After walking out of Secret, Tangning saw Han Ruoxue's car parked at the door. Their eyes collided with each other. They didn't communicate at all. When they just passed each other, Han Ruoxue said to Tangning: "The day Secret magazine comes out, it's you." When Tangning leaves the modeling industry."
"It seems that you trust Mo Yurou very much."
"Even if she is not as outstanding as you, she has already integrated with the international standards and has added points to the top ten selections of the year, but your value is gone." Han Ruoxue said sinisterly.
"Really? Then just wait for the result..." Tang Ning didn't have any fear, it was just an understatement, but it contained huge energy, as if the darkness of the entertainment industry could no longer crush her.
Han Ruoxue glared at Tang Ning hatefully, her determination to destroy Tang Ning getting stronger and stronger. An uncontrolled artist, whether he controlled her or let her free, was a huge hidden danger. The only way to do this was to step on her Only when she felt that there was no possibility of turning over would she be completely reassured, especially since Tangning and their siblings still had such a deep hatred!
"Tangning, Han Ruoxue's eyes are weird." Long Jie looked back at Han Ruoxue, feeling vaguely worried.
"She wants to crush me now!" Tangning knew very well and understood the Han siblings' hatred for her. "If this magazine really fails, I can almost imagine my future situation."
"No... Lin Wei and I both believe in you, and even if you fail, don't be afraid, you still have the big BOSS!"
Speaking of Mo Ting, Tang Ning still remembered that Mo Ting said he would come to pick her up, so after she walked not far from Secret, she called Mo Ting. Mo Ting on the phone reminded her to look behind her with a smile. At the corner, a stretched Lincoln was parked safely under the shade of the trees.
The tall man leaned against the car door, wrapping his strong body in a black and white retro striped suit. He was not smiling, but his facial lines looked very soft, and there was a dazzling black mole on his right earlobe. , Tangning looked a little dumbfounded. This man who was like an emperor should have been surrounded by thousands of troops, but for her, he was willing to stay in this quiet corner.
Tangning's eyes were slightly swollen, and the scene in the dressing room had been forgotten by her. She was a model, but at the same time, she was also this man's wife.
This man has been tolerant of her since the first day they got married, meeting all her demands, and will she continue to let the sun continue to wait for the fallen stars
not worth it!
"What's wrong?" Mo Ting asked softly when he saw that Tang Ning was in a low mood.
Tangning shook her head and said nothing.
The words "I like you" are stuck in my throat.
"Is it because you're too tired from shooting magazines?" Mo Ting looked Tang Ning up and down, and saw traces of blood on her legs. There was a trace of cruelty in his pupils, "What happened?"
Long Jie was about to explain, but Tang Ning interrupted: "Mo Ting, let's go home. I have something to tell you."
Mo Ting, you glanced at Long Jie. It's self-evident. We still have to settle this debt, but not now.
Afterwards, several people got on the bus, but Tangning remained nervous and quiet during the entire journey.
Mo Ting didn't ask her why. He waited until he arrived at the manor and then hugged her out of the car. After entering the bedroom, they were the only two left. Mo Ting put Tang Ning on the bed and asked the servant to bring her. Medicine kit.
Tangning watched Mo Ting squatting on the ground applying medicine for her. She could no longer suppress the surge in her heart and suddenly hugged Mo Ting's neck. Her tone was tense and urgent: "I can see everything clearly. I can understand everything." Yeah, Mo Ting, I like you, I want you."
"I thought it was impossible for me to fall in love with someone in such a short period of time. I even denied that I gradually fell in love with your heart. But now, when I face Han Yufan and Mo Yurou, although I am still angry, I , but no more heartache.”
After saying this, Tangning gradually let go of her hands holding Mo Ting, looked seriously at his eyes as bright as obsidian, and said word by word: "I know that all this is because of you, so , I like you, I also want you, I want to get the complete you."
"Give it all to me, okay?"
No woman could say this kind of thing so emotionally and calmly, because they agreed to be true to each other, so... Tangning didn't hide her desire for Mo Ting, she just said it plainly.
I want you.
After hearing her confession, Mo Ting raised his eyes, cupped her cheek, and pushed her down on the bed, using his actions to express how ecstatic he felt in his heart at this moment.
"I give it to you and only you."
Tangning was stunned for a moment, then hugged Mo Ting's waist tightly, responded to his kiss fiercely, closed her eyes and danced with his tongue...
At some point, Tangning's skirt was lifted up, her waist was hugged, and the fire in her heart was slowly ignited...
She didn't want to care about anything, she didn't want to care about anything. At this moment, she just wanted to be his most real wife and completely integrate with him.
Because it was still daytime, the light was very strong. The setting sun entered the room, allowing Tang Ning to see Mo Ting's body, radiating an extremely healthy glow. She blushed a little, but she didn't have any extra time to react, because Mo Ting's kiss continued down the collarbone, over the hill and into the flat belly...
Tang Ning was a little nervous. Although they had been so intimate on their wedding night, she still frowned slightly when she thought of the pain. She had no experience, even though she had become very good at it under Mo Ting's training after their marriage. They kissed, but now that the real thing was about to happen, she could only blossom in Mo Ting's kiss...
In the midst of emotion, Tangning bit into Mo Ting's shoulder selflessly, making the two perfect bodies entangled together, leaving no gaps.
A thin layer of sweat gradually covered Tang Ning's soft body, but the pain she imagined never came. Tang Ning looked at Mo Ting in pain, her eyes filled with mist...
Mo Ting tried his best to restrain the urge to possess her, lingering on her white collarbone: "Do you still have work in the next few days?"
"Ask Lin Wei..." Tang Ning replied with a slight breath.
"Tell her not to make arrangements..." Mo Ting left her collarbone and met her eyes, "Because... I might make you unable to get out of bed for three days."
"So... what about your job?"
"My most important job right now... is you." Mo Ting kissed Tang Ning's thin lips again, and while kissing, he asked with a narrow smile in his eyes, "Do you want me... to come in now?"