Chapter 32

Yin moting found Liu Moxi secretly glancing at his figure, "Xi Xi, do you think my figure is good?" He rubbed his knees and chatted provocatively.

"Count, count!"

"You have an eye. You have a good study of men's bodies."

Liu morxi found that he had fallen into the trap of Yin Mo Ting, and his face became more red. "No, I haven't studied it."

"I haven't studied it. How do you know my figure is good?"

"Well, that's not good." Liu morxi pulled her clothes awkwardly.

"No, my figure is not good. That means you've seen a better one!"

Yin moting's eyes are cunning. He just likes to tease her and looks at her shy.

"No, no, I haven't seen it." Liu morxi flustered and put his hands to explain. He was so angry that he could not dig such a hole. This can make people how to answer. It's neither entering nor retreating.

Liu morxi was still in a panic, and Yin moting had touched her waist and hugged her in his arms.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Liu Moxi pushed and shooed and hit Yin moting with a small fist. "Let me go quickly, or I'll bite!" With that, her little white teeth had touched his bronze muscles.

"Bite, you can bite as you like. But I can't bite Yin Mo Ting's meat casually. We said that you should kiss when you bite, huh?"

The two bites she made were itching for him, but they had an appointment. Yin moting was happy about Liu morxi's biting behavior.

Liu morxi felt that he had fallen into Yin moting's trap at every step. He was wronged and tooted his small mouth. His big eyes flashed at Yin moting, "please let me go." Her voice was sweet and tender. Coupled with her cute expression, Yin moting felt dissatisfied with her desire.

"It's no use pretending to be poor. If you promise me a condition, I'll let you go."

Liu morxi thought that the man might be digging a hole for her again, but if he didn't promise, he would be held all the time. She didn't want to, so she might as well gamble.

"Yes, but the promised conditions do not involve physical contact."

Liu morxi was very happy. He was really smart. As long as he didn't involve physical contact, Yin Mo Ting wouldn't do anything.

"No problem."

"I promise, I promise, you let go."

Yin moting let go of her, and her deep eyes were filled with a soul stirring light, "I'll move here in the future. You want to live with me."

"That won't work. If men and women don't give and receive, how can we sleep in the same bed? You're in breach of contract. I said we can't have physical contact."

"Who said there would be physical contact? Do you want to take advantage of me? You are almost disfigured by the young president of Yin's group. I want you to live with me. This is a reasonable compensation."

The black bellied president really couldn't stand it. She began to regret biting him just now. But he said there would be no physical contact. That should be OK.

Now Ding Jiaxin is still missing. She lives in the dormitory alone. She's afraid. In addition, an Xuebing will scold when she sees her. She can't go back home. It seems that she can only live here. She nodded shakily.

But after thinking about it, she was still worried about Yin moting. She looked around the house and finally chose to go to the bookcase. She began to select some thick books inside. She moved them to the bed one after another, and piled them into a row of book walls in the middle of the bed.

Yin Mo Ting hugged her arms and looked at her panting with fatigue. She could hardly cry or laugh.

"What are you doing, imitating Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?"

"Even so, I think it's better." She patted the books piled up by herself and said with great satisfaction.

"Can I understand that you are implying me? Do you know, but Zhu Yingtai fell in love with Liang Shanbo first."

"I'm not. I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed." She slipped into the quilt, covered the quilt over her head and refused to talk to Yin moting again.

Because I'm afraid of going into the pit.

The quiet room was filled with the breathing sound of Liu morxi. Yin moting sat on the sofa and looked at her quietly. He was a little distracted.

The little girl that haunted him is now in front of him and within his reach. But even when he hugged her, he had to think of countless reasons and lay countless traps. Her alienation and tension made him heartache again and again.

Yin moting lit a cigarette, and there was a little red light in the dark room. He let a cigarette burn into a butt and stepped on his feet. He was secretly determined that Yin moting would live again in Liu Moxi's heart.

The night was too long and too short. He sat on the sofa and looked at her. He looked at her little figure in the quilt. From her hands clutching the quilt, he could see that she didn't sleep well. Maybe she's been bothered recently, or maybe she doesn't trust him too much. He wanted to hug her so that she could sleep in his arms, but now was not the time.