Yi Joe has not yet slept, watching TV on the sofa, also did not turn on the air conditioner, covered with a thin blanket lying on it.
Mo Beiting walked over and said, "why don't you sleep?"
Yi Qiao sat up from the sofa, she was wearing silk pajamas, this kind of weather is not warm, "you don't let me wait for you?"
He put the flowers on the tea table, took off his coat and wrapped them around her. His fingers rubbed her soft cheek, and there was a smile between his eyebrows and eyes. "What are you waiting for me?"
Yi Qiao looks at the bunch of flowers on the tea table. She doesn't have any in-depth study of the flowers, and she can't see its ancestral home from her appearance at a glance.
I just think the packing is very exquisite, which is fuller than the roses in ordinary florists.
Although she didn't understand, she also knew that this bunch of flowers must be valuable.
Mo Beiting was wearing a suit and overcoat of excellent quality. He was wearing millions of famous watches on his wrist. He was also the most recognizable classic. His whole body was full of: as long as I'm happy, money is not a problem, please kill my noble temperament.
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my wife!
Yiqiao reached for it and said, "for me?"
Mo Beiting stared at her with a kind of look at the mentally retarded eyes. He bought a bunch of flowers and didn't give them to her. He couldn't keep them for himself.
He doesn't have a twisted heart. He also likes flowers.
Mo Beiting light return way: "not."
Yi Qiao had already touched the wrapping paper and drew back his hand. The shallow interest in his eyes also faded: "then you can put it under the eaves outside. I don't like the things that are given to other women in my house."
"Other women?" He looked lazy, as if he was just answering casually.
Yi Joe smelled disinfectant on his clothes.
I want to know where he went.
Today is the second day after the wedding, so it's time.
Yi Qiao takes off his coat and throws it aside. She gets up and goes upstairs.
Mo Beiting held her hand, did not get up, but gave people a sense of supremacy, "how do you plan to deal with these flowers?"
How to deal with it?
Of course, it's just like this. I'll throw it away when I thank you.
"Keep it."
The man's handsome and gentle face showed displeasure, and he looked at her without expression, "I send you flowers, not to let you abandon my shoes."
"It can't be used or eaten. It's so well packed that it can be used as a decoration. Do you want me to make rose sauce for you?"
Yi Joe didn't dislike the flowers he sent, but felt that the man was really - inexplicable.
It's so late, I can't let her go out with the flowers.
Mo Beiting was silent for a long time and said, "it's OK."
Yi Qiao
This is estimated to be the most valuable rose, which not only amazes her vision, but also enriches her taste buds.
She was speechless, so she had to lower her head and kiss Mo Beiting on the lips. "Thank you for the flowers sent by my third brother. I like them very much. They are beautiful. It's a pity to open them. Let's put them like this."
Mo Beiting's eyes always fell on her face. Hearing the words, he said in a low voice: "hypocrisy."
The hand clasping her wrist instead pressed the back of her head, and the four lips fit together without any gap. The man held her lips, pried her teeth open, and deeply kissed her.
Yi Qiao didn't struggle, and even responded obediently to his kiss.
At the end of the long and lingering kiss, she was still panting, but the man had already got up to hold her and went straight up to the second floor.
The bedroom door on the second floor was closed. Mo Beiting held Yiqiao in his arms and couldn't help, "open the door."
His eyes darkened.
There is a strong desire to invade all over the body.
Yi Qiao opens the door, can't wait for her to push the door open completely, Mo Beiting kicks the door open and walks in with her.
Mo Beiting and the woman came into the mattress, panting quickly and forbearingly, "we don't need anything today, eh?"
Yi Qiao was so confused by his kiss that she didn't understand what he was saying. She only felt vaguely that he was asking her something and nodded subconsciously.
The next second, the man's kisses were so overwhelming that it hurt her a little.
She shrank to hide, but behind her was the bed, which was unavoidable. She raised her hand to push him. As soon as he raised his hand, he held it in his palm, and the man's lips were kissed one by one along her slender fingertips.
Mo Beiting raised her chin in order to kiss more closely.
Yi Qiao felt that her breath would be taken away.
A little resistance of the arc is a little bigger, it will cause him to kiss harder.
Yi Qiao's state is really much better than before. The man's hand begins to explore her. Her whole body is stiff, and the confusion in her eyes suddenly wakes up.