Fickle CEO

The door was ajar.

The soft light sprinkled on every corner of the room. Lanxi was slightly drunk. She lay on the head of the bed and did not hear the door opening sound as light as dust. The hair behind her diffused and spread on her back like a splash of ink. The small butterfly bone was shining brightly. She reached out to open the drawer of the bedside table and look at the past photos,

slender fingers It's not long enough to reach.

"What are you looking for?" A deep voice like red wine came slowly.

Lanxi trembled for a moment, and his subordinates consciously tightened the sheet and turned his head to look at it -

mu Yanchen's cold eyes were full of light, and he leaned lazily and gracefully by the desk, with long legs half bent and staring at her every move in the soft light.

Lan River turned over to support the upper body, breathing suddenly became unstable!

Damn, wasn't he still downstairs? When did you come up to her room? She didn't hear at all!

"I'm a little drunk. Take a break." Her long eyelashes trembled, and she said with a guilty heart. She grabbed the pillow and leaned against her back. She did not open her eyes and ignored him.

Mu Yanchen eyes light moved for a while, thin lips light pursed past, shadow slowly came to cover her.

Such a close distance makes Lanxi nervous. His hands are full of thin sweat.

Mu Yanchen leaned over, one hand supporting the head of the bed, the other hand gently opened her hand on her chest, held it in the palm heart, pressed on the side of the head, bowed down and kissed.

"Mu Yanchen, what do you do? This is at home! " She tilted her head, and his thin lips burned into her neck.

"I naturally know that this is at home," Mu Yanchen voice with a cool and cool, "at home when you are not all called my brother? Are you very dependent on me? Why did you run when you saw me? "

Burning kiss with a series of hot and humid imprint on her neck, Lan Xi tried to struggle but could not move, let him kiss to the clavicle along the neck line, itching badly, heart pain was severe.

"Brother..." She gave a trembling cry.

When mu Yanchen heard this word, her eyes suddenly changed.

The next floor was full of noisy guests, and the noise was far away by a door. The word aroused all the memories of his residence, including the uncontrollable and sinful excitement of his first possession of her.

Mu Yanchen suddenly tightens her waist and kisses her viciously, leaving a faint red mark on her clavicle. Then he reaches up and grabs her lip, and rages on it. With the other hand, she pushes her clothes away from her legs and pushes them up to touch the thin silk bottoms and trousers she chooses for dress.

Lan Xi was shocked.

"Mu Yanchen, there are still many guests down here. We can't go missing for no reason." She begged for mercy to grab his hand. "Today is Dad's birthday, so we don't want to make trouble. What's the matter, let's go back and talk about it, OK?"

Mu Yanchen's eyes are dignified and indifferent, her fingers are elegant and strong to explore, regardless of her obstruction, gently pull down the bottom and trousers, and the magnetic voice says, "go back and talk again?"

With one hand, he restrained her swaying body, and fell down to face her face. With one hand, he stirred her moist sensibility and felt her moist, and her legs trembled and tense. He stretched his trousers straight, knelt down on one knee to separate her legs, and then pushed them upward, stretching them out in her most sensitive and vulnerable areas.

"I haven't called me in a few days. I'll go back and talk about it? Lan Xi, do you mean to tell me that we should be so scattered? " He came in hot.

"I didn't I called you, but you didn't answer Lan Xi looks up, can't stand his strong, trembling voice explains way.

Across the distance of a door, she did not dare to struggle wantonly, but did not dare to cry out. She could only be at his mercy.

Mu Yanchen raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, staring at her slightly painful but pitiful little face that did not dare to make a sound. She felt a burst of hatred and pain in her heart. She bowed her head to kiss her lips and pulled down the zipper. In this posture, she opened the petals and suddenly rushed into the deepest part of her body!!

“……” Lan Xi bit lip, close the corner of the eye faintly twinkles crystal.

The noise outside is getting louder and louder.

In the corridor, some servants kept passing by, and vaguely heard someone ask, "have you seen Miss?"? There are guests looking for the lady down here? "

Mu Yanchen collides in her suffocating tightness, from slow to fast, so that her small bed begins to creak and move unsteadily, exudes fine sweat all over her body. He bows down and kisses her eyebrow, and then hugs her to the neck socket to let her bite her shoulder to suppress the broken whine and groan.

How? How could she do this with him at this time and place?

Misty in the LAN river opened his eyes, misty eyes.

Mu Yanchen also thinks that she thinks too much, and his strength is more and more uncontrollable. There is even a smell of punishment in it. He hugs her body and is about to penetrate her completely. She feels her body is tightening up and holding him tight.“…… Do you just like the excitement? " Hazy, Lan Xi endure thin sweat to say a dumb voice.

Mu Yanchen's collision action suddenly becomes stiff.

Lan Xi tolerated to the limit, relieved, the ferocious attack of the tide is not so strong, she said in a hoarse voice: "at that time, you told me in the living room below that you like this stimulation with your own sister. You said you didn't really love me to pull me into hell together. Otherwise, brother, why do I hate you so much? I haven't forgotten your kindness to me, not at all. I just can't stand you telling me it's fake

The tears in her eyes became more and more thick. She trembled: "after the college entrance examination, I have already despaired of you. I can't help but doubt it. Brother, why do you want me to believe you?"

Mu Yanchen's surging lust seems to be suddenly closed the gate, full of tears and tears in her eyes.

His body was tight, and finally he bumped into it. Then he bent down and gently kissed her tears.

"You don't know, those words are not only painful, Lan Xi?" His deep voice slowly overflowed, and he was as dumb as ever. He raised his hand to wipe off the sweat wet hair on her face, and said in a low voice, "the college entrance examination is not within the scope of my expectation. Although I wanted to stay with you for a few more years at that time, I didn't want to do that for such a purpose. I remember I said that there is nothing in the world that is really worth my heartache Except for your tears

He hung his eyes, deep eyes like bright stars in the sky, staring at her, low asked: "do you believe it?"

Outside the noisy environment, Lan Xi and he looked at each other, but the tears in his eyes were more and more thick.

"Brother I've been very tired these years. " She said in a hoarse voice.

Only this sentence, she can not help, boiling tears like broken beads, drop by drop into the hair, constantly gushing out, can not stop.

In recent years, I'm really tired.

For such a long time, she has hated and resented Mu Lanxi, and has been so strong and hard to live.

But she would not.

She refused to tell anyone how tired and hard she had been. She was going to break down. Could anyone help her?

She once told herself that she did not love, did not guess, and did not care whether those were true or false, but he came to her again, irresistible.

She has controlled and tried, but she can't help falling in love with him again.

But she loved so hard.

Love and hate intertwined, she told herself not to pay physical and mental, told herself not to rely on, do not believe in forever, do not long for the future. But even in this case, she could not help but suspect his sincerity and motives. Fear of injury and can't help but close, inconsistent, in a dilemma.

This kind of self is very hard.

Mu Yanchen quietly listen to her finish this sentence, focus on her eyes, see a large amount of tears from her eyes, even between their own wet.

It was true that all this was in his expectation, but he could do nothing about it.

Many years ago, someone asked him, "Mu Yanchen, have you ever thought about her life if she doesn't meet you?"

In the final analysis, no matter how much you hurt her, or how much she hurt you, muyanchen, you drag her to hell first.

A trace of scarlet blood gradually climbed into his deep eyes. For a long time, he did not feel the pain in his chest. It was as painful as gouging out his heart. He had no intention to hurt her, but let her live a miserable life in recent years.

"Lanxi..." He bent over and called her low.

Can only call out this even word, the chest was blocked, strong sour up surge, he can not make a voice.