Chapter 44

When he was working in a small office, she would take the vegetables picked from the garden and fold them into small pieces beside him. If she met him holding a video conference with the senior director of the headquarters, she would automatically carry things and sit opposite him. She would not let herself appear on the screen or even make a sound. She just looked at his charming face with adoring and adoring eyes The appearance of a leader.

Let him in the meeting occasionally distracted gap, long hand over the table, micro punishment to knead her little hand. She gave him a big smile and let him do it.

If he was working in his room, she would take off her shoes and climb onto his bed with a miscellaneous book. She would be wrapped in a thin quilt and watch quietly without disturbing him.

They have a tacit understanding in this respect. Will be busy in the gap, the line of sight in the air intertwined, or chat a few words, and then continue to be busy.

On this day, Mo Hui did not know where to take out a set of exquisite tea sets. She washed them carefully in the kitchen, found the best tea, put some tea into the small teapot, picked up the boiling hot water and rushed in.

Mo Hui, the tea maker, thought to himself. He took back the teapot, put on his shoes, went out of the room, went downstairs and brought him a pot of boiled water from the spring to fill it for him. Then go to the low table and sit down.

Today, the sunshine is very good. The warm sunshine shines into the room from the wooden window. Mo Hui took the plain brocade and spread it on the clean wooden floor. She also took a small pear table and put her teapot and Zhang lingshuo's kettle on it. Then he took two books about antiques and sat down at the low table. With a lazy look like a kitten, he patted the position opposite her and motioned Zhang lingshuo to sit down.

Zhang lingshuo raised a pretty eyebrow, took the notebook and sat down beside her.

It's not bad to let her wish it once in a while.

This position is very good. The sun can reach their feet, but it won't touch the computers and books. It's warm and it won't hurt their eyes because of the sun.

She, very quiet, quietly do her own things next to, will not disturb his work, but the side of the water cup is always nearly finished when she filled.

It feels like an old couple, or a tacit understanding that can only be cultivated after a long time.

Zhang lingshuo for this idea, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and then gathered his mind, focused on the computer screen.

Mo Hui frowned and looked at a page of the book in his hand, stunned alone.

In Ming and Qing Dynasties, bamboo painting is famous for its exquisite craftsmanship, exquisite workmanship, luxurious painting style and simplicity, which are rare treasures. On March 19, 2003, the treasure was sold by a mysterious person at the Australian auction house for 39 million yuan. After the auction, the person left the scene. The media waiting outside for a long time did not get any information about the mysterious person.

Her eyes stayed on that page for a long time, sighed, closed the book and looked at the man beside her. She leaned her head between his legs, folded her hands and feet, and fell asleep quietly beside him.

Zhang lingshuo's movements between his hands stopped for a moment. He looked at the little woman sleeping on her legs. Her breath was lightly and lightly sprayed on his legs. Her eyelashes were slightly tilted. There was a faint shadow in the sunlight. Her small nose, not the ruddy lip, seemed to be worried about something.

His eyes slowly moved to the book she still held in her hand, reached out and turned to the page between her fingers, bamboo painting of Qing Dynasty. The pure black eyes flashed a little doubt, and then returned to the original calm.

Take off your coat and cover her gently.

Her stature is not short among girls, but her sleeping position is curled up, so his coat can cover her whole body and prevent the cool wind from blowing to her. She should be afraid of the cold, from her habit of often basking in the sun and turning over the quilt.

Zhang lingshuo didn't care too much. He thought that when she went back to the United States with him, he must remember to ask the family doctor to take good care of her.

Love needs to be paid by each other.

Zhang lingshuo while knocking on the keyboard, thinking about love, he did not have much experience.

It can also be thought that he has been pursued by others, and has not pursued other people's experience at all, or that there has never been a person in his previous life that he wants to pursue.

Now, looking at the woman sleeping on her legs and the warm sunshine outside the window, it's too wasteful for lovers to work in such weather. He has to finish the work in hand.

Time passed quietly, and the sun slanted slightly in the sky.

He looked at the little woman who was sleeping with red cheeks and held her tiny nose in a bad way.

Mo Hui was disturbed in her sleep. She frowned and lifted her eyelids. She couldn't lift her eyelids several times because she was sleepy. She moved and closed her eyes. She opened her mouth and couldn't breathe normally.

She raised her hand anxiously and hit the person who started it twice.

"What a sleepy little lazy cat." Zhang lingshuo chuckled because of her real reaction and patted her on the cheek.

"Let's go out for a walk, eh?" Seeing Mo Hui's sleepy eyes, he asked. His black and white eyes were drowsy. How lovely they were, how lovely they were."Oh." She couldn't get back to her senses and answered foolishly.

She's a little hypoglycemic. Every time she wakes up, her reaction will be a little slow, so she can't digest his words for a moment.

Zhang lingshuo closed the computer on his desk and got up to pick out the clothes.

His clothes are very clear, in what kind of company, for what kind of people to wear different clothes. This time I'm going out with her. It's not suitable to wear a suit.

He picked out a suit of clothes and went to the screen in the room to change.

Mo Hui holds her head and tries to wake up. She rubs her face and skips over the cooled strong tea in her own cup. It will be bitter when it is cold. Now she doesn't want to taste the bitter taste. She reaches for his clear water cup and specially selects the place where he just drank. She drinks it with a slight heat on her cheek. The cool water enters her throat and slightly improves her mind.

Zhang lingshuo walked out from behind the screen and just ran into Mo Hui drinking his glass of water.

Mo Hui looks up, bumps into his smiling eyes, and looks at his cool sportswear in a daze.

"I've only been away for a few minutes, so I miss my taste. Well With a smile and a teasing smile, he touched his lips. "If you want, I think I can lend you a kiss."

His words made Mo Hui's face red and hot.

Since Huiyin cliff, her interest in teasing her has not been reduced. He thinks it will not change in his life.

He stretched out his hand to her, and she put her white hand into his big, generous hand. There was a strong visual contrast between the white and the dark, and the great difference in size also showed her weakness.

Zhang lingshuo gently folded her little hand and pulled her up from the ground with a slight force.

"Where are we going?" Sitting in the back of the trolley, she asked aloud.

After his car hit the wall last time, he pulled the trailer away. "Well, I love it very much." Don't answer lightly.

"Honest cat, I like it." As he said this, he stopped the trolley car, supported the car with his long legs, half turned around, reached for her little face, and saw the subtle expression on her little face.

Sure enough, women are made of water.

He felt that he was angry a few days ago. She had lived here for such a long time. How could she decide to go back to the United States with him in a short time? If she was not familiar with the land, women would worry.

He's good. He's angry.

Recently, he felt that he was a man of dual character. His shrewd and sharp work didn't work for this woman at all. He was impulsive and hot-blooded like a young man in his early twenties.

Hot blood Well, it is.

This is not, just see her soft lips, his eyes will heat up, the whole body blood boiling almost backflow.

He knew how sweet she tasted and how much he couldn't put it down.

"Why are you crying?" He asked.

"I don't know. Tears don't listen." She answered with a little foolishness.

He swore in his heart, sighed, and reached out to wipe her tears. The more he wiped them, the more they flowed.

"I can't help you." He said with a slightly helpless tone. He bowed his head to kiss her tearful eyes and gently kiss her nose. Then he came to his beloved lip and gently kiss her. Then he suddenly squeezed the sweetness from her mouth.

Mo Hui's frantic response to his kiss, how can love be like this, the feeling for him is deeper and deeper day by day, deep like a bottomless hole, sucking all her body and mind, willing to fall.

Zhang lingshuo tasted the salty tears on her lips, which made him excited inexplicably. He hugged her slender waist and brought it to his arms.

You can't let go with a kiss.

Mo Hui leaned powerlessly against his back, his brain was dazed, and his nose was full of his breath.

Can we just let time stay in this moment?

"Where are we going?" The small hand was firmly held by him, the sun had set, and the small tram was also randomly thrown at the intersection of the mountain.

They took only one bag and walked on the mountain road for more than an hour. The man in front didn't show any sign of stopping.