Lucky to Have You Till the End

Without even thinking about it, she opened the door of the rear compartment directly.

"Sit in front." Mo Chiwei said directly.

"Sit in front?" A thick sneer, across Tang Xinyan's delicate red lips, "Isn't the position in front of you reserved for your fiancé? I clearly remember that when I went to buy coffee beans last night, you let me sit. Back!"

After speaking, Tang Xinyan didn't hesitate at all, and directly opened the door of the trunk and sat in the back.

After getting in the car, Tang Xinyan dropped her head. Even if she didn't raise her head, she could feel that Mo Chiwei's black pupils, full of blazing heat, had been locked tightly on her body, and that light made her feel uncomfortable.

There was no way, Tang Xinyan had to turn her head out of the window.

The atmosphere in the carriage is very strange.

I don't know how long the car finally stopped. Tang Xinyan, who felt almost unable to breathe, got out of the car. She ignored Mo Chiwei who got off the car and walked into the villa.

Tang Xinyan’s return made it impossible to sleep. Meng Baizhi, who ran to the villa, had a pale face, especially when she saw that Mo Chiwei personally picked her back, her hands were firmly held together, and jealousy and gloom flashed under her eyes. The ruthless light makes people shudder and the hair is terrifying.

But there was still a bright smile on her face.

Stepping forward, holding Tang Xinyan's hand, she said as a hostess, "You will still have to work hard in the future, but if you are too tired to be a servant, you can take a good rest. After all, I am pregnant, Aleng and I can still understand. ."

Tang Xinyan just smiled indifferently to these words of hers, and she ignored her, and walked to the room where she had lived.

Seeing Tang Xinyan walking towards the servant's room fairly acquainted, Meng Baizhi showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"A Leng..."

Mo Chiwei walked up to the second floor, Meng Baizhi hurried to his side.

"A Leng, I bought your favorite midnight snack."

Meng Baizhi took Mo Chiwei and went to the restaurant. But it was thrown away by Mo Chiwei.

"A Leng, you..."

Mo Chiwei's eagle eyes fell on Meng Baizhi's body, and the warm eyes made Meng Baizhi surprised.

"From now on, Tang Xinyan will no longer be a villa servant. In the next month, she will be my lover."

After speaking, he walked directly to the servant's room.

lover? Looking for a lover blatantly in front of her fiancee? Mo Chiwei, how can you cross the river and tear down the bridge? How can you be so excessive?

Mo Chiwei strode into the servant's room and saw Tang Xinyan sorting the sheets, his eyebrows furrowed together, he stood beside her, clasping her wrist with big hands.

"From now on, you are my lover and you don't need to live here."

When Tang Xinyan heard the word lover, there was pain across her clear eyes.

She raised her lips and asked mockingly, "If I don't live here, where do I live?"

"Master bedroom." He took her and walked directly out of the servant's room.

Standing at the door of the master bedroom, Tang Xinyan stopped.

"I don't want to sleep here, absolutely not."

Tang Xinyan's eyes, like water, revealed his own firmness.

She could not forget the scene of seeing Meng Baizhi lying on the bed in his shirt in the morning.

"No?" Tang Xinyan's refusal repeatedly made Mo Chiwei's face sink.

"In front of me, no one dares to say no repeatedly, Tang Xinyan, don't challenge my bottom line easily!"

Without waiting for Tang Xinyan to say anything, there was a vibrating sound from his mobile phone, and seeing the caller ID, he took the mobile phone into the study.

Not long after he left, Meng Baizhi came to Tang Xinyan.

Seeing Tang Xinyan standing at the door all the time, without the intention to enter, Meng Baizhi's red lips flicked an evil smile.

"This is the room where Ah Leng and I live. On that big bed, too many intimate things have happened. You... come late."

Meng Baizhi's pride caused a touch of disdain and ridicule in Tang Xinyan's beautiful eyes.

"Miss Meng, if you hear me correctly, for the next month, I will be the hostess of this room, and you...are nothing."

"You..." Meng Baizhi's face paled when she heard Tang Xinyan's words, but she was unable to refute it. After all, Mo Chiwei's decision was incapable of changing.

Meng Baizhi turned and left with a gloomy expression.

Tang Xinyan stared at the master bedroom for a while, bit her lip, still did not walk in, but went to the guest room.

...

After answering the call, Wei Mo Chi walked to the master bedroom and saw that Tang Xinyan was not living in it. He frowned and his thin lips formed a straight line.

After a few seconds of silence, he saw Tang Xinyan's figure in the guest room, she was sorting the sheets.

"Well……"

Unexpectedly, Mo Chiwei would stand behind her. The moment Tang Xinyan turned around, she accidentally bumped his hard chest with her nose.

The sudden soreness caused her to exclaim.

Looking at the tall, stiff and cold body in front of her, she wrinkled her eyebrows, "Why are you walking silently?"

Rubbing his sore nose that was hit, Tang Xinyan flushed her eyes and gave Mo Chiwei a fierce look.

"Why don't you go to the master bedroom? Are you questioning my decision?" Mo Chiwei frowned, and a cold light flashed across his deep dark eyes.

"Why do I have to live in the master bedroom? It makes me sick, and I don't want to lie on the bed where you slept with other women, Mo Chiwei, are you satisfied with this answer?" Tang Xinyan asked Mo Chiwei repeatedly. Shouted at him.

The bed other women slept in? Hearing these words, Mo Chiwei frowned more tightly, but after a moment, he heard the deep jealousy in Tang Xinyan's words.

"Jealous?"

Tang Xinyan hadn't reacted yet, Mo Chiwei's **** thin lips had accurately sealed her delicate red lips, and a new round of plunder and conquer began.

His kiss came too quickly and suddenly, Tang Xinyan still showed a state of exclaim, his lips were slightly open, and his hot tongue slid in and entangled her pink little house.

He clasped the back of her head with his big palm, not allowing her to escape.

Tang Xinyan's delicate skin rubbed against the faint stubble on his jaw, hard, thorny, and a bit piercing.

The scenes of her being kissed by him in the past flashed through my mind like old movies.

He used to say that he was the only woman, but now?

During the three months of his disappearance, Meng Baizhi was by his side, and they already had the closest relationship.

He no longer belongs to her alone.

He kissed her thin lips, did he kiss Meng Baizhi?

Thinking of the intimate scenes of him and Meng Baizhi, she felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and she pushed him away without even thinking about it.