Fickle CEO

Lan Xi Zheng Zheng Zheng, to understand that he may have a headache.

The winter night was cold and cold. Maybe it was the chilly wind that night. He accompanied her for so long and went back to work late at night. He was a little overdrawn. Rao was distressed by others. At the moment, Lan Xi's eyes opened and watched his closed eyes and a little tired face. He couldn't help but stretch out his hands and gently pressed his temples.

The distance was too close, she could breathe his breath, but she had never learned massage at all, so she pressed it without any rules and her strength was light and heavy. But mu Yanchen has some enjoyment. For a while, he is too comfortable to open his eyes.

How good it would be if it went on like this.

"Lan River." He suddenly whispered to her.

Lan Xi a Zheng, "huh?"

He raised his hand, grabbed her catkin and held it in his palm. Mu Yanchen's deep black eyes opened and lifted them. He gazed at her deeply and said, "don't go anywhere in the hotel these days There's something wrong with the company suddenly. I have to go away and I can't accompany you, so you stay well and don't let me worry, OK

His voice is too low and gentle. In the high altitude above ten thousand meters, Lan Xi has a thrilling feeling, but she still looks at him and nods.

Mu Yanchen's mouth Cape draws up a light smile, dumb voice asks a way: "blame me?"

Take her out, give her the most happy start, but not even happy ending together to her.

Don't know why, Lan Xi suddenly thought of China's C City, that day, she waited for him alone at the school gate that night. If Los Angeles is a city without winter and falling snow, the winter in C city is much longer and colder than that in C City. She tried once the taste of waiting for fruitless in the silent night, and she did not want to try again.

The wind again disordered the hair, the brain also followed the buzzing sound, the overwhelming memory roared past.

Lanxi's soft little hand gently opened his hand hanging on his side, five fingers separated, tightly linked with him, soft voice floating in the wind, but he still heard, she whispered and firmly said: "muyanchen, let's go tattoo."

Tattoos.

Wind hunting, cable car shaking, began to fall along the direction of the iron rope, mu Yanchen subconsciously around her waist, tightly protect her in the chest, a long time before drooping eyes, deep eyes on her water eyes: "thorn what?"

Lan Xi clasped his palm again and brushed away the faint fear of pale on his clear face. His smile bloomed like a little flower and whispered: "Lan Xi, a skim, s."

Mu Yanchen's tall and straight body is slightly frozen.

Lan Xi bit his lips, with a little sour smile in his heart. He was a little embarrassed. He gently hugged him, put his head against his chest, and said in a dumb voice, "I'm joking with you..."

She's just kidding, that's all.

People sometimes do things that inexplicably prove the existence of a sense of security in the bottom of their hearts, like promises, like wedding rings, like vows carved on rotten wood that can't stand scrutiny.

And she didn't want much.

The next time she felt she couldn't hold him, she had only one thought left to make her believe that he was still there. He was standing on the back of her heart, and as soon as she turned around, she could see him.

Mu Yanchen's rigid body slowly eases, bows to want to lift up the deep buried head in her chest, but she does not let her. Her soft arms tightly entangle him, and he is slightly tight, which makes him breathless.

“…… "Good," he said in a hoarse voice, rubbing her hair, which was a bit messy by the wind. His voice was as long as it came from outer space. "When we go back home Let's go together. "

No matter how crazy things are, as long as she wants to do, he will accompany.

How could he not know the uneasiness in her heart at the moment, like a walker on the edge of a cliff, a wrong step is the abyss. They are enjoying bliss on the edge of the abyss I thought I could never turn around again.

***

when she saw the two Chinese men in black uniforms at the door of the hotel, Lan Xi thought for a moment that she had seen the real hacker empire. If it wasn't for the calm and gentle expression of the other party, she might have felt that she wanted to step back and call the police.

“Excuseme… "Lan Xi spoke softly.

"Miss mu," the man interrupted with his hands in his trouser pocket, "we are Chinese. You can use Chinese."

Lanxi water eyes light tremble, looking up at these two people, heartstrings not only did not relax, but tensed more tightly.

"What are you here for?"

"Nothing," the man replied simply, "Miss mu, you can have a good rest in the hotel. If you want to go out, please let us know and we will follow - that's what Mr. Mu means."

Mr. mu.

In the distant unfamiliar Los Angeles, Lan Xi heard these three words when the heart just a soft, eyes light no longer so alert to estrangement. There will be no other person here who can be called Mr. mu, except for mu Yanchen.

"Oh," she said, relaxing and looking at their standard posture for standing outside, "would you like to come in and sit down?" It's tiring to stand outside.Man:.... "

He seemed to have never thought that Lanxi would say such words. The embarrassment on his face quickly swept away, and he said in a low voice: "no, Miss mu can take care of herself. If there is a problem, you can call Mr. Mu directly."

Lanxi can't guess what kind of influence mu Yanchen has in such a strange and huge Los Angeles. However, she doesn't want to think about it. Her sweet mouth brings up a bright smile and is full of warmth. She waves her hand and gently closes the door.

-- what kind of worry did he have to invite him to her all night, even private bodyguards?

Lan Xi went to open the curtain and looked at the scenery outside. He was stunned to guess.

After a while, she decided to take a bath. When she came out, she took mu Yanchen's shirt from the cupboard to wear. The big clothes covered her buttocks. She simply tied two buttons, blew her hair to half dry, and planted it in the big bed with a book that mu Yanchen had taken with her.

It was a Book of world finance and economics, all in English. Lanxi was buried in a pile of pillows and watched sleepily. When she met the words that she couldn't, she jumped over. Suddenly, she felt cold. In the past ten years, it was these data theories without life and vitality that accompanied him through his life. He only peeped into the world belonging to him Eyes, it's cold and frightening.

Her long eyelashes trembled twice. She closed the book and accidentally swept it to the position below her shoulder and neck.

The white skin loomed in the shirt, but her attention was focused on a deep kiss. The pink after the rupture of the capillary appeared on the skin. Because of too much force, there was a trace of bruise in the bright red, which looked a bit terrible.

Langxi can't help but feel the phone and press it blindly.

When she pressed the phone, she unconsciously wrote on the screen.

Lan Xi's eyes light, clear and violent shake for a while.

I like it.

For a moment, she began to be uncertain about how much she liked it.

She has never been good at thinking, and is not good at dissecting her own heart to analyze what is hidden in it, so even if she has gone step by step with mu Yanchen, she has never wanted to think carefully about how she has fallen.

She is passive. She has always been so passively led by him. She never thought of taking the initiative to please him, to warm him, to make him laugh But that day in Mu's house, she ran all over the apartment with full of fear to find him. After finding him, she knelt on the ground in tears and said "like" to him. From that moment on, she knew that she had really begun to like Like to can't do without.

One day of one year, in the Mu house, he once held her in his arms tightly, and his thin lips covered her ears and said, "Lan Xi, you can't leave me."

He gave her, is above the whole world above, destroys the heaven and destroys the earth like pet.

A sharp acid suddenly surged up the nose, the clear eyes of Lanxi quickly turned red, Qin Wang warm water mist, closed his eyes, pulled the pillow and buried himself deeply in the warmth.

***

in the luxurious Nobel barking hotel suite, a tall and straight figure walks slowly across a bright and dark light, leaving the key on the tea table and slowly sitting down on the opposite side of the sofa.

Mo Ruqing's face is covered with a layer of light frost. Her beautiful eyes can be seen clearly. She looks up at him.

After yesterday's experience, she can learn a lesson, no longer so hard to follow him, and look at the posture in front of him, he is not planning to let her see Lan Xi in Los Angeles, if not, he would not appear in front of her at this moment.

Her own son, she knows best.

Can Rao is to understand how deep, she can't understand her son and his own sister. Lun!!

Thinking of this, Mo Ruqing's beautiful eyes were immediately excited out of a trace of angry scarlet!

Pressing her breath, she pressed one hand on the other hand and said, "look at you like this. Do you want me to leave for home immediately?"

"The ticket of the day after tomorrow," Mu Yanchen said lightly, pushing things on the table, "you can have a rest before you go."

Mo Ruqing sneered in her heart, and her fingers began to tremble.

"What are you doing? Protect her? Did I hear anything wrong? " Mo Ruqing raised the ticket and scoffed. Her eyes glowed with piercing cold light. "I tell you Yan Chen, you can't ask me to leave. You can tell me what's going on. You're with Lanxi and you've been together, haven't you?"

Her sharp nails almost broke the ticket, and her eyes were scarlet as blood.

"Together" these three words, she bit very clearly, as if to chew into the stomach, so that these dirty things like never happened! And all the meanings contained in these three words can't be clearer than himself!!

Mu Yanchen was silent.A trace of pain spread in the chest, tearing in general, Mo Ruqing gritted his teeth and continued to ask him, "do you know, she is your own sister? Not just admiring It's not just love You've done that kind of thing. It's a mess. It's a complete mess! "

She angrily raised her hand, the ticket and passport information were instantly thrown to the desktop, a myriad of papers fell to the ground.

Tearing sound, pierced the air, suppressed to death of silence!

Mu Yanchen raised her eyes, eyes slowly covered her.

"Yes," he said softly with thin lips, and his deep and steady eyes pressed his hidden sadness. "I'm in chaos."

In exchange for his firm recognition, Mo Ruqing stares at the beautiful eyes and stares at him strangely!

"From the beginning, I knew that I was in chaos. Lun, until now I still know," Mu Yanchen enunciated in a cold voice, the words were clear, "but I can not worry about so much, she is not good, I can only avoid all the people and bring her here to relax."

"So you think she'll do anything if she's ok?" Mo Ruqing interrupted him with outrageous anger, "do you want to worry about the feelings of so many other people?" Her hand pointed to herself excitedly, "what about me? What about your dad? What about the circle of two of you? Don't you care if these people can accept your disgusting relationship!! What do you think? There are so many women in the world, who can't you pick? It's just a Mulanxi who has never been an adult. Are you trying to go against the sky! "

She's crazy.

She's really going to get mad.

Although it has been precipitation for a whole day, think all day, but also endure a whole day! She thought she could calm down when she saw him again, but she didn't expect that she could not calm down at all! She can't accept She can't accept this kind of thing that violates the basic ethics!!

Mu Yan Chen pauses and gathers his cold eyes. He stands up.

He has thought clearly enough.

"If you can't calm down, you can go back home and talk about it. I have time at any time," Mu Yanchen raised his hand to look at his watch, and his eyes swept to the delicate watch chain. His eyes were soft for a moment. "Now, I don't want to disturb you."