Never deeply in love

Bai Mingyue lowered his eyes slightly and felt a tingling pain in his heart. She did not know what it was like for Mo Zihan to think about it again, but she could not let it go or even feel uncomfortable.

Music suddenly broke Bai Mingyue's mind. She suddenly regained her senses and realized that the phone in the room was ringing. When she returned to her room, she took her cell phone and looked at it with a slightly strange expression.

It was Shangguan Jingchen who called. After a few seconds of hesitation, Bai Mingyue pressed the button. "Hello?"

"Ming Yue, how have you been with your children these days?" On the other end of the phone, Shangguan Jingchen asked softly, trying to please her gently and carefully.

After that incident, they no longer contacted each other by phone, except the last time he and Xuan Rouxin came to the villa to visit her and the children. She also met Shangguan Jingchen and avoided Xuan Rouxin.

In fact, from the bottom of her heart, she didn't know how to face them. Shangguan Jingchen and Xuan Rouxin thought the same thing.

"Not bad. Thank you for your concern." Bai Mingyue said, pursing her lips slightly. Her lips were faintly white and her eyes were struggling for a moment.

If she had a choice, she would rather not know the truth. Nor was he willing to face the most intimate yet awkward relationship of his own at this moment. However, she had no right to choose.

It was like... Even if she just wanted a simple job, it was hard to get her to do it easily- people always get lost in their moods, and that's what Bai Mingyue is doing right now.

On the other end of the microphone, Shangguan Jingchen felt a little uncomfortable. Bai Mingyue was still so polite and distant to him. It shouldn't be like this between them, but there was nothing he could do.

"Can we meet sometime? Ming Yue, there's something I want to tell you in person." Shangguan Jingchen said in a low voice, pleading.

Such a tone, such a plea that Bai Mingyue could not refuse. She bit her lips lightly. Bai Mingyue thought about it and agreed. "Okay, tell me the time."

After all, Shangguan Jingchen had always been nice to her. No matter what their real relationship was, even if they were friends, she shouldn't be too cold to him for the love he had genuinely cared for her in the past.

"Then tomorrow afternoon, let's find a place to sit down. I'll let you know when I book a place later." Shangguan Jingchen said, his voice tinged with joy.

"Yes." Bai Mingyue said and hung up. Then she realized what Shangguan Jingchen wanted to say to her when he asked her out. He had a vague feeling that it had something to do with their real relationship, but Bai Mingyue laughed at himself.

There were some things that she could not accept, not to mention that she had never thought of them before and that she did not want to do them now. But even if she wanted to find her true family, how could she accept it so easily?

She was never someone who could easily accept other people or things. In other words, she was the slow type. From the way she felt about Mo Zihan, it was easy for a man like Mo Zihan to fall in love with him.

But it still took her a long time to really accept him. What's more, it was still the same as before in her life, and there had never been any intersection, even the Shangguan family full of conflict with Mao Dun. From the bottom of her heart, she still felt that they were strangers to her.

After sitting alone in the room for a long time, the night had finally turned dark outside. The room was completely dark, and she did not notice it. When Mo Zihan walked in, he turned on the light in the room with a bang. The sudden light made her feel blinding and she couldn't help but raise her hand to block her eyes.

"Ming Yue, are you still angry?" Mo-tse han walked over and gently embraced her. For some reason, he always felt that she was right beside him, but their hearts seemed to be separated from each other, and they couldn't get close.

"No, I have nothing to be angry about." Bai Mingyue said, but in her heart, she was indeed a little angry, so in the face of his closeness, she struggled to get up, but Mo Zihan was firmly wrapped in her arms.

He was a little dissatisfied, but more helpless. "Ming Yue, what can't we talk about now? Do you have to be so angry with me?"

Bai Mingyue pursed his lips and looked up at him quietly. His eyes were calm. "I'm not angry with you. I just hope you can respect me once. That's all."

"Is it disrespectful for you to go back to the Han mang film and television and work for me?" Mo-tse's cold eyes were dark and gloomy. "Or do you not love me and don't want to stay by my side?"

He almost blurted out the last sentence. As soon as he said that, he was stunned and his ears reddened slightly. But the eyes that looked at Bai Mingyue were burning, not for a moment.

"Why do you think so?" Bai Mingyue looked at him in surprise, his face flushed, but he didn't know what to say. "I, I didn't mean it at all. Zi Han, you, you know it."

Mo Zihan's eyes lit up with a smile. "So, you admit that you love me and want to stay by my side, huh?"

The man said almost rashly, his eyes even hotter and hotter, making Bai Mingyue blush. He wanted to deny it, but could not deny it. Only then did she realize that such a Mo Zihan was the one that she could not resist.

"I... You... This is totally different, okay?" Bai Mingyue said helplessly, a little embarrassed.

Mo-tse looked at her flushed face with a sneer. Her previous unhappiness seemed to be broken in an invisible way. Mo-tse held her shoulder and forced her to face him.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips before she could react. The hand that held her slender shoulders slid down, involuntarily clasping her slender waist and forcefully bringing it towards her.

Bai Mingyue whimpered, subconsciously reaching out to his chest, but he couldn't breathe, and his mind was blank. Her resistance gradually softened, and her body was tightly locked in his arms, clinging to him as if they were inseparable.

Gradually, she could not help but lean into his arms and put her hand around his neck. After chen chen was born, there were only a handful of times they had been intimate. Perhaps because of the addition of a child, more things inevitably diluted the sweetness of love.

Or perhaps it was because the unspeakable barriers between them had never dissipated. Even when we were together, there was still less impulse.

After a long time, Mo Zihan finally let her go. Bai Mingyue was panting in his arms.

"Ming Yue, think about it and decide if you want to work at the company, huh?" Mo Zihan said that he had always insisted. The fiery breath gradually descended and sprayed on her neck.

Mo Zihan raised his hand and pulled off her loose home clothes, revealing more than half of her snow-white chest. His lips slowly moved over.

Bai Mingyue held his hand down and stopped him with a flushed face. His eyes were blurred and moved, but he bit his lips and shook his head, half shy and half angry.... "You can't promise me once. Don't be so overbearing, okay?"

Mo Zihan smiled bitterly. Even at this point, she still refused to let go. However, he did not know this woman's stubbornness for a day or two. Mo Zihan pulled her hand away, pressed it hard against her side, covered her lips, and took a punishing bite.

"Hiss -" Bai Mingyue gasped in pain.

Mo Zihan looked up and saw a red, light tooth mark on the woman's snow-white shoulder. Mo-tse's lips curled, and the lust in his eyes grew hotter. The fiery kiss fell again.

"Forget it. We'll talk about it later." Mo Zihan said, pressing her against the soft bed behind her, her slender body immediately covering her, and her warm palms began to search around her body. Everywhere she passed, flames rose and burned her body.

In a daze, Bai Mingyue was panting and couldn't help but press him tighter. "What... When?"

Why should we talk about it later? Bai Mingyue was puzzled. This matter was always clear sooner or later. What was the difference between saying it now and saying it later? Besides, she wanted to go out to work early.

There was Wen Lan at home, a nanny and a servant, and the child did not need her care.

"Ming Yue, I think..." Mo-tse's voice was hoarse and cold. He kissed her and undressed her. At this point, he paused.

Bai Mingyue's face was burning, and his fingertips touched the cool crystal buttons on his shirt. Mo Zihan grabbed her hand and pressed it against it. The hint in the action was self-evident, and the brain was extremely dizzy.

The actions of his men were one step ahead of his senses. Her fingertips trembled and she unbuttoned his shirt one by one until half of his strong chest was completely exposed to her.

The soft fingertips pressed against the skin of his chest and quivered from time to time. Mo Zihan was tense and took a deep breath, only feeling a ball of anger rushing down. He covered her soft body even harder, kissed her lips deeper, and slowly slid to her ears, his breath burning.

"... I want to take you out for a walk first. Come back. Let's talk about this again, eh?" He whispered in her ear, very gentle, but with a hint of ambiguity.

"What? What?" Bai Mingyue's breathing became more and more urgent, and his breath became more and more disordered. His eyes were misty and charming.

"Honeymoon!" Mo Zihan gently bit her earlobe, patiently lingering with her, whispering to her, "Have you forgotten? This is supposed to be a post-wedding arrangement."

Of course, they didn't communicate much before they got married. First, it was because the wedding was in a hurry, and the wedding date had been moved up again and again. There were a lot of things to prepare. Secondly, Bai Mingyue had a big belly and was due shortly after the wedding.

Originally, he planned to plan this with her after she gave birth. After all, marriage was a once-in-a-lifetime thing for both him and bai Ming Yue.