Scheming Boss Hard To Please

He laughed knowingly, and then held her in his arms and whispered, "let's miss them together in the future. Don't cry secretly and hurt your eyes!"

She wanted to say, no!

She missed Cao Zeming, but the tears, not because of Ze ming, but for the tombstone, for his understanding of the pain, he gave not only a tombstone, but also the recognition of the child they once had, even though the child came from a transaction.

She just hugged him tightly around the waist, her face buried in his chest.

Aware of Qiao Mo Ran's strangeness, Gu Yisheng is a little worried and asks softly, "what's the matter?"

"I..." She wanted to say something, but before she said it, she choked. She could only hold Gu Yisheng's body silently, and tears flowed from her eyes. Wet the shirt on his chest.

By the burning tears burning heartache, he held her trembling body, the fundus of his eyes are understanding: "don't feel guilty to me, I don't feel unfair, it doesn't matter if I think he is!"

Now, he is so humble, once proud of him, now almost to the dust.

Her tears more and more, shortness of breath, hands tightly hold him to remember the clothes, finally cried and said: "no, I just thought of Xi Mo, thought of our Xi Mo!"

His body became stiff, and then he tightened it hard to tell the long and sad pain of this moment in silence.

"I like that name, thank you, Yisheng!"

"Silly girl!" His shaking hand gently lifted her cheek, and the tears burned his trembling hand like fire. He thought she was missing Cao Zeming, but it was not!

"It's always been you!" It is he who has been waiting for her to make up her mind that she will not marry in this life. She will never be able to see him waiting like this and take this step with him. No one knows how difficult and painful it is.

He opened his thin lips and trembled for a few times. His eyes were complex. After seeing her for a long time, he asked slowly. In the voice, there was endless pity and endless remorse and remorse. "Did you go to see it today?"

She nodded softly, her eyes filled with tears and her voice choked. "Yes, I see it!"

"I know it doesn't make up for anything, but it's the only thing I could do at that time." He said, word by word.

Her tears rolled down.

He raised his hand to stick her thin face, hot tears wiped his hand skin, burned the sour heart.

"Momo..." All his heartache and gratitude, as well as guilt, are in this light call.

Want to say thank you, but never said it.

He appreciated that she could finally tolerate him and understand that he married him. That's enough!

"Don't look at me like this and don't be grateful. In the future, we will bear all the happiness and misfortune together." Her hand gently touched his eyebrows and eyes, and her tone was gentle and sincere.

They hugged each other, their eyes intertwined, and finally they cried and laughed.

"Take a bath!" She calmed down and urged him.

"Oh He nodded.

"Drink the sobering soup before you wash it." She said.

"I'm not drunk!"

"You'll feel better after drinking it!" She brought it over. It's not cool or hot. It's just right.

After that, he finished drinking and went to take a bath.

She went back to the bedroom, in front of the wardrobe, and then stood there with a little uneasy in mind. After a long time of deliberation, she finally took out the thinnest Nightgown inside, which was a wedding gift given to her by her eldest sister-in-law Gu LAN. It was said that she was asked to wear it to Gu Yisheng on her wedding night. However, they had not been able to complete the room, so she did not wear it.

Now, she took it out and replaced it silently.

Gu Yisheng is still taking a bath.

She felt a little cold in her bedroom with this thin nightgown. It was late autumn. She waited and waited. After taking a bath, Gu Yisheng did not enter the bedroom, but went to the study. He has been living in the study. He went into the study and changed his clothes. When he came back, he didn't come in at the door of the big bedroom. He called out: "Momo, go to bed early. I'll sleep with a file! Good night

He didn't even enter the door?

Who is she showing in her pajamas?

With this in mind, she immediately went to the closet, took a robe, put it on, and opened the door and went out.

Gu Yisheng just returned to his study and did not see her.

Without closing the door, he sat down at his desk, turned on his computer, and seemed to be touring something.

Her heart is a little tight pain, he these years, do very hard, eyebrows between the corner of the eye are tired, every time see him, it is like that, he is indeed a lot of mature, precipitated down the personality more mature.

She went to the door, leaning against the door, suddenly found that he was lonely!

Gu Yisheng's loneliness makes her sad.

As if he had a feeling, Gu Yisheng looked up and saw the woman standing at the door, wrapped in a white nightgown, as pure as a fairy. He also saw the twinkling eyes in her eyes. He guessed her mind, stopped his work and gave a gentle smile, which was rare. He asked jokingly, "do you love me?"She blushed and turned to go.

"Mo Mo!" He quickly stood up and chased out: "do you have something to say?"

He felt as if she had something to say tonight!

But she walked faster. He took her wrist and pulled it gently. She couldn't leave. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were dyed into two groups of black ink under the light, overflowing with profundity.

Such eyes, so that no one can refuse.

"What's the matter?" He asked softly.

"It's OK!" She shook her head, a little embarrassed, and didn't want to say that she was ready tonight, which was embarrassing.

"But you don't seem to have nothing to do with it!" He didn't guess it. He also thought that the woman's mind was really not easy to guess. He just felt that tonight she was a little different from before, no longer so cold, as if her whole body was covered with a layer of warmth.

“……” She didn't speak.

He frowned and felt as if she were blushing.

"I can't sleep, can I?" He asked again.

She still didn't speak.

"Then come with me to the study. I haven't finished reading the documents. We'll have a chat after reading them!"

He dragged her into the study again.

"Can't you look at it?" She muttered in the back.

He was stunned. Listening to the tone, he seemed to be a little coquettish. He was stunned and felt as if he had heard something wrong, because in the past five years, it was really too heavy for them. It took courage and courage for them to be together again! Because she has always felt that she may have become a passer-by in her world, but she has never expected to have it again. If you want to find what you have lost, you will be careful and dare not touch it. If he wanted to, he hesitated.

He looked back and glanced at her suspiciously. Her lips were pursed and her mouth was bright red. He felt short of breath and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

He has been struggling, in the further and stop struggling, all the desire, buried in the bottom of his heart, the deepest deepest, not to touch.

It's strange for him to sleep for five years, though he doesn't sleep normally! The desire that cannot be solved for a long time can lead to a dream legacy.

Like a little boy, he would leave a dream after a short time. In those nights, her face and body were all in his dreams. When he woke up the next day and had no choice but to change the sheets, he felt very embarrassed, very lost, but very satisfied.

That kind of complex taste makes him uncomfortable but full, he sticks to their love alone, he loves her, has nothing to do with her, just because he loves her.

He looked at her with complicated eyes. He wanted her, but all he could do now was calm and indifferent, diluting his strong desire with his busy work.

"Don't watch it. It's too late. Take a rest! You've been working hard. You need a good rest! " When she saw him looking at herself, she couldn't help saying that her face was a little hot. She didn't know if it was because of the heat tonight or because she was wearing too much.

"Do you love me?" He asked hoarsely.

She blushed and did not speak.

He looked at her and reached for her.

She saw the bloodstain in his eyes and the blue bags on his lower eyelids. She thought that he had been busy, and her heart suddenly softened. She said in a soft voice, "yes, I've always been very distressed."

Even when she married Cao Zeming, she also loved him!

The next second, he yanked her into his arms as if to swallow her into his stomach.

She tried to struggle, but he held her tightly!

"I..." Her face flushed.

"Hush! Don't talk Gu Yisheng buries his head in Qiao Mo Ran's soft hair and sniffs her breath greedily. He doesn't speak for a long time. He seems to be enjoying this moment and embracing tightly.

There are lights and peace outside.

The room is quiet, two people's breathing is a bit short, Qiao Mo ran can hear each other's breathing sound.

The tip of her heart seemed to tremble.

After a long time, I heard him whisper, "I'm sorry, I almost lost control."

When he said this, he did not raise his head, as if he were talking about a disgraceful thing.

Qiao Mo ran Leng Leng, unexpectedly inexplicable sad.

"I don't want to force you, but you know, men sometimes..." He didn't go on.

Qiao Mo Ran's heart smoked again. His nose was sour and moved. He was also very sad and heartache.

"Go back to bed! I want to be busy a little longer! "

As soon as he let go, she suddenly hugged his waist, a little hasty, a little urgent, let him be stunned.

"Momo..."

"We are husband and wife." She didn't want to be coquettish any more. When she decided to marry him, she knew that all these things would happen. He was a normal man and his husband and wife had obligations!

He suddenly pinched and held her neck, his head suddenly fell down and kissed her ear, but said fiercely, "you woman! You woman! I hate you, JoeShe was stunned, listening to his series of words, stunned there, the body so stiff.

She tried to push him away, but in an instant, her lips were kissed. The hot kisses, mingled with anger, hatred and more love, came out together and intertwined in this kiss.

His kiss rolled like a strong wind and waves, as if dissatisfied with her and gave her more punishment, his lips and tongue forcefully pryed her teeth, found her lilac tongue, and tried to absorb the fragrance that fascinated him.

The hot lips fiercely attacked the delicate red lips. She could not help but feel soft. She wanted to push away his hand, tightly grasped his lapel, panted and couldn't help but "whining" to hit his heart, which stimulated him to become more violent and violent.

She watched her fall, tears gushing out, and she trembled in his arms.

He held up her chin, left her lips a little, and whispered, "but I love you, love you, love you, love you..."

She was suddenly speechless, and her big eyes, which were full of tears, were looking at him with bewilderment and heartache.

His frailty, let her rout.