The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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This evening, He Xiyan did not return to his apartment.

She came out of the bathroom, wearing a blue shirt from Mo Yixuan. Because she didn't bring her clothes, she could only wear his clothes.

His shirt was long enough to cover some of her key areas.

Holding her hands, she still seemed embarrassed, and her face was still flushed when she came out.

Mo Yixuan was sitting at the desk at this time, constantly tapping the computer with both hands, as if processing an important document.

Looking back, he glanced at He Xiyan, his eyes stayed on her for a few seconds.

It was such a delicate and sensitive girl who had slept with him for two nights and was still so shy.

"Yixuan ... I ... sleep first."

He Xiyan changed her clothes and put them on a leather sofa in the room. Turning around, she quickly got into the bed.

She pursed her red lips, her heart still beating.

There is happiness, excitement, and of course expectations.

He let himself live in his house, so does it mean that he has affirmed his place in the heart, and is willing to let her walk into his life.

Will he take himself to see his family? Would you introduce yourself to other friends and relatives?

He Xiyan was lying on the bed, his eyes were always watching him still busy in front of the computer.

At this time, he was sitting at the desk, constantly banging on the computer, meticulous and serious, really like the heroine described in those romance novels.

After he was busy for another half an hour, she got up from the bed, went to the outside living room to make a cup of tea, and gently placed the tea on his desk.

She glanced at his computer screen, as if he was writing a project proposal.

Afraid of disturbing her, she didn't say a word. After watching for a while, she quickly turned around and prepared to return to bed to rest.

But the moment she turned around.

She held her hand.

Mo Yixuan took He Xiyan's hand and dropped a faint kiss on the back of her hand.

"You rest first, I haven't finished writing yet," he laughed.

He Xiyan nodded and said yes.

Then lay back to bed very obediently and rested.

She knows that people don't like to be disturbed when they are at work, and she does the same. Therefore, she would not bother him and make him feel offensive.

After falling asleep this time, He Xiyan closed her eyes, and gradually she went into shallow sleep.

But an hour later, when one hand rested lightly on her waist, she quickly woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw his faint smile and deep-eyed eyes.

"You're busy!" She whispered, gently raising the corners of her mouth, making a gentle smile.

Mo Yixuan gave a sigh and hugged the girl next to her in her arms.

"Yan Yan ..." He called her name softly.

He Xiyan is like a well-behaved bunny, seductive and timid in the arms of a man, and always has that charming charm.

"Yixuan ..." She also shouted his name, put her face on his chest, and listened to his heartbeat.

At this moment, she felt particularly happy because she could be with the one she loved.

Mo Yixuan took a deep breath.

Men are men, and at some point they always think of intimate things.

At this time, he had put one hand on He Xiyan's belly.