Living here, Mu Wei even feels ashamed. What is she capable of, she didn't pay anything, and she can still eat and drink well, and live in such a luxurious apartment by herself.
She was very grateful to Song Yaoyao in her heart, even though Song Yaoyao had told her clearly not to be grateful, because she was just using her.
But Mu Wei doesn't think so, what can she be used for
If you are used, you can live so well and get rid of the predicament and unbearable words. Mu Wei thought, there will be a lot of people rushing forward, trying to be used by Miss Song, right
She ate a New Year's Eve dinner by herself, and the Spring Festival Gala was played on the LCD TV in the living room.
Even though she was the only one, Mu Wei didn't feel lonely at all, instead she felt at ease like never before.
Because this is her dream life.
The wall clock 'dang' sounded, indicating that the first day of the new year has arrived.
Mu Wei held the phone, as if performing a sacred and inviolable ceremony, typed four words seriously, and sent—
[Miss Song, happy new year.]
In the early morning, a snow-white slender arm protruded from the bed, and the milk-white skin was covered with dense red marks.
The girl only showed the top of her jet-black hair, and she fumbled wildly with her small hands.
suddenly-
She paused, and touched a piece of firm skin with her small hand.
Whoosh—
Song Yaoyao withdrew her little hand in an instant, like a small fish diving into the quilt little by little.
"Wow-"
The quilt on the top of the head was lifted off at once, just like the turtle's shell was lifted, exposing the slippery body.
"Wow!!!"
Song Yaoyao suddenly covered her small face, and an angry voice came out from between her fingers.
"Bastard! Big bastard!"
Immediately after being picked up, the man's hoarse and sexy laughter spread in his ears, making Song Yaoyao's ears numb. Her toes were stretched, and rejection was written all over her body, even her hair.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Did you cover the wrong place, huh?"
Song Yaoyao's back stiffened: "..."
In the next second, she became angry from embarrassment, and bit Huo Yunque's hand with a whimper.
"Don't say it! Say it again! If you say it again, I will bite you to death!"
"Ugh... it hurts..."
The person who was talking harshly just now let go, her dark pupils flickered, and she quietly looked at the back of Huo Yunque's hand. There is a row of crescent-shaped marks on it, which are shallow and slightly reddish.
Song Yaoyao wiped her saliva guiltily, "You provoked me first, don't blame me..."
"Well, it's not your fault."
Putting his arm to her lips, the man's pleasant voice was mixed with a smile, which became more and more seductive, "Calm down? Take another bite?"
Song Yaoyao pouted and pushed him away angrily.
"What did you yell just now!"
"It's not a conflict," Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, and said, he thoughtfully moved his arm forward again.
Song Yaoyao groaned angrily and climbed up, but she didn't use any strength. Apart from leaving a water mark, there was not even a mark.
She curled her lips and muttered, "You just made my heart hurt on purpose!"
She knew she couldn't bear it!
"Ah… "
Huo Yunque couldn't help laughing, he turned around the little girl abruptly, and at the same time pulled the thin quilt to completely cover the two of them.
The light dimmed instantly.
In the small space, Song Yaoyao curled up her toes uncomfortably.
A kiss fell like a dragonfly on water, and the voice next to her ear was gentle and lingering.
"My pleasure."