President's Single-minded Love

Mo Xi Jue saw her stiff back in the kitchen, and felt a little pain in his heart. He got up and went over and hugged her from behind. He said in a low voice, "don't do these things in the future. I'll let Vader let the maid come and clean it regularly."

His arms are very warm, Yan xiaonuo only know that his arms can not belong to her after all, drooping his eyes, said: "nothing, this little thing, I can still do."

"Do you mean you want to marry me Mercy asked her suddenly.

"Pa!" A crisp ring, the bowl slipped from her hand, said small Nuo light called a, "good pain."

Mo xijue looked down, her fingertip was broken by broken porcelain, blood beads have seeped out. Yan xiaonuo immediately put his finger under the tap and washed it off, but he was seized by Messi, holding the injured finger.

Her fingertip is gently sucked by his tongue tip, hot and humid, Yan xiaonuo just feel itchy in the heart, can't help but look up at him.

"You see, you are all clumsy and can scratch yourself when you wash a bowl. What else can you do?" Mo xijue looked at her cut fingertip, and felt sharp pain, but saw her eyes.

With the light in his clear eyes, he looked at him timidly and quietly, and his pink lips were slightly pursed. In a moment, he felt that his anger had been thrown into the claw depression.

Yan xiaonuo quickly took his hand out of his hand and said, "I'll find a band aid." With that, she hurried out of the kitchen and found the band aid.

Mo xijue saw the band aid on her fingertip. There was a small white cloud on the light blue band aid, which was very unique and lovely on her delicate white hands.

Mo Xi Jue looked at her and unconsciously grasped her with five fingers passing between her fingers.

Yan xiaonuo looked at his fingers, and suddenly thought of a sentence she had seen before. Five fingers clasped, which is the most intimate way of holding hands between lovers, how can not be separated.

What's the meaning of Messi holding her hand in this way?

She did not think of a reason to come, his kiss fell down, different from the previous crazy, there is a soft lingering.

A beautiful night passed.

Yan xiaonuo woke up at noon, fortunately there was no class, otherwise she would be annoyed to death, her side had already been cold, her heart was slightly lost.

She got up and went to the bathroom to take a bath, but she saw the red marks on her body from the mirror, and her legs were still a little sore.

After soaking in the bathtub for a long time, she felt more comfortable. She put on her nightgown and went to the kitchen to cook.

There are also the dishes that she went out with him yesterday. She thought of his rare tenderness yesterday, and unconsciously brought a smile to her lips. She made several more dishes for him to eat when he came back.

Who knows that Moxi never came back, Yan xiaonuo looked at the dishes on the table were cold, she was going to heat it, this time, the mobile phone rang.

"Are you up?" Mo xijue's voice was quiet.

"Well, get up and get ready to eat." Yan xiaonuo replied.

"Eat first. There's a lunch meeting at noon." Said mercy softly.

Yan xiaonuo was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice, "OK, I'll eat it." Then she hung up.

Looking at the food, Yan xiaonuo sighed, got up to heat a dish, the other dishes she put in the refrigerator.

She's going to a fraternity party tonight, so it's just right for Messi to eat this evening, so she doesn't have to do it.

But I still feel a little empty, outside the bright sun, this expensive and spacious house only she is eating alone, she suddenly feel very lonely.

Bored to eat only a small bowl of rice, not even eat much food, she put down her chopsticks, go to bed in the bedroom.

Deep sleep, do not know how long, the top of the head came a deep sexy voice, "Wan Yan, quickly up."

Who else but Messi?

Yan xiaonuo opened his eyes and saw the handsome face of Mo xijue. She rubbed her eyes and said, "how did you come?"

"Why can't I come?" "Get up and have dinner with me," he said

"Is it evening now?" Yan xiaonuo asked, "by the way, all the dishes are in the refrigerator."

"It's only four o'clock." Said Moses.

"Ah?" Yan xiaonuo was surprised. She looked at her mobile phone. At 4:00 in the afternoon, "didn't you eat it?"

"Who said I did." "The food there is too bad to eat. I want to eat the rice you made."

Yan xiaonuo's mouth opened, "you didn't eat?"

"I'll give you a surprise. Are you happy?"

Yan xiaonuo's mouth opened wider. Did he surprise her? She was really surprised.

Mo xijue saw her star eyes flashing a light of joy, the radian of the corner of her lips was bigger, "get up quickly, I want to starve to death, where is the rice?"

Yan xiaonuo couldn't help but smile. He got up and warmed the food again. Then he sat down to eat with him."I'm going to the fraternity in the evening." Yan xiaonuo said softly to him.

"Well, you go." Messi had no opinion.

"It should be over soon." Yan xiaonuo continued.

"Do you want to stay at night?" Mexici decided to pick his sword and eyebrow.

Words small Nuo speechless, "how possible, I will come back after the end."

"I'll take you there. It's quite far from Jiangcheng hotel."

Yan xiaonuo nodded, "Oh." She looked up and saw that Messi had finished all the food and said, "I'll make you some more and put it in the fridge."

"No, I'll eat it when you come back in the evening." Messi stopped her, took her to her lap and played with her fingers.

Yan xiaonuo only felt itchy, but he couldn't help laughing, "it's so itchy!"

Mercy's eyes were dark.

Yan xiaonuo's body was stiff and jumped off his leg. He said, "I'll sort out my notes." With that, she ran to the bedroom.

He saw that she took out her pen and notebook, wrote on the notebook, and made a nice rustling sound. When he looked closer, he was surprised to find that she was a good writer.

"What are you doing with that? Can't I feed you? " Mo xijue's voice sounded on the top of his head, a little cold.

Yan xiaonuo's forehead across a drop of sweat, said: "this is not the point."

"So what's the point?" Mo Xi decided to pick between his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of displeasure.

Yan xiaonuo looked up and said with a smile: "I like design. In the future It's my dream to be the world's chief designer. "

Mo xijue's black eyes slightly enlarged, obviously shocked by her words.

Yan xiaonuo's small face was slightly red and said, "what's the matter with you? Don't you want to laugh at me

"You're ambitious." Murphy gave a cold snort.

Yan xiaonuo knew that he would not say any good words. He turned his lips and lowered his head to continue sorting out his notes.

Her lost expression fell into Mo xijue's eyes, and he rubbed her hair with a smile.

Yan xiaonuo curled his mouth and raised his hand to tidy up his hair. He muttered discontentedly: "I've made my hair messy again."

"I can make your hair worse," he said

His voice is slow and deep, with a kind of unspeakable bewitchment. Yan xiaonuo almost can't grasp the pen in his hand, and his face is like flying clouds unconsciously.

"Well, don't you have to go to the company today?" Yan xiaonuo had to change the subject.

"We will go," he said faintly

"Are you not going yet?" Yan xiaonuo asked, "what should I do in case of delay?"

"I said I would take you." "It's all at night," said mercy

"That is to say, you will come back late at night?" Yan xiaonuo asked without thinking.

"Do you want me to come back early?"

Yan xiaonuo was frightened by his eyes and turned to continue to write notes. She was a little afraid to look at him.

"Speak." Mercy would lower herself, take away the pen in her hand and throw it aside.

Yan xiaonuo was surrounded by his breath, his heart thumping all the time, pursed her lips and refused to speak.

"If I don't speak, I'll take action," mursey said, holding a long strand of her hair around her fingers

"Well." Yan xiaonuo heart a tremor, hastily promised a, "I hope you come back early."

Messi decided to let go of her long hair. A strange look flashed in her black eyes and said to her, "let's go. Time is coming."

Yan xiaonuo looked at the time, nodded and went to change clothes.

Mo xijue took her to Jiangcheng hotel. Yan xiaonuo got out of the car and walked into Jiangcheng hotel. She looked back at the car and found that it had long been gone.

Yan xiaonuo turned back, but saw Lu Ting. She had a faint smile: "Lu Xuechang."

Lu Ting saw her dress and shawl, and her eyes were obviously shocked, but it was also fleeting. He laughed at her and said, "you're here. Come on in."

Yan xiaonuo nodded and walked into the hotel.

The broad hall, decorated with flowers and champagne, soft carpet, embroidered with expensive peony, bright lights, boys and girls wearing a variety of dresses in conversation.

Yan xiaonuo stood there, a little confused.

She suddenly regretted coming here.

"The words are gentle and graceful!"

A beautiful female voice came, Yan xiaonuo followed the voice to look at the past, is Fu Jingyao.

Fu Jingyao is wearing a bright red dress. Her long hair is coiled into a loose ball head. She also wears diamond hair hoops. She is shining in the light. She looks like a proud peacock.

"Are you here, too? I have no one to talk to me Fu Jingyao approached and saw the dress on Yan xiaonuo's body. She widened her eyes and said, "Wow, where did you get this dress?"Yan xiaonuo looked down at her dress and said, "Er, I'm looking for someone to borrow it."

"Well, you have to thank the person who borrowed your clothes. But the exhibits in the museum were bought by a mysterious buyer at the last London auction. Do you know how much it costs?" Fu Jingyao's expression is full of envy, ten fingers in front of her eyes shake, "hundreds of millions."

Yan xiaonuo opened his mouth, and Moxi decided to give her this dress, hundreds of millions?