Fickle CEO

The feeling was like being punctured, slightly painful, with a trace of horror.

Mu Yanchen's cold eyes are burning with burning lust. Her begging stimulates a trace of animal nature in his bones. With the burning breath, he kisses her hair. She feels that she is stimulated to shiver and says in a low voice: "bear it! And deeper... "

Lanxi all over exuded thin sweat, a short sob clenched the back of the sofa, that kind of forced to the storm like occupation just started.

Mu Yanchen kisses her more affectionately, and his fingers explore her delicate neck like gelling fat. He goes down the curve and goes down to the raised sleeping skirt, which gives her more exciting love. The incongruous hot moan is becoming more and more intense in the living room in the morning.

When she was forced to the high tide for the second time, mu Yanchen was finally willing to let her go. In her paralysis and convulsion, she turned over, clasped her hair, kissed her lips, and swallowed her sobbing into the abdomen.

Slender legs on his shoulder, muyanchen low dumb command: "from now on, far away from him! Do you hear me? "

Lan Xi's heart sour overflow, distended the whole chest, even the abdomen is just after the release of a trace of colic after tightening, her tearful face tilted in the past, did not want to pay attention to him.

She raised her head with a cry and was again stimulated into a strong reaction.

"Say" yes. " His cold eyes are full of despair after being stabbed, thin lips close to her ears.

Lan Xi bit his lips and lost his direction again in the frenzy of passion, clinging to his shoulder and sobbing for mercy in a low voice.

Tired and sour, she is going to be tortured to death.

Mu Yanchen was defeated by her fragile moment in the bewilderment, and her breath was heavy several times. He took her tight posture to kiss her lips!

After the tsunami, it was a mixture of hot sweat and heavy breathing disorder to the extreme.

Lan Xi's body was sticky and uncomfortable. He thought of taking a bath again, but his strong arm clenched her. She frowned slightly, and her grievance was even worse. However, she looked at the past with a cool look in her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "you are jealous."

Her voice was very small and weak, but she used the affirmative sentence pattern indifferently, which made her man suddenly stiff.

Lan Xi had a little bit of revenge, revenge for all he had just hurt himself. He wanted to push him away from the sofa. Mu Yanchen, however, wrapped her soft catkin with cold eyes, pulled her five fingers and looked at her palm --

soaked in hot water, the broken skin was no longer bleeding, but turned into a red one.

It turned out that he remembered that she just fell on the top of the storage box.

"Still hurt?" He asked in a low voice of pity.

Lan Xi was in a trance for a while, but he couldn't get it back. He had to laugh and laugh: "it hurts. It's killing me. Mu Yanchen, you are still the same as before. Every time you feel unhappy, you take out your anger at me. Are you happy now? "

Before.

Mu Yanchen's thin lips coldly pursed into a line, coagulated her one eye, grabbed her waist, held her up and placed herself in the chest. Lan Xi's sour voice whined, and his whole body was like soaking in the water. Only then did he know that his whole body was sore, even his fingers were sore. It was just a delusion to push him away.

"And you know I'm not happy?" He asked indifferently, his mood had returned to normal.

Lan Xi gently leans on his chest, frowns and murmurs: "ghosts can see..."

Mu Yanchen thin lips pursed, want to ask what but did not ask, but forced to endure too uncomfortable, he bent his head against her forehead: "these years I am not here, have you ever been with others?"

He didn't want to worry about this problem, and he really thought that he didn't care. Since he decided to let her go, he knew that she might belong to other men all his life. However, the scene in the early morning made him understand and wake up gradually. Some things were not rational. If he didn't mind, he would not mind. If someone touched her, he could not bear it Yes.

Lan Xi a stiff, water Mou looks at him, want to say of course have.

She also hoped that she had been with other people so that she could be angry with him.

With her long eyelashes drooping, she said weakly, "I said you would believe it?"

Why hadn't she noticed that the man was so jealous before? Or is he not confident at this point?

Mu Yan Chen pats her back brain, light way: "say."

Lan Xi took a long breath and said in a hoarse voice, "No. I've never been with anyone. "

After a pause, mu Yanchen continued to ask, "even if Ji Heng doesn't?"

Lanxi has been lazy to pay attention to his suspicions, buried in his arms, deliberately said: "of course, I lied to you, I'm a flower, chasing my people line up long, I date with them one day, hold every day."

That suddenly overflows in front of the chest warm current lets mu Yanchen be in a trance for a while, just react to come over for a while, she deliberately teases.

Junyi's lips were rarely hooked, and her long fingers caught her face and bit her lips.

This bite, eyes close, the light shining in the pupil, two people look at each other, can not move their eyes."You are a downtown area. I don't want to go there every day. You should not be so free every day to have time to accompany me. I usually put the key here on the eaves, which can only be touched by people with thinner fingers. If you have no place to go in your spare time I'll take you in. " Lanxi eyelashes tremble, endure the sour in the heart, pretending to be generous to say.

Mu Yan Chen eyebrow suddenly jumped!

What did she mean by that?

"You take me in?" He narrowed his eyes, and his fingers drifted over her sweet jaw, and his belly touched her lips.

"Well," Lan Xi said with a blush, "I'll take you in."

Mu Yanchen gazed at her eyes for a long time, gently spit out a sentence: "this is the way you choose to be with me?"

Lan Xi's face, instant red more fierce.

It is not clear whether she is shy or sad, or even embarrassed. The tsunami like sour in her chest swept her past, leaving only Qingming in her eyes: "not only the way, but also the conditions."

Mu Yanchen was aroused by her interest, although listening to a cool thin heart, but still motioned her to say.

"Mu Yanchen, anyway, there is no one around me now. After graduation, I'm still a person in this city after graduation. Since you have to pester me, I can't avoid it, so we'll be together. I don't want to worry about the past. No matter whether you're with me for stimulation or you want to cheat me again, I'm very lonely, and I need someone to accompany me Choose you. "

Speaking of this, she paused and gave a bitter smile: "it's not chaotic. Lunguo, how about going crazy?"

"But mu Yanchen, I want to make an agreement with you in advance - there is no future between us. If one day I really meet someone I like, or one day you don't want to play, and want to step back and get married, I'll tell them to each other, so that we can get together and have a good time, OK?"

The only way she could think of being with him without getting hurt was this.

This is the best way for urban men and women to relieve loneliness and not want to be responsible.

-- no heart to heart, no responsibility, no thought of the future, regardless of right and wrong

How about Mu Yanchen?

After she finished the whole paragraph, she quietly waited for his reaction. Whatever she wanted to come to, mu Yanchen's temperament was proud. Once he thought about it, no one could change it. Even if he was rejected, Lanxi felt that he had not lost much.

And mu Yanchen's cold eyes just stare at her for a long time.

Thin lips slightly white, he pinched her chin with long fingers and asked, "Lan Xi, tell me You don't want to really be with me, the most important reason is because there is no future, or you don't love me so much? "

In the end, it took all his strength to ask.

He can be sure that she doesn't have no feelings for him, but just loves this thing, which has nothing to do with anything. It's one thing not to love. It's another thing that he doesn't want to love and dare not to love. He's been hiding in his heart, and he's afraid to tell her the truth directly. Maybe it's just that --

Lanxi, you may not love me so much.

As early as four years ago, he knew that the distance between them was not so simple. In addition to blood relationship, age, experience, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many? Four years ago, she was too lonely and painful, too would understand dependence and warmth as love, but what about four years later? After she understands love, there are so many people around her, can she still choose mu Yanchen so firmly, or will she leave a way for herself? She feels that it is not necessary for her to do so?

Eyes of his eyes, I don't know that I am forced to struggle into the water

Sometimes when she thinks too much about these problems, she will have an irresistible headache.

After a few years, Yan Mo's jaw seemed to be in love for a long time.

Then he got up, the heroic figure in the morning light exudes a cold and indifferent flavor, finishing his clothes, picking up the tie thrown on the tea table, a series of movements are so elegant and pressing.

So he said yes?

All the time, he forced her to be with him. How could she really talk about it, but he was not happy?

Lan Xi bit her lips and didn't want to think about it any more. When she stepped off the sofa, she felt a little bit sour and terrible, especially the pain between her legs was indescribable.

Mu Yanchen raised her eyes, eyes cold fixed on her body.

After a long time, his eyes finally softened. He took her bright wrist and put his arm around his neck. He put his hand under her knee and held her horizontally.

"You know what?" He stares at her and says, "I think I should have left you by all means, not letting you go to any university or society That way you can keep your mind clean and don't have this mess. "Lan Xi was shocked and immediately responded to what he said.

Mess?

She frowned, and stared at him with no heart.

Her half wet hair was scattered in a little disorder, and her neck was full of kissing marks. She could not help but ask her once more.

"Move faster. You have 15 minutes left. You're late." He kindly ordered her to come to the bathroom door.

Lan Xi water eyes a tremble, looking at the clock hanging on the wall, this only to find that really has been nearly nine o'clock.

She was frightened to get off him immediately and ran to the bathroom barefoot.

Moyan Chen deep and cold eyes stare at the door she closed, thin lips cold cold into a line, chest emotions across the river, but what can do? Although so heartache, so uncomfortable, but why listen to her soft say with him "together" the three words, he still want to promise so cheaply?

Walking to sit down on the sofa, his cold eyes closed, slowly rubbing his eyebrows, thin lips pale.

Moyanchen, you are not saved.

In just 15 minutes, Lanxi ran crazy, washed and dressed. Before walking, she poured some toner to pat on her face. Her face was fresh and beautiful. The beautiful lace long sleeve thin shirt made her more and more beautiful.

She ran to wear shoes, moyanchen had already carried her bag at the door waiting.

"So slow, sour legs?" He frowned and said, a deliberate smell came out of his low magnetic voice.

Lanxi face suddenly a red and white, burning uncomfortable, turned to close the moment by him from behind into the bosom, gently kissed the earlobe, the smell of the wind let people can not stop.