Time Travelling Princess

That day, she had been crying for pain. Under his fierce and fierce attack, she had no way out. She was constantly struggling, crying and begging.

But he still ignore, madly want her again and again.

She was so fresh, wonderful and delicate that he couldn't stop being fascinated. Like a young man who has tasted the love affair for the first time, he can't control himself at all. That kind of unforgettable, extremely happy feeling, he will never forget

Perhaps from that moment on, he had the idea of keeping her around forever and never letting go.

He always thought that as long as he was not tired, as long as he did not speak, no woman would take the initiative to leave him.

After all, it is beyond the imagination of many women to stay with him. Not only can you live a life of luxury that was once beyond your reach, but also your vanity will be greatly satisfied.

But Ling Yao Yao did something totally unexpected.

It was not affectation, not pique, not hard to get, so he left him without hesitation and without nostalgia. Never look back

Meng Tingting carefully cleaned up his face in the mirror and cleaned his wet black hair. He saw some extra perfume in the bathroom and sprinkled some of his ears and neck. Looking at the mirror and satisfied with everything, I was ready to go out.

But, after all, she was a girl student who had just stepped out of the school. She had a gentle personality. She was still embarrassed to go out without an inch thread or wrapped in a bath towel.

After a moment's hesitation, she put on her new dress and stepped out of the bathroom with shame and timidity.

On the sofa, Ming haoxuan still maintains the original posture to sit. In front of the tea has been drunk more than half, face a little tired, eyes gently closed, as if asleep in general.

The long and dark eyelashes are half down, and the soft light strikes on his body, plating a layer of charming light on his graceful face.

Meng Tingting enjoyed the rare situation for a while with almost obsession. She gave herself a lot of strength and called out softly: "general manager Ming..."

Hearing the cry, minghaoxuan opened the star eyes full of red silk, and saw the girl standing in the middle of the room with a little bit of shame on her face.

His clear eyes passed a trace of confusion and surprise. He seemed to have just remembered where he was at the moment. He frowned slightly and spat out a sentence slightly impatiently: "didn't you take off your clothes?"

"Sorry, Mr. Ming I This will take off... " Meng Tingting's cheek is even hotter. She stammered and untied her coat in a panic. She was very nervous.

Ming haoxuan was motionless. Her dark eyes were like the deep sea, which could not see the bottom. She was cold and indifferent and looked at the girl who was uneasy about taking off her clothes.

She does have the same delicate and delicate figure, delicate and graceful posture, as well as her young and tight skin, and a young girl's fresh face.

But why? He looked at her, but did not have a bit in front of Ling Yaoyao that kind of reckless impulse and desire. It's like choosing an equivalent commodity to be appraised and feeling that it should be bought, but it can't raise the slightest desire to buy

At this time, Meng Tingting has slowly taken off her jacket and skirt, and only the underwear covering the last key part of her body is left.

She was a little shy. After a little pause, she got up her courage and went on to unbutton the back of her bra.

"Forget it. Put your clothes on." Ming haoxuan, who had never been moved at all, suddenly opened his mouth and said that his black eyes, which had a slight wine taste, had no waves and no waves, were deep and unpredictable, and could not see any of his emotions.

Meng Tingting's fingers suddenly stopped for a moment, then she said eagerly: "president, I would like to, I really want to!"

"It's none of your business. I don't want it." Minghaoxuan Mo spewed out a word without expression, got up and stood up: "you can rest here, I want to go."

Meng Tingting was stunned. She didn't care about her shyness and embarrassment. She ran over and hugged him boldly: "president, am I not good enough? I can change, I can be satisfied with you I don't want you to be responsible... "

Ming haoxuan wrung his handsome eyebrows and gently pushed her away. Her tone was resolute and there was no temperature: "it's not this problem. You don't have to think about it. Have a good rest and go to work tomorrow."

"Why..." Meng Ting's eyes can't bear to shake, but can't you tell me why I can't stand the shaking of her eyes

Minghaoxuan sighed imperceptibly, and then his eyes fell on her delicate and clean cheek, and said in a low and solemn way: "Miss Meng, I am not a good man, and you should not place too much hope on me. It's social intercourse to bring you out. We can't have any other involvement in private. You will have a good future as long as you work hard. "Having said that, he did not look at her any more, turned and resolutely walked out of the door.

After her death, Meng Tingting covered her face with her hands and let out a cry of disappointment and sadness

Although he had drunk a lot of wine in the evening, when minghaoxuan walked out of the hotel door and his head was blown by the cool night wind, he felt more sober than ever.

Where to go? He reached out and rubbed his slightly swollen temple and asked himself as he walked to the parking lot.

Yindu garden villa, his father and stepmother have already left for Beijing. Haolan is still there, as well as Xueer and Yangfei, uncle Cheng and aunt Cheng, who are always making noise and laughing.

But he didn't want to go back there at all.

Since Ling Yaoyao left, no attachment left him, he seems to have no meaning to do anything, just muddle through the day.

The more happy they were, the more prickly he felt and didn't want to stay in the villa for another minute.

And Ling Yao Yao, the little girl he thought about and couldn't let go. At the moment, should be with her two friends, I don't know where to indulge, crazy laugh and make fun of it.

They said they were going to play all night.

How could she remember that there was still a lonely him? Still thinking about her, thinking about her

Ming haoxuan was driving a car with a lot of heart and soul. He ran around a few circles in the empty street. Finally, he returned to the small house where he and Ling Yaoyao lived together.

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