Chapter 141

Gu Huan felt that he deepened the strength of the embrace, and an inexplicable sadness surrounded him.

"Is it your lost mother?" she said She remembers that one day when she gambled with him for seven days, it was his mother's death, and he was just as sad as he was now

Subconsciously hugged his waist, "Beiming ink, death is the most helpless thing, you. Mother don't want to, forgive her, OK?"

“……” He hugged her as if to embed her in his body

"Huan'er, you'll celebrate my birthday every year, won't you?"

Beiming Mo buried in her neck, as if some coquetry, play like toward her ear. Blowing hot air, "don't you refuse..."

She shuddered, her breath was a little disordered, "don't, don't make trouble Beiming ink... "

Every year after that? Does he want to imprison her for life?

His thick fingers swam in her abdomen, and his lips began to invade her thin neck skin. His voice muttered, "do you think I'm making trouble?"

“…… Like... " She dodged his attack.

But he was easily shackled in his arms, unable to move.

With a low sigh, he bent down. He picked her up and gently put her on a carpet. The deep pupil of his eyes crossed the desire. The light of his eyes --

"huan'er, I'm serious. You are my best birthday present

After that, his body covered her gently, and her soul killing lips covered her closely

Inch by inch carrying her heart, little by little destroying her will.

The warm thin lips even came to her chest, mouth, mouth, eager to be one with her

"But..." She hesitated.

"Don't be afraid, huan'er, I'll be very gentle --" he was hoarse.

Her heart was tight and she complained: "Beiming ink Why do men always want to do. Love, like to say some sweet words to cajole women... "

"Because it represents him --" his eyes are deep and he smiles low, "he wants to love her..."

She shuddered and her heart missed a beat.

He wanted to love her

Even if you know his so-called love, and the love she wants, thousands of miles away.

But she has to admit that Beiming Mo is really a master of flirting.

Close your eyes and feel the touch of the tip of his tongue, leaving a fine and comfortable kiss mark on her skin.

It's so comfortable that it's intoxicating. Even if we know that indulging with him is equivalent to falling into hell, we still can't stop his gentle attack

What's more, if a man with a cold temper like him becomes gentle, I'm afraid few women can resist him?

"Is that ok How happy are you He asked her tentatively how she felt.

“……” She sighed in the bottom of her heart, thinking that she would be separated from this man tomorrow. Maybe it's hard to meet again in this life? She had a touch of sadness in her heart, just to meet his last birthday wish.

She could not help biting his shoulder

Melodious music comes from the carriage, the candles twinkling around, the starry night sky overhead, and the rolling waves in the ears. It seems that his tenderness and her breathing are interwoven into a moving movement

In the end, she said in his ear -

"happy birthday, beimingmo..."

Happy birthday to her child's father.

Even if he had hurt her, he still thanks him for giving her a pair of beloved babies.

Thank him for being gentle tonight.

Thank you for saving her.

But Beiming Mo didn't love her.

And his gentleness is just the poisoned poppy.

Once you get it, it's a hopeless addiction

In the early morning, the waves were roaring.

She woke up in his arms, a trace of shyness across the bottom of her eyes.

I can't believe the Madness on the beach last night. He was so bold

The candles and glasses surrounded by hearts have all gone out.

Sea breeze blowing, mixed with salty sea. Salty taste, especially cool heart.

Gu Huan carefully looked around, very quiet, as if there were no people in this area except them.

She didn't know that it was actually a private beach in beimingmo.

No one can get in and out of here without permission.

That's why he would hang out with her on the beach

"Awake?" He had a slightly hoarse voice through her ears.

She raised her eyes and looked at his half bleary eyes.

"I'm going." Then she quickly got up and dressed with a red face.

He said with a smile, "I don't know how many times I've seen it. Is it a bit late to be shy now?"

She gave him a white look. "I don't care about you!"Standing up, she patted the fine sand on her clothes, took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. Fortunately, it was still early and she could catch the plane.

He sat up lazily, and the sheet slid down, revealing his sexual and sensual Mermaid line ABS.

"I'll let the fire send you back."

"Well." She nodded, suddenly a little preoccupied.

Step forward, like do not give yourself a chance to look back, her step is very fast.

Behind him, he smiles disapprovingly, and his tone is gentle -

"huan'er, thank you for your birthday present."

She had a good rest.

He continued to smile, pretending to be mysterious, "I'll take you to another place in the evening. In return, I've prepared a gift for you."

"Well, I'm leaving, beimingmo, goodbye -"

She perfunctorily, without looking back.

Knowing his gift well, she was afraid that she would never see it again.

Continue to take a step, can take a step, feel more and more difficult step.

However, thinking of Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang's face, she tells herself that she can't look back

Really gone, Beiming Mo, never see each other again.

He looked at her back and hurried to the car. Wei An's body lay down again. He looked at the blue and quiet sky and enjoyed the broad and peaceful nature. He didn't notice anything unusual about her

*

Beiming family mansion.

Early in the morning, Cheng Cheng packed up and was in a state of euphoria.

First, grandma felt sorry that he would be lonely abroad, so someone sent Bella to accompany him by air.

Second, Cheng Cheng, who has always been calm and indifferent, almost bent his mouth at the thought of reuniting with his mother and Yang Yang.

All the people of Beiming family gathered together.

Because today's Beiming family is not just the day when Cheng Cheng, the grandson of Beiming, goes abroad.

At the same time, it's also the day of Beiming's parents' marriage!

"What, can't get through to the second one? What about fire? Isn't the fire always with him When Beiming Master heard that the servant still couldn't find Beiming ink, he was furious.

"Master, Xing Huo's phone is also turned off." So answered the servant.

"Son of a bitch! What kind of master there is, what kind of slave there is! " The old man of Beiming blew his beard and glared. He was so angry that he grabbed his crutch and stamped it on the ground.

what make complaints about Lao Tzu Yan's side is a bit of a sleepy face. He has not seen a wakeup state. He glanced at his father and chucked up his cool way. "That's what kind of son I have."

"You little son of a bitch, if you don't get angry all day, I won't be reconciled, will I?"

"All right, all right!" Jiang Huixin calm brow, quickly advised, "you two a person less said a word."

"Hum!" The old man of Beiming stared and yelled at the servants, "don't you give me someone to look for! All over the city, you have to find that smelly boy! Even if I send my son abroad, I dare not even see him off! "

"Yes What's the matter with Mo? I really don't want to see Cheng Cheng off? " Jiang Hui anxiously looks at the clock, and then reluctantly looks at Cheng Cheng's clever face, "Cheng Cheng is going to the airport..."

"Grandma, don't worry. Maybe dad wants me to go alone. I know he wants me to be brave." Cheng Cheng raises his head and says meekly that although there is a loss in his innocent eyes, he is also secretly relieved that it might be better if his father doesn't come to see him off.

"Cheng Cheng is really sensible..." Jiang Huixin choked and lovingly touched Cheng Cheng's cerebellar pouch. "When you go to Australia, you should remember to call grandma more. Do you know, grandma will miss Cheng..."

At this time, the servant outside called out -

"master and madam, the fire is coming."

With this sound, Xinghuo's strong body finally appeared in Beiming mansion.

He walked up to Beiming master with no expression on his face and bowed slightly, "master, I'm sorry to be late. I'm going to take young master Cheng to the airport."

"Where's the second one?" Beiming old man looked around and saw only Xinghuo come in.

"The master said that going abroad is not a big deal. Young Master Cheng is a man and he has to learn to be independent, so he won't come to see him off. Don't worry, master and madam. The master will send someone to take care of everything the young master does abroad. " Xing Huo replied, "in addition, today is the wedding day of young master Yifeng. The master said he would not attend, but he sent someone to send a gift."

"What The old man of Beiming was so angry that he said, "on such an important day today, how could the second man play missing for me?"

"Master, calm down. The master has something important to do today, so he can't leave."

"What's more important than your son going abroad? What's more, Yifeng will get married. It's not the second bastard who forced him out? " Old man Beiming's crutches are worn on the floor.

"Zhengtian, don't be angry." Jiang Huixin stroked the old man's chest and said, "maybe Mo is afraid that Cheng Cheng will not leave when he sees him, so he won't come. In this case, we will not wait for ink. Let's go. "So, accompanied by a group of people, Cheng Cheng set out

*

in this box, Gu Huan and Yang Yang have packed up.

"Don't you really need me to deliver the plane?" Yun Bufan looks at Gu Huan bitterly.

"No need!" She refused, still unmoved.

Yang Yang smiles and pats Yun's extraordinary big leg, "extraordinary dad, although I'm not used to your promotion from brother to father, but Ann, mom will take good care of me. Don't worry --"

"who's worried about you? I'm worried about you. Mom, there's no one to take care of! " Yun Bufan glanced at Yang Yang and said, "you don't know how confused you are. Mom, she's too timid to do anything. She doesn't know how to play every minute..."

"Ah! The cloud is extraordinary! How do you talk? " Gu Huan rolled his eyes in displeasure. "It's my limit to let you be a famous father. Don't push your nose on me!"