Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

"She doesn't want to, right?" Qin Siyu said calmly.

Gu Jing leaned in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and sighed softly, with a hint of loneliness on her beautiful and delicate face.

"I really don't know what she wants me to do before she is willing to believe me."

He didn't have the ability to predict things, and he couldn't know when he was young that he would fall in love with such a person in the future. In fact, he had already made preparations not to get married, thinking that he would continue to be ridiculous, and then find a surrogate when he got old. If a mother gives birth to a child, his life will be perfect.

It's a pity that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. She appeared in his life, so unexpected, so unpredictable, and so...irreversible.

He never regrets the past, because the past cannot be changed. All he can do is to seize every day and live every moment of the present.

From the first time he met her, he had never seen any woman by his side. He was not Liu Xiahui, but he did keep himself clean for a while. It was not until he confirmed his feelings for her that he flirted with her. Make her attracted to him.

She was indeed tempted, and even wanted to kill him for a time. However, after discovering his true identity, she patted her butt and threw him away.

Ran!

Gu Jing collapsed at the time, and has continued to collapse until now.

Qin Siyu did not comment on Gu Jing's words: "What do you want from me?"

Gu Jing was silent for a moment and said, "I have something to ask Shen Nuo."

Shen Nuo is the person who knows Tong Rumeng best. Maybe he can get a breakthrough from her.

"Gu Jing," Qin Siyu called his full name: "The day when Nuo'er's parents will be buried will be three days later."

Gu Jing was stunned.

Qin Siyu hung up the phone and looked at the sunset, his cold eyes not knowing what he was thinking.

Or maybe...I didn't think about anything.

The night is deep and cold, with drizzle and dim lights, playing a perfect hypnotic movement of the night.

While he was sleeping, Shen Rui suddenly felt a weight on his body, as if something was pressing down on him, and his limbs were tightly locked by something unknown, making him not only unable to move, but also almost unable to breathe. He couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes. eyes.

And the moment he opened his eyes, he felt darkness in front of him, ice on his lips, and a soft touch came from his lips. The sleepiness that Shen Rui had not completely dissipated completely disappeared at this moment, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Well--!"

He was about to struggle, but the familiar breath came into his nose as the kiss deepened, and he was slightly stunned.

It was this moment that gave the visitor an opportunity to pry open his lips and teeth and push in.

Only then did Shen Rui react. He struggled hard, but in the end he couldn't resist the other person's strength and could only do whatever he wanted.

Shen Rui's eyes were red with anger, and he wanted to bite hard, but the person who came had expected it, and pinched his chin directly when he was about to bite, so that he could not bite anymore and could only accept his kiss obediently.

She seemed to be menacing, but she was extremely gentle. Her intimacy was filled with deep love and cherishment, as if she had devoted all her life's patience to coaxing him to dance with him.

I don't know how long it took, but when Shen Rui was almost suffocated, the visitor let him go, but did not let go of the hand that restrained him. Their foreheads were pressed against each other, and the two of them were breathing lightly.

"Good evening," the man's voice was hoarse and sexy, with a unique gentleness in his coldness: "Rui'er."

Shen Rui's thin lips felt numb for a while. If nothing else, they should have been swollen. He pursed his lips, his eyes filled with anger.

He gritted his teeth: "Mo Yu, let me go."

Mo Yu laughed softly, and a few rays of tenderness appeared on the cold and handsome face in the darkness: "Don't let go."

Shen Rui's eyes turned red with anger: "You are breaking into a house and acting like a hooligan!"

"Yes," he responded in a low voice, his head slowly moving down to rest on his neck, his warm breath spraying on his ears, "Whatever you say is what it is."

Shen Rui: "..." If you don't get enough oil and salt, you can still be strong even if you don't understand things straightly!

Shen Rui laughed angrily: "Can you please have some face?!"

"No."

Shen Rui: "......"

He really had no choice but to stare at the ceiling with a numb expression, letting him trap him.

For a moment, there was a bit of quiet harmony in the air.

About ten minutes later, Shen Rui couldn't help but say again: "You're not going to sleep on me all night, are you?"

The man paused, slowly raised his head from his neck, and stared at him through the dim light: "Is that okay?"

Shen Rui had a dark look on his face, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "You are very heavy!"

Mo Yu pursed his lips, and after a moment, he let go of him as if reluctantly, trying to get up from him.

However, the moment he let go, Shen Rui's expression suddenly became stern and she attacked him directly.

But Mo Yu seemed to have expected it, and was keen to dodge his moves when he made a move, and grabbed one of his arms, and when he was about to make the next move, he pulled his hand hard and held his shoulders. , directly pressing him on the bed.

"Rui'er," the man's thin lips were pressed against his ear, and his low voice was dangerously cool: "You are really naughty."

Shen Rui's chest was pressed on the bed, and his left hand was clasped behind his back. He struggled hard but still remained motionless. He said viciously: "Be good, daddy! Mo Yu, you are a pervert who likes men!"

"Shen Rui!" Mo Yu tightened his grip on Shen Rui's shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Take back what you just said!"

"I won't!" Shen Rui was furious and said arbitrarily: "If you are really hungry, find another man! Don't shamelessly force me! I feel disgusted! Mo Yu, I feel disgusted!"

The air was very quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear each other's breathing. Shen Rui, who had his back to Mo Yu, didn't see that the man's eyes, as deep as the night, were filled with storms and rain, as if they were implying destruction. Darkness and danger in heaven and earth.

However, the moment he finished speaking, all the emotions seemed to be suddenly washed away, and there was a slight hurt in his eyes, which was fleeting and too fast for anyone to catch.

He loosened his hand and slowly let go of him. He stood up from the bed silently, lowered his head and looked at him, and stepped back step by step with his long legs.

Shen Rui regretted the words as soon as he said them. He watched the man retreat step by step and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he fell silent.

Mo Yu's face was calm, and his cold face and dark night became his perfect protective color.

He retreated to the window, paused, still staring at him, but said nothing.

Just when Shen Rui thought he was going to say something, he turned around and jumped out of the window.

Shen Rui's pupils shrank, and he stood up from the bed suddenly and went to the window, only to see that the man had already disappeared into the night and was nowhere to be seen.

Shen Rui was stunned, his hand on the window frame tightened, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he slowly lowered his eyes, covering all the emotions in his eyes.