Chapter 294

As a result, when Mo Jingyao's fingerprints opened the door of the room, and when she was gently placed on the bed, Yu se finally realized what kind of presidential suite this was, the big bed room that she had lived with him.

But the lock was replaced by his fingerprint lock.

This This is another exclusive room for him at the kaiwitt hotel?

"Why How is it here? "

"I like it." Mo Jingyao said, xiugu Yuchang's body fell down.

The light in the room is off.

There is a window neon through the curtain micro shot in, but still a piece of darkness.

It's just that in the dark, all the senses are so sensitive.

The feeling that she had been familiar with attacked her, but she could not push it away, "Mo Jingyao Mo Jingyao... " She murmured his name, do not know this evening is the illusion, the whole world is rotating, rotating.

Happiness came so fast that she accepted her incompetence instead.

I don't believe this moment is real.

"It's called Yao."

"Yao." A man's hoarse voice is absolutely a kind of confusion. If you don't want to use it, you call him.

It seems that he is going to ask for all the things that have not been available for half a month at this moment. Mo Jingyao kisses her and becomes addicted to it.

It was not until the feeling of swelling and pain came, and he bit down in anger. Mo Jingyao released her lips, but allowed her to bite him.

The smell of blood spread in the two worlds, but she heard his low smile open voice, "ha ha."

With this sound, Yu se finally loosened her teeth and looked at the man in front of her. Then she reached out and stroked his bloody lips, "does it hurt?"

"Not as painful as before." He said, holding her hand gently on his chest, as if this can feel the pain before him.

"Tell me why?" He looks at Mo Jingyao's eyes.

Mo Jingyao also looked back at her, but for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaose, I'm not good, I can't let you go."

Frank words, but words fall between the metaphorical heart, only feel warm and sweet, he admitted.

The rest, it doesn't matter.

It's not important.

As long as you give her time, sooner or later, she can find out why he has changed in the past half month.

There must be a reason.

It's also a reason why it's not convenient for him to tell her.

Mrs. Zhang can't find out. She can also find Luo Wanyi, Mo Jingxi and the old lady.

It can always be.

Metaphor fell asleep.

It was mo Jingyao who fell asleep.

But even if she fell asleep, the man did not let her go.

It was as if he had been cast a magic spell. If he didn't kiss her, he would be all over the place.

That night, Yu se had been dreaming all the time, and the dream was full of pictures of being forced to kiss.

So that the next morning when I woke up and saw my red and swollen lips in the mirror, Yu se turned around and pinched Mo Jingyao, "you crazy man."

Her lips are swollen again.

It's very swollen.

Big palm from behind the back, around her waist, "ask for leave today, eh?"

"No, I'm an intern. I'll lose my job." She cherished her internship at the Mo Ming Zhen clinic.

Not every intern can get 10000 yuan a month.

It's very lucky that she didn't have a professional certificate to enter the clinic.

"Open a clinic?" Mo Jingyao bows his head, and Jun Yan rubs in her hair.

Yu se just saw the picture of two people embracing each other in the mirror. For a moment, he felt his face was a little hot, "you You get out of the way, in broad daylight. "

"No way." Mo Jingyao is like a sloth on her body.

"Mo Jingyao, I haven't forgiven you yet." Yuse took the toothpaste and knocked it on the man's head.

"Well."

"I want to hit you."

"Well."

"I want to bite you."

"Yes."

"I want to bite again."

"Well."

"I want you to kneel durian more."

"Well."

"Kneel on the washboard."

"Well."

"Do you agree?" She looked at the man who had been burying his head in her hair.

For the first time, Mo Jingyao is sometimes more like a big boy, which does not match the image of the president of Mohist group.

"Well."

Yu se Dun laughed like a flower when he turned around and pushed Mo Jingyao away. "I remember everything. If you want to see me again, you should prepare all the props. Otherwise, don't come to see me."

"Little color..."

As soon as Yu SE's hand touched the water, he directly lifted it to Mo Jingyao's face, "remember it for me, otherwise, I will never pay attention to you again." With that, she turned and went back to the room.Just when I was about to change into the dress I had worn last night, I heard the man say, "it's prepared by others, I don't like it."

"Bang", metaphor color cheek even more hot up, "who told you not to prepare for me, I will wear others prepared."

However, the next second, metaphor was slapped in the face, Mo Jingyao gently pulled open the door of the hotel wardrobe, and then from a whole row of women's clothes, took down a set, "this set is good-looking."

So, he was ready for her.

Therefore, he did not allow her to wear clothes prepared for her.

Even Su Muxi prepared it for her.

"You When will you prepare this These. " So many sets, obviously not after she came last night.

Because, since she came into the big bed room last night, the door has never been opened.

No one has ever been here.

Of course, no one has sent clothes.

These clothes, obviously, were prepared before she came last night.

Mo Jingyao, when he was separated from her, he actually prepared a cabinet of clothes for her to put in this cabinet.

"I don't remember."

"You Isn't your exclusive room here a presidential suite? "

"This one." Mo Jingyao corrected metaphor.

Well, she couldn't keep up with his circuits.

"You go to the balcony." Take a look at the evening dress taken off yesterday. It's really inappropriate to wear it to work. So, after hesitating for a moment, Yu se chose the dress handed to her by Mo Jingyao.

When she took it, she felt very good.

The clothes that Mo Jingyao gave her were all luxuries.

Fortunately, he has never said anything about letting her pay off the debt.

Otherwise, she can't afford it unless she's sold.

"Good." Most of all, he knew she would be ashamed, so Mo Jingyao went to the balcony reluctantly.

Seeing his long back disappear in the balcony door, Yu se quickly took off his pajamas.

Then, when I took down the new clothes from the clothes hanging, I found that there were not only clothes, but also two matching pieces.

Pink color, fall on the bed, metaphor Color Blush.

Such a private thing, Mo Jingyao is ready for her.