Strong pet marriage: President Mensao take it easy

Luo Nian'an recalled yesterday's dream in his warm breath. It was trapped in a deep well, and he could only see the only piece of blue sky above his head. There was no freedom, no happiness, only constant fantasies. The mood depends on the weather.Thinking of that period of torment, I suddenly felt panic, everything was so real, but it felt like a long dream.

It's just that she knows how free and bright every day she lives now, and he gave her a new sky.

Luo Nian'an was obsessed with watching Mu Yibai sleeping. He was sleeping next to her, facing her, so close that he could see the slightly exposed stubble on his chin.Silent, watching carefully, as if there is something to be gained from watching that way.

Before Luo Nian'an could look at his face enough, Mu Yibai had already opened his eyes.

He put his arms around her waist and looked at her.

Mu Yibai looked at her face, the snow-white skin was so delicate that no pores were visible, but there was a thin layer of fluff, it was as fresh as a freshly grown peach.A hand stroked her hair.

He took her hand with ease, his cheek was pressed against her smooth forehead, and his crooked eyebrows slightly opened into a smile.

Luo Nian'an hesitated for a moment, put his arms around his shoulders, and murmured, "You're awake anyway."

Mu Yi looked at her stupidly, paused for a long time, and finally said in a low voice: "Honey, I said I can sense it."

She lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "So stupid."

Mu Yibai hugged her gently in his arms, resting his chin on her hair, a voice came from her head: "Honey, I became stupid, and I also got it from you."

He kissed her hair: "Honey, stop thinking about it, and sleep obediently."

Facing these warm words, the tears falling from her eyes wet his face.

Mu Yibai's complexion changed slightly, his eyes darkened: "My wife."

His voice reached his ears, the gentle tone, and the simple two words, it was actually a kind of luxury enjoyment, Luo Nian'an smiled softly in his heart, the corners of his eyes were still moist.

Tears blurred, she looked at Mu Yibai, pressed her face against his chest, sobbing softly.

The girl's sobbing made him anxious, and he pinched her chin with his fingers: "wife."

I don't know if it was because of the special sentimentality at night, or because of the dream, but she suddenly wanted to cry.

Of course, these are tears of happiness, because the current self is simply unbelievably happy.

She can no longer take all of this for granted, just a small thing, it is a gift to her, it makes her feel so unreal.

Luo Nian'an's red eyes refused to look at him. From his dark pupils, she could see her embarrassed and ugly self, turning her jaw under his fingers, and turning her face sideways.He let go of his fingers, put his hands on her waist, and hugged her tighter.

"Honey, what happened to you all of a sudden? I'm so worried about you." Mu Yibai frowned slightly, reproaching in a low voice helplessly.

Luo Nian'an's shoulders trembled from sobbing, and his hands wrapped around his muscular waist, sobbing softly without making a sound.

In the dream, I was tormenting and waiting in the hopeless days. When I woke up, his voice suddenly appeared in my ears, and the vivid him appeared in my eyes. My emotions collapsed instantly, and all my emotions were liberated.

Luo Nian'an hugged him tightly as if in fear, her eyes were soaked with tears.

"Why..." he asked in a deep voice.

Luo Nian'an was under him, whimpering, her voice broken: "Because I like it."

Mu Yibai froze and didn't make a sound, but she could feel his fiery breath.

He still didn't make a sound, and after a while, he slowly reached out and hugged her.

Luo Nian'an's eyes were red, filled with tears, and the voice from his throat was a little fuzzy, Mu Yibai wasn't sure if he heard it wrong, his movements became more and more rough uncontrollably, Luo Nian'an couldn't hold back and screamed The hoarse voice repeated over and over again: "I like... because I like... I like you..."

Dreaming back at midnight, it was the first time for her to express her heart so clearly, she knew that Mu Yibai should also feel her love.

Sometimes it's really strange that what you can't say during the day can be said without any scruples at night.

At night, always sensual.

Outside the window, the moon began to rise into the sky and peeped in, filling the room with the faint moonlight it left behind.The sobbing and confession were heard in his ears.

Except for the sound of breathing that just calmed down, the room was quiet, and there was only a slight sound of waves outside.

The morning sun shines in through the gaps in the curtains, the woman on the bed who has been tossed in various positions all night and curled up into a ball, lying on his chest and soon falling asleep, the tears from crying all night are still obvious Some left on the face, and the lips were swollen from being bitten, it was completely unrecognizable.

She fell asleep very early.

He looked at her obsessively.

I have never wanted someone like this, nor have I been crazy about someone like this.

It was already dawn, and it was only a few minutes before she went to work, but he was not going to wake her up.

She looked calm, breathed evenly, slept soundly, and let out a smirk from time to time.

He raised his lips, with a smile in his eyes, hugged her with his big palms, and put her on the bed~ to rest.

This flipping made Luo Nian'an wake up, the hot temperature of the big palm imprinted on the skin and spread into the body, she was too shy to open her eyes to see this scene, she was naked, followed by the position he put her in, closed her eyes Pretending to be asleep, pretending to be faking and falling asleep.

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The attic window on the second floor was open, and in the room, a few halos of yellow light flowed out from the window.

In the bedroom, the man is smoking with his eyebrows frowned, his bow tie has been loosely untied, his sky blue shirt has two buttons missing on his chest, the shirt reveals the wrinkled wrinkles, his eyes are fixed on the front, deep and distant , occasionally raised his eyes, looking at the still door.

After sitting for two full hours, she withdrew her icy eyes, the side of her face was cold and ruthless, as tight as a knife, and her lips were so thin that she couldn't see it.This kind of unguaranteed waiting and persistence made him inexplicably irritable, and he snuffed out the cigarette between his fingers. It seemed that no one had been in the room, and Fan Gaohan got up and closed the door to go out.

At two o'clock in the morning, Chu Xia had just finished working overtime at the company and wandered aimlessly.

There is a light layer of moonlight on the ground, softly reflecting the silver light, the road at night is unimpeded, some cold wind in late autumn is blowing in my ears, on both sides of the road, the dim lights cast a single figure , At this moment, she thought of a certain night, and the good memories made her purse her lips and smile, that's what it was like to have fun in bitterness.

When she returned to the bedroom, her mood was much calmer. Maybe she should learn to be content. Anyway, this kind of life has already satisfied her, and she can't be more extravagant, as long as she can continue to live.

At 05:30 in the morning, the cold wind kept blowing in through the curtains. Chu Xia took a deep breath, got up from the bed and closed the window of the room, and was about to go back to bed and sleep for a while, vaguely, Seeing the car driving in the distance, it seemed familiar. It was Fan Gaohan's Rolls-Royce. She dismissed the idea as soon as she came up, and shook her head slightly. It seemed that she was sleepy, why? Maybe it was Fan Gaohan, someone must have driven the wrong way.

It's been a month, and he hasn't been seen since the last time he was bruised by a car.

He didn't even have a WeChat or a phone call, as if he wanted to avoid her on purpose.

She picked up the remote control panel and turned on the air conditioner.

At this moment, she was surrounded by heating, no matter how hot her skin was, she still felt that it was not warm enough.

She couldn't help but miss how he took care of her in those days when she was hurt.Send her a bouquet of the brightest roses every day.

"In broad daylight, my energy is so low." In a restaurant near the company, Xiao Chen joked leisurely while drinking chicken soup.

Xia Chuchu touched~touched his face, and replied resentfully: "I didn't sleep well last night." Losing his appetite, he ate half a spoonful of rice.

"Well, don't guess, it's definitely an emotional matter. What else in your job can annoy you, you are a recognized strong woman." Xiao Chen put down the spoon in his hand and said solemnly.

Xia Chuchu pondered for a moment, then said softly: "What kind of feelings, I'm not thinking about feelings right now."

Xiao Chen looked at her with contempt, "I said, sister Xia, when can you change your insincere character?"

Xia Chuchu was still thinking about it, but Xiao Chen couldn't bear it anymore, and began to educate her, "Sister Xia, I have worked with you for so long, and I still don't know you well? Tell me, did you encounter any emotional difficulties again?" gone."

Xia Chuchu pursed her lips, and gave her an angry look: "What do you mean, it seems that I am a very irresponsible person for feelings."

After listening, Xiao Chen moved the stool closer to her, and whispered in her ear: "Sister Xia, I know that you are the most dedicated to feelings. In the past, it was Shangguan Hong who didn't know what to do."

Xia Chuchu was stunned for a moment, and looked away unnaturally, his fair-skinned face turned slightly red.

"When I mention what he does, I've already forgotten about him." Xia Chuchu said flatly.

Shangguan Hong, seems to have happened in the last century, such an irresponsible man, she will not think about it.

Don't waste your brain cells on such rubbish.

"Who is that person who bothers you? Is it the person who gave you roses?" Xiao Chen asked subconsciously.

Xia Chuchu smiled slightly, bowed his head and began to eat again.

Xiao Chen knew she was being shy and didn't care much.

In the early morning, the driver was holding the steering wheel, peeking behind from time to time, the window was not closed, the cold wind was pouring into his ears, and his face was everywhere, but his young master didn't realize it. Since the phone rang three or ten minutes ago, staring at After 10 minutes of using the mobile phone, the car that had been parked by the sea was coldly ordered by him to drive away.

The night is over, the lights stand alone all the way, the wide two-lane avenue is unimpeded all the way, I don’t know how long it has been driving, how much cold wind has poured into my ears, in my mind, Wuxia cares about other things, and slender fingers pinch the innocent Silent cell phone, as if treating it like something else.

Fan Gao coldly glanced at the phone for the last time, then looked forward: "Go home."