Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 92
"I command you to think only of me now."

Di Yao's deep voice was still cold, but it also contained a kind of prayer.

But Mucheng couldn't hear it. When she heard what Di Yao said, she couldn't help but look up at him.

Her smile, with a kind of contempt.

"I wonder how you QJ me??"

In the depths of Di Yao's eyes, there was an emotion that no one noticed.

It seems to be disappointment, or a kind of heartbreak.

"Yes!" Di Yao laughed, "No matter what you think, as long as it's me."

"..."

Faced with his thick skin, Mucheng was also speechless.

She walked straight ahead without looking back.

Di Yao looked at her back, then looked down at the drawing paper.

He picked up the easel, signed Mucheng's name and date on the night Mucheng painted, and wrote his own name on the page he painted.

He took the two paintings and walked towards the villa.

As soon as Mucheng returned to the villa, she went upstairs and lay lifelessly on the bed.

When Di Yao walked up, she pretended to close her eyes and fell asleep.

Feeling Di Yaoyue getting closer, her heart also beat very fast.

This BT, he has already pretended to be asleep, what else does he want to do?

Di Yao walked to the window and looked at Mucheng lying on her side on the bed, she seemed to be a little thinner than before.

Obviously 1.7 meters tall, curled up there, only a small ball.

Probably because the skin is too fair, the blue marks under the eyes are also very obvious.

He leaned down slightly, and his breath became heavier and heavier, Mucheng felt that her heart couldn't beat anymore.

Just when she thought he was going to do something, she was covered with a quilt.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of him going out gently.

It wasn't until the door was gently closed that Mucheng slowly opened her eyes.

Her brows could not help but frown.

That feeling, when he treated himself like that, was frozen in ice.

At first, I thought nothing would happen, so I would hate him, but when I faced him, I still had that strange feeling in my heart.

Is she crazy?
Mucheng ruffled her hair vigorously with her hands. Sure enough, in a contract, whoever is tempted first will lose.

Between her and Di Yao, she lost, and it was so miserable.

Maybe it was too tired, and he fell asleep amidst wild thoughts.

When Mucheng woke up again, she was already sleeping in Di Yao's arms, and she subconsciously wanted to get out of his arms.

Because of her action, Di Yao woke up.

Seeing his opened eyes, Mucheng was startled, and stepped back.

"I'm hungry, go and make me a midnight snack."

Di Yao sat up, closed his eyes slightly, and gave orders.

"What's for dinner now!?"

Mucheng couldn't help frowning, she is also very hungry now, she doesn't even want to get food, why does he still want to eat?

Di Yao didn't speak, just opened his eyes and looked at her quietly.

After being stared at by his eyes, Mucheng was at a loss for words.

Just sitting here motionless.

"under!"

Di Yao's thin lips moved slightly, giving instructions.

Mucheng had no choice but to go down, or call the maid to make trouble.

"I want you to do it yourself."

As if sensing what was going on in her heart, Di Yao said another sentence.

Mucheng walked to the door and was speechless.
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I don't know if anyone has read it, the comment area is so empty, so sad...need motivation, motivation!

(End of this chapter)