Chapter 1849： To meet my wife (4)

So pack your bags, it's too late.

For the first time, Mo Xiaomeng packed up so much luggage and looked a little tired. He collapsed on the bed, curled up and closed his eyes to rest.

At this time, she usually falls asleep.

Ye Sijue moved the packed suitcase to the corner, and when she looked back, she saw how she looked at the moment.

Petite man lying on his bed.

This scene is as beautiful as a painting.

He got up, walked over, and lay down, his thick chest completely covered her with her softness.

Mo Xiaomeng felt his breath, opened his eyes, and a pair of dark blue eyes, they looked like perfect gems.

She asked, "It's too late now, what should I do? What time shall I leave?"

Neither of them expected that it took so much time to prepare gifts.

Some gifts were prepared by Ye Sijue, and they bought just a few of them.

In fact, Ye Sijue didn't want to be separated from her so early, so buying gifts was just an excuse.

Ye Sijue's big hand was on her belly, stroking her slender waist.

"It's too late, let's sleep for one night and leave tomorrow."

Mo Xiaomeng sat up, shook his head, and said, "No, tomorrow will be late. When we return to the United States, it will be on the 24th."

"No, it's only the 23rd tomorrow, and sometimes it's bad, so when you go back to the US, it's the 23rd."

Ye Sijue held her head in one hand and played with her little hand in the other.

Mo Xiaomeng hugged him, a touch of pink on his fair face, "You ... what else do you say, every morning ... you're pulling me to grind, we won't be able to get up early, it will be late Set off. "

She had seen him through.

Just like today, when she wanted to get up, he kept pestering her and letting her go.

The last two fooled around in bed for a long time.

Ye Sijue shook his head. "No, I will get up early tomorrow. I won't bother you anymore. It's about nine o'clock. Can you do that?"

Mo Xiaomen tilted his head and thought.

It's okay at 9:10, not too late.

She was depressed. "But ... I told my family to go back tonight. Are you, you intentionally?"

Obviously he ordered someone to prepare a gift, but he had to take her to buy it in person.

Ye Sijue laughed, pinching her palm, sliding her fingers in the middle.

"It's sincere to buy in person, isn't it?"

Mo Xiaomeng is okay with him, knowing that he can't talk to him.

Anyway, this is the case, and I can only wait for tomorrow morning.

Moreover, her family would not let her go to sleep on a plane at night.

Although there are beds on private jets, they can sleep comfortably.

However, Mo Xiaomeng knew that if he was not with him, he might not be able to sleep.

Thinking of being separated from Ye Sijue, her mood dropped.

The little hand he was playing around took the initiative to wrap his fingers and became ten fingers interlocked.

"You don't want me to leave?" She asked knowingly.

This is the first time the two have separated after falling in love.

Obviously it won't be too long, just a few days, but she was very reluctant, and before she left, she began to miss him.

Ye Sijue rolled over and propped a tall body on her.

"No wonder, I can't wait to tie you up and be with me every second."

The two were in love at this time, and he was afraid that he could not see her figure.

Mo Xiaomeng's heart twitched, his little hand hooked to his neck, and he voluntarily put his lips up.