I haven't seen a man for a day.
Then smell the familiar male hormones on men.
Ye Qingluo flew up suddenly, wrapping his arms around the man's neck: "Ah Xuan!"
"Miss me?" Di Moxuan lowered his eyes slightly, his narrow peach blossom eyes seemed to have opened up a pool of spring water.
Ye Qingluo's smile was like a flower, and she didn't hide it: "I want to."
The straightforward and decisive answer brought a smile to the man's handsome face.
He glanced lightly at Tang Beiyuan from the corner of his eye.
With just one look, Tang Beiyuan stood up and quietly left the room.
A slight knocking of the door was heard.
Ye Qingluo turned his head immediately, trying to call Tang Beiyuan.
The chin was clasped by the man's slender fingers, and her head was forcibly twisted in front of him, so that her eyes met his.
Between the pupils are the faces of men.
"I still have something to say to Bei Yuan, why did you let her go?" Lian Ye Qingluo didn't realize that she was nestled in the man's arms at this time, coquettish and alluring.
Even the voice, the tone, unconsciously tinged with coquetry.
This is only when the body and mind are completely relaxed in front of Di Moxuan.
Di Moxuan picked her up by the waist, and then sat on the side of the bed, hugging the girl on her injured leg.
His arms tightly wrapped around the girl's delicate body.
Let the girl's whole body be held in his arms, tightly wrapped.
"Since you miss me, don't you have anything to say to me?" His deep voice was clear and pleasant.
Ye Qingluo leaned her head against his chest: "First come, first served."
Then, she raised her head again and stared at the man's chin: "Didn't you say that Bei Yuan brought her fiancé here to cultivate a relationship? Why can't Bei Yuan see a smile on her face?"
"Don't ask about this matter in front of Bei Yuan." Di Moxuan stroked her soft lips with his fingers, "It should be cruel to her."
No wonder, just when she wanted to ask Tang Beiyuan if something happened with her fiancé, Di Moxuan appeared so timely.
She bit Di Moxuan's finger, and asked vaguely: "Then... what's going on with them?"
"Do you expect an elm bump to open up?" Di Moxuan let her bite, staring at her mouth with burning eyes, "Do you think everyone is as lucky as you to meet a husband as good as me?" ?”
Ye Qingluo suddenly increased the strength of his teeth, and then let go of him: "Smelly shameless!"
After being stared at by the man's scorching gaze.
Her body seemed to be on fire.
Why does this man always stare at her with such... eyes that seem to swallow her up.
"Okay, let them handle the matter of Beiyuan. We need to have a good talk now..." Di Moxuan's voice suddenly became low, revealing a faint magnetism. Shouldn't you explain this well?"
As his voice became deeper and deeper.
Ye Qingluo felt his world spinning for a while.
His back was already leaning against the bed.
The man's scorching hot body pressed up.
Ye Qingluo clenched his skirt tightly, his eyes widened: "You heard me wrong, I never said that!"
"Really?" Di Moxuan smiled so much that his entire face seemed to be in full bloom in spring, and the corners of his long and narrow peach blossom eyes were swept away into sparkling arcs.
Like a blooming mandala.
Exudes a seductive, yet suffocating and dangerous charm.
Ye Qingluo couldn't help trembling, his eyes began to wander...