wanted to prove something.

There are some things that people will not know if the parties do not say, and the results of the investigation are only one-sided.

AI Meng is stunned, this man is determined to ask this question.

"No, I've been in Paris for two years before I registered."

"Then why do you want to marry this man? Has he ever touched you?" There is a strong vinegar smell in the man's words, as if to get to the bottom.

"My passport and visa have expired. There are some problems when I go to apply for it. I have to register with him. If not, I will be sent back. But at that time, I didn't want to come back. At that time, I just took the certificate examination in Paris, and I was very busy every day, so I couldn't give up halfway at that time, so that was the only way at that time. Only in that way can I be recognized by Paris and stay there without delay in my studies. "

AI Meng light said, as if in memory of some of the past.