Yan Mo never directly expressed his jealousy to Meng Mingxuan.
But now it's different.
He has the right to be jealous.
녦Looking at Meng Mingxuan's pale face and slightly red eyes, he did not wait for her to coax him. Instead, he bent down, took her out of the quilt and put her on his lap.
"Your eyes turn red after hearing a few words from me. You weren't so delicate before." He kissed her face.
"You weren't my boyfriend before." Meng Mingxuan said.
Her brother can be mean to her, but her boyfriend can't.
“…”
Yan Moxiao's jealousy disappeared immediately.
He kissed her delicate neck, which still had marks from when he almost lost control last night.
Meng Mingxuan tilted her head slightly to make it easier for him to kiss her.
"Last night... were you guys okay?" She asked with a somewhat disordered breath.
“No.”
"How can you be so patient?" Meng Mingxuan tightly grasped his wrist.
Yan Mo paused and looked down along her collar.
it's beautiful.
Yan Mo couldn't help it and covered him from under his clothes.
She is awake now.
Meng Mingxuan let out a low cry, gripped his wrist hard at first, then realized something and let go completely.
She pressed her breast gently against his thigh.
Yan Moxiao paused, it turned out that she was willing when she was sober.
"You're the one crying out in pain."
As soon as I peeled her off, she refused to give in.
Fortunately, he avoided losing control and finally loved her in another way.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan was angry at her own uselessness.
He was right, she was so delicate.
"You're drunk and unconscious." She raised her head and hooked her arms around his neck, pushing herself into his palm. "You won't scream this time..."
Yan Moxiao lowered his head and kissed her.
After a while of confusion, he took back his hand, tidied her hair, and buttoned her pajamas.
"Don't think about tying a man down with your body."
Meng Mingxuan's breathing was slightly choking, and he realized that she wanted to tie him up.
"Jing Qian told you that men only lose control in bed," she said hesitantly.
She wanted to see him lose control for her.
"I believe you. Mingxuan won't like you to lose control." Yan Mo held her face, his deep brown eyes meaningful, "You don't want to hurt Mingxuan either."
Meng Mingxuan vaguely understood what he meant and her cheeks flushed.
"Then how can I tie you up?" she asked courageously.
"Isn't it obvious enough that you were tied up by Mingxuan?"
His revenge plan was delayed for three months because of her.
She really didn't understand how important she was to him?
"I know you will take care of me for the rest of my life. You promised me a lot. As long as I behave, you will protect and care for me for the rest of my life. What I want now is not this kind of bondage. I want to tie you up as a woman."
She wanted him to love her.
Only her.
It has to be her.
In fact, she didn't completely believe Yan Shaoting's words. After all, Yan Shaoting was very likely to deliberately sow discord.
In her previous life, she had never seen any news about his engagement or marriage.
She will not be easily provoked by a bully.
Yan Mo's eyes moved slightly.
He vaguely sensed the meaning behind Meng Mingxuan's words.
He gently held her lower body with his palm and looked into her passionate eyes, "Are you in love with me?"
“…”
"I didn't feel it."
“…”
"놖 I just feel that you want to sleep놖."
“…”
"Who knows whether you like me psychologically or physically?"
“…”
When Yan Mo was about to say the next sentence, Meng Mingxuan was so angry that she rushed over and bit his lips hard.
Then she jumped off his lap and ran into the bathroom.
Yan Mo looked at the bathroom door that had never been closed and laughed softly.
He got up and went back to his room to change his clothes.
Meng Mingxuan went into the bathroom intending to take a shower, but suddenly found that she had already been showered and changed into pajamas.
She thought of something and quickly took off her pajamas and looked in the mirror.
Seeing this, she gasped.
There were marks everywhere, but I had applied medicine, but there was still some residual stinging.
No wonder he just said that she wouldn't like him losing control.
Meng Mingxuan touched her hot thigh skin and vaguely recalled the scene of Yan Mozhi pressing on her back, pinching her waist and breathing heavily. Her breathing suddenly became disordered.
She put on her pajamas silently.
I was thinking about what Yan Mo said about not feeling her love.
How could she make him feel it?
…
The breakfast atmosphere was particularly quiet and peaceful. Yan Mo peeled eggs for Meng Mingxuan. The smooth egg whites and the slender male fingers had a strange impact.
Yan Mo looked at his fingers, then looked at Meng Mingxuan's wandering eyes, and chuckled softly.
"why are you laughing?"
Meng Mingxuan frowned.
"Men with girlfriends always want to laugh for no apparent reason. Please bear with me."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan stopped talking.
She used to be afraid of him, but now she can't argue with him.
After breakfast, Meng Mingxuan sent Yan Mozhi out. Yan Mozhi lowered his head slightly and pointed at the corner of his lips.
Meng Mingxuan was confused and said, "Nothing was touched."
"I want to feel my girlfriend's love."
“…”
Her heartbeat was a little disordered by him. Meng Mingxuan looked around and saw that the two rows of bodyguards at the door were looking in front of her with their eyes lowered.
She tiptoed up and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.
"I like this, um, I can raise freshwater fish."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan inexplicably understood what he meant. He said her love was very light.
She bit it, hooked her lips around his neck and kissed him again.
She pried open his lips, kissing her as passionately as he had when he kissed her.
Yan Mo grabbed her waist to prevent her from slipping.
When her breathing could no longer keep up with the rhythm, she stepped back with a gasp, "Now what?"
Yan Moxiao's moist and shiny lips curled slightly: "Thank you for saving my life."
"?"
"From fresh water back to the sea."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan never knew that being in love with Yan Moji was such an interesting thing.
He was completely different from the serious and rigid person she had thought.
There were little fireworks blooming in her heart, and she hugged him gently: "Come back soon."
"Okay." Yan Mo rubbed the head in his arms, hugged her tightly for a few seconds, then turned around and left.
It would be nice if she was Thumbelina.
I want to hide her in my pocket and carry her with me for 20 hours.
Meng Mingxuan watched Yan Mo's car go away, and after a long time, she turned around and went back to the villa at the reminder of her bodyguard.
She sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while, then her phone rang. It was a MMS.
Sent from an anonymous number.
She subconsciously knew what it was and refused to move away.
But more than ten minutes later, Meng Mingxuan still opened the MMS.
A photo of a woman quietly appeared in the phone.
PS: [Does it look alike? 】
Meng Mingxuan stared at the girl in the photo, which gradually overlapped with the gentle and peaceful face in her memory.
Her fingers tightened unconsciously.
Really, it seems.
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