Chapter 218

I don't know when Mo Beiting left. When he opened his eyes in the middle of the night, he was no longer in the room.

Her eyes and head are still very painful, caused by a serious lack of sleep, habitually to touch the mobile phone to see the time.

It's only eleven o'clock!

After midnight, she couldn't sleep, so she got up to read.

It's only a few days before the promotion exam. She needs to study the design style of every designer in the company in recent years, as well as the general style of China.

But if you don't sleep well, it's hard to sit still, let alone think.

She got up to make coffee.

Just put on slippers, the door opened, Mo Beiting a robe came in, will have stood up Yiqiao back to bed, "sleep."

"You go out to sleep."

Mo Beiting turned off the light, encircled her and imprisoned her in his arms. "Shen Yiqiao, are you going to annoy me for the rest of my life?"

“……”

I don't want to be angry all my life.

But at least for now, she doesn't want to talk to him!

In addition to his rude apology, he did not feel that his behavior was wrong.

In the dark, the man sighed and rubbed his hand on the top of her hair. "Yiqiao, I've never been so kind to a woman. Even when Chen Baimo was determined to go to the United States, I was calm enough to let her go."

"Is it hard to be honored to be treated so rudely by you?"

She recognized the meaning of his words.

However, she could not agree with this wonderful idea.

Maybe it's because Lu Yan's idea of itinerary is too deep-rooted, so she thinks that if a person really loves someone, he will treat each other gently.

Not like this.

Complete conquest, regardless of each other's feelings.

"Yi Qiao, I'm jealous," his voice was in her ear, hoarse and sexy.

Mo Beiting wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid that she would resist, so he had to hold her tight again. "My behavior is rude. I apologize and forgive me, eh? I promise it won't happen again. "

Yi Qiao knows that Mo Beiting has been coaxing her since she got up this morning.

Estimate, also unprecedented low profile!

Her voice was low and gentle, with the smell of coaxing. She knew that unless she didn't plan to live, how could she be so straightforward? It's also hypocritical.

Yi Qiao bit lower lip, "hand ache, waist ache, there also ache."

When Yi Qiao opened his eyes, the sky was still dark blue.

The room is quiet.

It's no longer raining outside, and the air is still moist!

She raised her hand and pressed her head subconsciously.

Side head, quietly looking at the man sleeping handsome face.

The facial features are clean and deep, with light blue scum on the chin and shadow on one side of the bridge of the nose.

He was so close that he was almost buried on her shoulder.

One arm under her neck!

They, this is a reconciliation?

Yi Qiao moved to move, was immediately carried into the bosom by him, the man opened his eyes, "wake up?"

"Well," she answered vaguely, "it's still early. You go to bed and I'll wash."

Yi Joe pulled out his hand and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Close the door and turn on the tap on the washbasin!

Her face is not very good, a pair of tired appearance did not wake up, Yi Qiao took a breath, Ju water continuously poured on the face.

The cold water in the early morning made her awake. She put her hand on the washbasin and looked up at herself in the mirror.

The bathroom door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Yi Qiao looked through the mirror at the man who only wore a pair of dark underwear coming in.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right away..."

Words did not finish, was passed by the man from behind to embrace the waist into the arms, angular lips come together, containing her earlobe.

Yi Joe was turned by him, a kiss covered up.

The mirror clearly reflects the figure of two people entangled, just wake up, the man's face also shows some hazy sexy.

The standard inverted triangle body, shoulder width narrow buttocks, abdominal muscle symmetry, is only after strict training.

The Sexy Mermaid line is clearly visible.

The man did not kiss for long, then released her, forehead against her, slender fingers into her long hair, her messy hair properly.

Mo Beiting raised her hand and pinched her chin. He looked around and seemed very satisfied. "You wash, I'll take a bath."

"Three elder brothers," Yi Qiao pulls him, the voice is hoarse, "you said that psychological doctor last time, take me to see."