Waiting for you to fall a flower

No, no, how could she have this idea? She shook her head and tried to wake herself up.

Ouyang Feng parked the car by the overpass, rolled down the window, and allowed the cold wind to blow into the car, dispersing the oppressive atmosphere in the car. He saw that Yin Mo was already quiet and did not insist on getting off the car, and a small evil thought arose in his heart.

If I kiss her at this time, I wonder if she will be angry...

Coughing and coughing, he cleared his throat and moved his body a little to the right. Yin Mo sensed his movement. His heart, which had been so hard to calm, began to beat wildly again. His muscles were so tight that she didn't know what he wanted to do, but she seemed to know something...

She shrank into a corner in a daze, without any retreat. She watched as he got closer and closer. She could scold him and push him away, but she could not move as if she had been pricked.

Ouyang Feng's face was already in front of her, and the two of them looked at each other face to face, so close that they could feel each other's breathing. Suddenly, he reached out a hand and held her tightly in his arms. The last bit of will in his heart collapsed...

Yin Mo had a pair of eyes that moved him. The first time he looked into her eyes, he fell. Now, he fell again.

The fiery lips kissed the woman in her arms fiercely, with a bit of barbarism, the tip of the tongue traced along her lips, and then attacked between her lips and teeth, plundering her wantonly.

He had never felt such a strong urge to suck a woman into his body. The two of them were in a trance between the sparks and the lightning. Yin Mo's body softened and his mind went blank. Instinctively, he stuck out his tongue and tangled with a man who was not repulsed...

Love is a wonderful thing. Maybe it won't knock, but you can't stop it.

Yin Mo and Ouyang Feng fell in love. Without Jing Ya and Ye Beicheng's feelings, it could be said that they fell in love at first sight, without any reason, without any reason, it was love.

The next night, Jing Ya called Yin Mo again to meet him. Because he didn't know how to talk to his best friend about love, Yin Mo stopped talking on the phone for a long time, and finally didn't have the nerve to say it out.

Three days in a row, Jing Ya was confused. When did Yin Mo start working so hard? Wasn't she the one who said she would rather be fired than overdraft her labor force?

To verify her doubts, she decided to make a surprise attack to see if the woman who said she was working overtime was really working overtime!

She took a taxi to Yin Mo's company. There were only two or three people in the big office, but they weren't the people she was looking for. One of the men with glasses asked enthusiastically, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Yin Mo. Is she working overtime tonight?"

"Yin doesn't work overtime. She never works overtime!"

"Never... Never work overtime?" Jing Ya spat out a few words through his teeth.

"That's right."

Once again, with the approval of Yin Mo's colleagues and the fact that she witnessed it with her own eyes, Jing Ya left the huge office in a rage and stood on the road. She took out her cell phone and quickly dialed ya's number.

"Hello? Jing Ya, what's the matter? I'm busy."

Jing Ya grunted unhappily, "Hey, are you busy? What are you busy with?"

"Work, this damn manager. He's been exploiting my labor all day. I..."

"Don't flash your tongue. You'll get struck by lightning if you lie."

"Ah?" Yin Mo broke out in a cold sweat, "You... What do you mean?"

"I'm standing right below your office. Where are you working overtime? Come out and see me!"

"What!!" What's wrong with Yin Mo? It seems that the love affair with Ouyang Feng can't be concealed...

"Then stand there and don't move. I'll be right there looking for you."

She couldn't help but hang up the phone. Jing Ya sighed. It seemed that this girl must be in love again. Every time she was in love, she would forget about Yu Jingya.

Ten minutes later, Yin Mo jumped out of the taxi. Panting, she ran up to Jing Ya and grabbed her hand guiltily, "Honey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I'm willing to be a cow in my next life..."

"Come on, let's get down to business. Are you in love again?"

Jing Ya looked straight at her, waiting for her to confess and resist...

Yin Mo gritted his teeth and hardened his heart. He simply admitted, "Yes." She nodded.

"Who is it this time? What is it? How old? What's your name?" Jing Ya was no longer surprised that she had a boyfriend. Every time, what she was most worried about was not the character of her boyfriend, but how long she could keep the new relationship going...

"He actually... You know him too."

"I know him?" Jing Ya frowned, "Who is it?"

Yin Mo paused for a long time before Nuonuo said, "Ouyang Feng."

"...

Jing Ya could not describe how she felt when she heard the three words Ouyang Feng, because she had already lost her head in anger.

"Ouyang Feng? Are you in love with Ouyang Feng?"

Her face was livid and she looked like she was going to kill Yin Mo.

"Honey, don't get excited. I know you don't like him, but just because you hate him doesn't mean that I want to hate him with you..."

Yin Mo's voice was very low, afraid that Jing Ya would scold her for being ungrateful.

"What the hell! How much do you know about him?"

"We just started, and we'll get to know each other..."

"You can understand things slowly, but you need to understand things in the first place. Do you understand?!"

Jing Ya could not wait to knock the fool in front of her with a brick. Looking at her dazed stupidity, she knew that she must still be in the dark!

"What needs to be understood immediately? Age? Status? Hobbies?"

"Is that all you can think of? Wake up, Ouyang Feng. He's definitely not for you!"

Yin mo was a little unhappy when she saw Jing Ya's objections. She lowered her head and said gloomily, "Jing Ya, the reason for your objection is because you hate Ouyang Feng for always going against you, or because... I don't deserve him."

Jing Ya frowned in shock. She did not expect Yin Mo to think that way. She grabbed her arm angrily and said word by word, "Listen to me clearly. Ouyang Feng already has a family! He already has a wife. Do you want to be a mistress and destroy other people's family?!"

Family... Wife... Yin Mo's face turned pale in an instant.

"He didn't tell you, did he?" Seeing her expression, Jing Ya knew it.

Yin Mo's whole body was stiff. She had been extremely excited for the past few days, thinking that she had met the terminator of her feelings, because Ouyang Feng was different from her previous boyfriends, and she liked him from the bottom of her heart.

Now Jing Ya's words destroyed all the good and expectation in her heart. Little three, what a dirty word, how could her Yin Mo's life be related to little three!

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she squatted weakly on the ground, crying out loud.

"Mu Mu, I know you're upset. It's still too late to let go. It's not worth it if we don't cry for a man like him!"

Jing Ya hugged her, both heartbroken and angry. This Ouyang Feng who killed thousands of knives, what kind of woman did not provoke, but she had to take her good friend to cut open, obviously with her Yu Jingya!

After pacifying Yin Mo, Jing Ya returned to the Ye family with a gloomy face. Ye Beicheng saw that she was not in the right mood and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Quarreled with Yin Mo?"

"Worse than this."

Jing Ya sat on the sofa, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"What happened?" Ye Beicheng looked confused.

"Ask that guy with the surname ou!"

"Ou?" He raised his eyebrows, "Ouyang Feng?"

"Yes!" Jing Ya looked at him with indignation, "Honey, do you know? Ouyang Feng actually caught Yin Mo's attention. Do you think he went too far?"

"What's going on?"

She recounted exactly how Ouyang Feng had hooked up with Yin Mo, and in the end, she scolded him without concealing her words, "A bastard, as shameless as fei Shaocheng!"

Ye Beicheng's face darkened, and he stood up indifferently, "Let others handle their own emotional accounts. You shouldn't, and you can't."

Jingya saw the coldness in his eyes, and then she was shocked. Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned Fei Shaocheng's name.

"North city, you must stop Ouyang Feng from continuing to be ridiculous. Yin Mo is different from the woman he plays with. She either doesn't take it seriously, or she takes it seriously. I don't want to see her hurt..."

Ye Beicheng nodded, "Okay, got it."

That night, Jing Ya slept very restlessly. She had been worried about Yin Mo's relationship. Although Ye Beicheng said that other people's feelings were beyond her control, Yin Mo was no one else. She was her best friend, almost like a shadow.

Her mind was so full of Yin Mo that she had no time to study what was drawn on the mysterious white paper she had picked up...

For the next two days, she couldn't get through to Yin Mo's phone. On the third day, Yin Mo sent her a text message, "Jing Ya, I'm fine. I went to grandma's house in the countryside with my mother. We'll go back after a few days. The signal here is bad. You don't have to call me."

When Jing Ya received the text message, her heart finally relaxed a little, but she did not completely let go. After all, she knew that Ouyang Feng would never let go so easily!

While she was worrying about other people's troubles, her own backyard was on fire.

Yang Qianxue ran to the Ye family early in the morning, broke away from every gentle facade, and asked Ye Beicheng sternly why he suddenly didn't get a divorce.

Because of her arrival, the living room of the Ye family suddenly became lively. The old witch sat on the sofa with a face full of drama. Ye Mengyao did not go to school and waited for the performance of two women fighting for one husband. Even uncle hai, the usually absent-minded housekeeper, actually watched the scene like a woman.

Ye Beicheng sat in the middle of the living room with a grim expression. Next to him sat his wife, Yu Jingya, and across from Yang Qianxue, her strength today surprised everyone.

"Qianxue, I've made it very clear to you that you shouldn't be here today."

Yang Qianxue raised his chin, "But I just want to know, what's the reason you're not divorcing?"