The CEO's Little Prey

Her nose heavily knock on the leather coat, she had no time to breathe pain, head came gnashing voice, "what are you doing?"

Ding Yiyi blinked, blinked again, but he didn't come back. Ye nianmo's arms tightly around her waist. He and ye chuyun separated a few steps. "Uncle, aunt is in Australia now. They say they will take you away immediately if they have news."

"Go! You said you would not go abroad! " Ding Yiyi rushed out of Ye nianmo's arms, anxiously looking at ye chuyun.

Ye chuyun's eyes shifted from ye nianmo to her. He said with a soft smile, "I won't go."

As soon as the voice fell, ye nianmo grabbed Ding Yiyi's hand and went to the car. The voice behind him came, "nianmo, give Ding Yiyi to me."

Ye chuyun said it with a smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. Ye nianmo turned to look at him with a complicated look.

He is now besieged. His parents and Uncle Xu force him to marry Aoxue. The brother he grew up with may only have a few years of life, and his only requirement is to give up the one he loves.

Ding Yiyi is stiff. She can't forget that he pushed himself into the arms of Hai Zhuo Xuan, which is a kind of powerless feeling of being abandoned.

She couldn't help but move her finger, and the palm of her finger closed more tightly. She looked up, and the confusion on ye nianmo's face had disappeared. What she replaced was firmness.

"Sorry." He finished in a hurry, opened the door and put Ding Yiyi in.

The car turns a circle in the same place, and then drives forward rapidly. Ding Yiyi looks back. Ye chuyun is still standing in the same place, his body is bleak.

The car is galloping on the road, and the scenery on the roadside is rapidly retreating. Ding Yiyi is looking at the scenery outside the window. The silent atmosphere makes her feel uncomfortable. She can't help but say, "have things been done?"

The speed of the car increased a few minutes, and after she spoke, she realized that this sentence made the two people fall into a deeper silence. The car stopped suddenly and the tires made a screeching noise after rubbing on the ground.

Ye nianmo put open footwall, turned to look at her, eyes deep, tone firm, "Yiyi, let's leave."

With pain and tension in his voice, his eyes looked at her for a moment, and he thought of thousands of ways to persuade her and himself.

Her lips were slightly open, and the corners of her mouth were smiling

She didn't ask why, why, where they were going. She just nodded, looking forward to the unknown journey.

They looked at each other and laughed. The car ran all the way to the airport. By the time we got to Bali, the weather was already slightly bright, the rain was falling thinly, with a disturbing procrastination.

The local guide said regretfully, "if you came in October, it would be just right. Now the weather is not very good."

Ye nianmo and Ding Yiyi look at each other and smile. Their hands have never left since they got off the plane. Even the rain outside the window seems to have brought sweetness.

Bali's alleys are very narrow, surrounded by courtyard similar to a family temple, because of the rain, there are a lot less people on the street, two hands clasped on the road.

Slippers from the rain wet two people's clothes, Ding Yiyi suddenly eyes a bright, she took ye nianmo's hand to a special clothing store.

As soon as the store manager saw them, he enthusiastically took out two sets of special clothes for lovers and said, "you are just the newly married couple. Come out to play when it rains."

Two people look at each other a smile, no one exposed, automatic change good lovers clothes, in front of the mirror, Ding Yiyi around him, mouth straight mutter, "it seems that there is something wrong."

Ye nianmo stood quietly and let her look at him, with a smile in the corner of his eyes all the time Ding Yiyi cried excitedly. She stood on tiptoe to reach his hair.

Ye nianmo obediently lowered her head and let her little palm poke around her head.

Good half ring, Ding Yiyi clapped his hands, nodded with satisfaction, "this is a bit like to travel!"

His meticulous hair was kneaded in a mess, and the bangs were put down slightly to cover his eyebrows, but not his tenderness.

Two people come out of the shop, the sky is bright, pedestrians on the road began to get up, Ding Yiyi full alley scurrying, still holding muffins, eyes and looked at the fried noodles on the stand.

On the noodle stand, two Gypsies are leaning against the wall, beating a drum, singing and playing. They don't know what tune they are humming.

Delicious fried noodles, Ding Yiyi eat hiccups, there are still a lot left on the plate, she held a fork and looked at him pitifully.

"Who told you to eat so much all the time." Ye nianmo glanced at her.

Ding Yiyi was embarrassed to swallow the fried noodles in his mouth and said, "this is my first time to go abroad."

She felt a little embarrassed, so she lowered her head and ate a big mouthful of noodles, chewing hard. Suddenly her wrist was caught, ye nianmo's body leaned forward slightly, grabbed her arm and raised it in her own direction, eating the fried noodles on her fork with her posture."I've already had it." Ding Yiyi said with a fork, then belched. Ye nianmo gracefully took the fried noodles plate in front of her and began to concentrate on helping her eliminate the feeling that she had not finished eating.

After eating and drinking, more than half of the time has passed, the sky is still overcast, and the rain is not small at all.

Ding Yiyi remembered that she had seen a beach called jinbalan in Bali on TV. She excitedly proposed to go there to have a look.

Ye nianmo naturally has no objection. He puts down his wallet to pay the bill, and naturally gets up and holds her hand. She looks down at the rain on the floor, gathering into trickles. Suddenly, the sound of penetrating rain comes from the front, "later, I'll show you the world."

In a word, after she arrived at the beach, she was still unable to extricate herself. They each held an umbrella. Although they held hands, there was still an arm's distance between them.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blowing, ye nianmo's white umbrella with the wind, staggering to the sea, Ding Yiyi quickly walked a few steps, "God, the umbrella ran."

Ye nianmo pulled her back, the sparse rain wet him, reflecting his strong body, he took her umbrella without expression, pulled her to his side, and continued to walk forward.

Ding Yiyi looked at most of the umbrellas are all covered in his head, and he was completely exposed under the curtain, she hesitated to continue looking for the lost umbrella.

At the same time, a local fisherman kindly ran to the sea to pick up an umbrella for them. He waved the umbrella to them and came over with a big step.

Ye nianmo's eyes sank quietly. The fisherman saw the handsome man shaking his head firmly. He stopped and didn't know if he wanted to go on.

Ding Yiyi looks back at him strangely along the fisherman's line of sight. Ye nianmo looks light. When she turns back, the fisherman has already taken an umbrella to go back.

Ye nianmo is satisfied with tightening his arm, and continues to walk forward around her. The rain is getting smaller and smaller. The waves roll up the fine sand and wash their ankles, washing the footprints left behind.

Not far away, the bride in the white wedding dress smiles sweetly, letting the rain wet her make-up, but the bridegroom is very distressed, waiting around the bride with an umbrella.

Ding Yiyi stopped, her eyes are irrepressible envy, she has reached the age of marriage, she also thought that she would like most people, find an honest man who loves himself, and then give birth to a child, wholeheartedly live for the child, but did not expect to live like this.

"What are you thinking?" Ye nianmo grasped her hand with deep eyes.

She smiles, points to the bride not far away and whispers, "her dress has broken a line."

Ye nianmo looks at the past with her eyes. When she looks back, she is full of helplessness and doting. Ding Yiyi laughs and walks in front with his hand. When she turns her back on him, her smile collapses. She can't see through his future. Since she can't see through, don't talk about it.

She immersed in the confusion of the future, did not see behind clear and distressed eyes. It was getting dark. It rained all day. They played all day.

The sun is covered by dark clouds layer upon layer, there is no sunset, not far away with a strong rhythm of dance music has begun to ring, the sound looming, with the meaning of Carnival tonight.

When the sun went down and the rain stopped, they sat on the beach. No one spoke, but they didn't feel embarrassed. Occasionally someone walked by, and they unconsciously filled their feet, trying not to disturb the couple.

"I really hated you the first time I saw you." Ding Yi leaned on his shoulder and was about to fall into a deep sleep.

"Yes." He looked at the sea, light response, help her adjust her posture, let him sleep more comfortable.

At night, the beloved falls asleep on his shoulders, the distant waves are still ringing, and not far away, there is still slow music. He opens his eyes and looks at the distance, waiting for the dawn.

The first ray of the morning sun rose from the sea level and shone softly on her face. Ding Yiyi moved comfortably and felt a faint blood beating sound under her skin.

She suddenly sober, some stuttered looking at him, "why don't you wake me up!"

Slowly stand up, the body suddenly stiff, Ding Yiyi see more guilt, quickly ran to help him hold the arm.

Ye nianmo quietly enjoying her worry, his throat move, light said: "I have a thing to tell you."

"Go ahead." Ding Yiyi said while kneading his head for him, he looked down at her, and suddenly raised a faint smile, "nothing."

Ding Yiyi put down his hand and stepped back two steps. The orange sun shone on her face, casting a gentle beauty.

"Nianmo, let's go back." The wind raised her hair, her tone is light, not too happy, angry, sad, in fact, they all know that yesterday's crazy move is just because they are tired, but when the dream wakes up, we still have to meet the reality.

Ye nianmo's lips tightly pursed into a straight line, step back is a shackle, step forward is a cliff, he knows that she and himself have too much.