Yi Qiao didn't have the mind of strolling the garden, went straight back to the room.

In the room, there is a tranquil fragrance.

Very light taste!

Yi Qiao more smell more fidgety, open the window, the agarwood with electric incense burner together from the second floor to throw down.

Mo Beiting just walked downstairs, his wet bathrobe had been thrown away by him, only wearing a pair of boxer underwear.

A dark shadow passed in front of my eyes——

There was a bang.

It fell on the bluestone floor and broke into pieces!

It's Shawn who sent him the electric censer.

He didn't like to use it, so Xiao nianen gave it to him for several years, and he never moved it. Recently, I heard that aloes have the effect of sleeping, so I let people bring some.

It's the first time to order tonight. I didn't expect Yiqiao to throw it away.

Mo Beiting's brows gradually wrinkled, and he waved to one side. In the shadow, a burly man came out and bowed to Mo Beiting, "three little."

"Send the monitor of my study 40 minutes ago to my mobile phone."

"Yes."

Mo Beiting's people are very fast.

His mobile phone is on the dresser in the room. When he goes back, the monitoring has been sent.

Yi Qiao is taking a bath. He takes his mobile phone to the balcony and opens the video.

See the picture, Yi Qiao holding the handle of the drawer, at that moment, his heart also followed a heavy lift.

Video time is not long, to Yiqiao out after a few minutes off!

Sure enough, she saw it.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. He was very upset.

He took a cigarette box and lighter from the rattan art shelf and nodded one. In the dark, white smoke curled up, blurring his handsome face and the mood in his eyes.

The bathroom door is open.

Mo Beiting put out the burning cigarette in the ashtray and turned back to the bedroom.

Yi Qiao came out of the bathrobe wrapped in a belt, which was very thin.

The hair was wet, and it was all on the right side, all the way to the waist. The black tip of her hair was dripping with water. She was wiping it with a towel! The neck is slanting, revealing the snow-white skin and delicate clavicle.

She looked at Mo Beiting, wrapped her hair in a towel, and sat on the bed looking at her mobile phone.

He was transparent all the time.

Mo Beiting pestle is there, suddenly don't know oneself in a hurry put out the smoke to come in why, explain? That's the truth. There's nothing to explain. Don't you explain? In the heart and always feel stuffy group fire gas, dry very.

And obviously, Shen Yiqiao didn't want to ask him what he wanted to explain.

I haven't asked him about the divorce agreement since I came out of my study!

Why does he have to go up and stick his hot face to his cold butt?

Mo Beiting went to the bathroom with a cold face.

One is the precipitation mood, the other is do not want to see Shen Yiqiao, wash longer than usual.

When she came out, Yiqiao had already laid down, her hair was still wet, and she spread out on the towel under the pillow.

Mo Beiting looked at her back with no expression: "I went to my study to deal with the documents. I won't go back to my room to sleep tonight."

There was no answer.

She seems to be asleep.

But Mo Beiting knew her and knew she wasn't sleeping. She just didn't want to talk to him!

Mo Beiting's chest heaved violently. He felt that he was really depressed. He was very depressed since he met her.

He stopped talking, turned and went out.

The door slammed shut, and the walls trembled with anger.

Mo Beiting went out. Yi Qiao slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky with stars outside.

What is she doing?

Angry?

With Mo Beiting?

It's not really necessary.

But sometimes, people's emotions are not controlled by reason.

She had to admit that she was really angry with Mo Beiting for the divorce agreement.

……

Mo Beiting angrily went to the study in a hurry. He had no documents to deal with. He was just flustered and didn't want to share a room with Shen Yiqiao.

There is a bed for temporary rest in the study.

Mo Beiting lay on it and couldn't sleep. Shen Yiqiao's words were always repeated in his ears: you think I'm unreasonable. What else can I tell you?

He didn't seem to think that she was reasonable.

And he found that he didn't know her.

Besides knowing that she is a member of the Shen family, she has no idea of her past.

The door of the study opens from the outside, the light on the corridor shines in and prints a shadow on the ground.

Yi Qiao stood at the door, wearing pajamas, slim and thin.

"It's two o'clock. How long do you need to process your documents?"

There was some complaint in the voice.

In the dark, Mo Beiting's meaning was not clear. He said sarcastically: "this ability of telling lies with open eyes is at its peak."

He sat up, put on his slippers and went over to Yiqiao. He clasped Yiqiao's wrist and pulled her in.

A spin, her soft fragrant body forced to stick to the wall, his hands on both sides, her confinement between the wall and the body. Knee a lift, strong into her tight knees, "I'm not a bat, this dark, can deal with what documents?"

Although there is still some anger in the tone, it is no longer as strong as before.

In the dark, Yi Qiao heard Mo Beiting's low sigh!

Then he bent over and kissed her on the lip.

Thin description of the shape of her lips, shortness of breath into hot air swept her face.

His kiss.

As always strong, with a strong desire to invade and conquer, there is a quiet that people indulge in.

Yi Qiao smelled the light agaric smell on him, mixed with the warm breath of his body, sweeping all her senses.

Her hand unconsciously grabbed his hair.