Never deeply in love

She raised her head and tried to open her eyes wide to look at the face above her head. Unfortunately, the light was too dark and only a dark patch could not be seen clearly. Suddenly, the sharp pain from her lower body made her groan and her fingers subconsciously clung to a smooth object.

Mo Zihan frowned. The dark color on the sheet made him ignore the scratches on his back.

His eyesight had been trained and he had double the eyesight of normal people. He didn't expect this woman to be a virgin. It was a celebration of his recovery of his legs.

Mo Zihan's expression returned to indifference, perhaps because of the medicine. He was very cooperative and crazy. At the same time, there were a few more insignificant scars on his back.

...

Early in the morning, a breeze blew in from the window, raised a corner of the curtain, and sprayed the cool air in the room.

Bai Mingyue slowly woke up from the bed, his hands habitually propped up the bed to get ready. He was stunned to see everything strange in the room.

Wait, where is this?

She patted her giddy head and slowly recalled what happened last night. Her eyes widened as she suddenly turned to look at the sheets under her body.

On the white, snowy sheets, the glaring red was like a winter plum, dazzling.

Bai Mingyue felt the swelling and discomfort in his lower body and could not tell what his emotions were.

This was supposed to be the ending she had thought of, but when it really came, she realized that accepting was not an easy thing to do, but she did not blame the man. After all, it was also her own need.

For the first time in 20 years, he gave himself a man who didn't even see his face clearly? How old, what figure, what background, and whether you have a girlfriend?

It was not that she was unwilling, but that she instinctively thought about everything.

By the way, the id card, she just got a new id card yesterday. If it was lost, it would be very troublesome to replace it.

Bai Mingyue opened the quilt to search for his clothes, only to find that he was not wearing any clothes. He was so scared that he retracted the quilt.

Bai Mingyue was startled by the sudden sound of water coming from the bathroom.

He didn't leave after he was done? What does this man want? Could it be that she was just a random woman who wanted to continue last night?

Ming Yue's face turned pale at the thought, but she couldn't leave without her id card. Maybe the man in the bathroom saw it.

The bathroom door was opened, and Mo Zihan walked out with a towel around his lower body. Beads of unwashed sweat flowed down the rhombic but not exaggerated muscles. He looked at Bai Mingyue, who had already woken up, walked calmly to the closet and took out his clothes. He reached out to untie the towel.

Bai Mingyue was so scared that he turned around and exclaimed, "Hooligan."

When she saw the man walking out of the bathroom, she admitted that she was so handsome, but she did not expect him to be shameless and shameless, to not even say hello, to take away her most precious thing last night, and now to change clothes directly in front of her.

Mo-tse han did not even shake the corners of his eyes. He slowly put on his clothes and was not disturbed by the sound.

Dressed in a black suit, the tie on his white shirt was deliberately pulled down by him. As he turned around, he clasped his watch on his wrist and saw the person with his back to him. His slanted black eyes flashed with a hint of impatience. He reached out and took out a piece of white paper from the cabinet and walked over.

"Sign it."

Mo Zihan handed the paper to Bai Mingyue and also a pen.

While she was sleeping, he used his id card to find out all of her information, and because of the words in her sleep last night, he decided that it wasn't her brother.

Since he had been abstinent for a long time, he naturally did not want to give up the pleasure. Her body was clean, but her skills were too poor, and in order to keep the secret of her legs from being revealed, he had to imprison her by his side. If not for these reasons, he would have killed her last night.

Bai Mingyue was dissatisfied with the flat voice that had crept into her ears. What kind of person did she give herself to last night? And what was it?

When her eyes fell on the big, black words in the first row of the contract, her eyes widened.

"Mistress adoption contract." Until she read every word, she still couldn't believe what she saw.

The content of the contract was very concise. There were only three requirements. His legs were not allowed to be revealed. He was not allowed to leave his side without permission.

She habitually began to think and speculate on the origin of these three requirements.

First of all, she looked at Mo Zihan, who was supposed to be able to stand still but was now in a wheelchair, and deduced that he didn't want anyone to know about his legs and didn't leave his side. It was easy to understand that he was trying to prevent her from divulging the first and the third...

Bai Mingyue thought about what happened last night and cursed in his heart. He threw the contract on the bed like garbage, "What if I don't sign it?"

Mo Zihan pressed a button on the wheelchair and a secret compartment jumped out from the side. Inside was a brand new id card.

"My id card." Subconsciously, Bai Mingyue was about to go up and take it. Suddenly, he remembered that he was still naked and quickly wrapped himself in the quilt again, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Mo-tse's long, slanted black eyes flashed with a cold light, and the next second they disappeared from the wheelchair.

Bai Mingyue could only see a flash in front of him, and his body was crushed by a heavy object, unable to move. When he looked closely, it was not the bastard in the wheelchair.

"What are you doing?" She glared and reached out to cover her empty chest.

What kind of man did she sleep with? She was so handsome that even women were jealous, but she was a pervert with a cold face who liked to expose herself and others.

Mo Zihan easily held her hands in the air with one hand, allowing the snow-white scenery on her chest to expose her eyes. The two trembling cherry blossoms made his lower body feel hot and dry.

Dissatisfied with her abstinence, Mo Zihan withdrew from her body and sat back in the wheelchair. Looking at the tears that flowed from her eyes, his voice was still cold, "I just want you to know the truth. I touched you all over last night. There was no secret. The act of concealment would only make you laugh."

At the same time, Mo Zihan looked down at the watch on his wrist and frowned.

He was a man who didn't like to waste time. This morning, he had spent more time than he expected. He decided to end the conversation quickly.

"Just now you asked me not to sign."

Mo Zihan pushed the wheelchair to the door and grabbed the doorknob, "That's your mother Cai Shuya's life."

Bai Mingyue wiped away the tears of humiliation from his body. Hearing the words, his body stiffened on the bed, and the anger that surged up in his head was quickly replaced by a deep helplessness: "I'll sign."