Tang Xinyan looked at his tight thin lips silent, suddenly some curious before he loved the girl is what kind of.

It must be pretty and excellent!

Ignore the chest spread out of a sense of astringency, she will bare feet from his palm back.

This time, he did not force any more.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, there were more cigarettes and lighters between his long fingers.

He looked at the little woman curled up on the sofa and said in a low voice, "the woman you think is my mother."

Did not expect that he would answer her, Tang Xin Yan a Leng.

Although she and Mo Chi Wei are not married because of love, legally, his mother is also her mother-in-law.

She asked with concern, "your mother and son must have a good relationship. Is she all right?"

Mo Chi Wei's long and narrow eyes are covered with thick emotions. Looking at Tang Xinyan's eyes, they become heavy and complicated.

At half a sound, he whispered, "she's dead."

Tang Xin Yan long eyelashes trembled, look solemn, "sorry, I don't know."

Mo Chi Wei holds the finger of the cigarette box with force, and the veins on the back of his hand are slightly raised. It seems that he thinks of something heavy and painful.

By his heavy low pressure shrouded, Tang Xinyan drooped small head, no longer say anything.

Mo Chi Wei stands in front of the French window and smokes a cigarette. After he has a phone call, he looks at the caller ID and goes into the study equipped with the suite.

Tang Xin Yan vomits his tongue. No matter how dull he is, he can see that Mo Chi Wei is not happy.

But also, if he thought of his dead father, he would be depressed and sad.

Originally, she wanted to go back to the 26th floor while he entered the study, but she didn't want to make him unhappy again. She sat on the sofa like a good baby, staring at the door of the study.

Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour

Mo Chi Wei hasn't come out of the study yet, and Tang Xinyan's eyelids become heavy after several days of insomnia.

……

An hour later, Mo Chi came out of his study after receiving the long-distance call.

Tang Xinyan has fallen asleep.

She didn't lie on the sofa, with her knees in her arms. Little by little, her head seemed to fall off the sofa at any time.

He gently put her on the sofa, and let her small head, pillow on his slender legs.

He took his business cell phone to read the email and occasionally glanced at her.

She sleeps very well. Her long eyelashes make a shadow on her smooth face. She is quiet and pretty.

He raised his finger and gently scratched the tip of her pretty nose.

Disturbed, she whispered, and her little head unconsciously leaned to a warm place.

She didn't realize that she was the most sensitive place for men.

The warm breath spilled over, even through the pants cloth, also can penetrate, originally he was still lazy and leisurely body, suddenly tight into a line.

Suddenly I felt like I had dug a hole for myself.

Pressing down the fire from his belly, he moved her little head to her leg.

She was confused and leaned to the edge of the sofa. Last time she hit the coffee table, he felt sorry. Seeing that she was going to fall again, he quickly moved her back.

She continued to lean towards a warm and comfortable place, her face almost touching him.

His eyes grew darker and darker.

Long finger will cover her face hair aside, voice hoarse low Nan, "little thing, do you know what you are doing?"

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