Their Love Stories

Mo Suqing is unclear. So, how did she feel that the temperature around her was instantly stunned. Didn't she just say thank him? Did you say it wrong again.

What does he want to say?

Mo Suqing was thinking hard and couldn't think of an answer.

Ye Zhongjue finally walked to the bathroom with a sullen face, without saying a word, which made Mo Suqing very uneasy. She really didn't understand why he did this.

Mo Suqing looked at her half-dry hair and quickly dried her hair. She was about to put on the hair dryer. When she saw the shopping bag opened, she looked down.

Isn't this the clothes she bought for Ye Zhongjue? Is this what he wants to say?

The expression on Mo Suqing's face was suddenly colorful. He was angry at this. He wouldn't think he bought it for another man.

Mo Suqing suddenly wanted to cry without tears, she thought about it, put the shopping bag away, put the hair dryer away, and you couldn't help but smile in her heart. I didn't expect this man to have such an arrogant side.

Mo Suqing discovered that she really didn't understand this man more and more. Like a child, she was sometimes arrogant, sometimes cute, and she liked to play tricks.

She didn't know that Ye Zhongjue had never tried to be so good to a person since she was young. She was the first girl Ye Zhongjue wanted to put in her palm as a treasure.

However, this undoubtedly shows that her every move will seriously affect Ye Zhongjue, so he is like this.

Isn't there a way to say it? Once a man truly loves someone, he will become like a child.

Mo Suqing was funny and sad in her heart. The big man was so arrogant, so funny, he didn't want to say what he thought, and asked himself to guess. It was sad that he was unhappy and his mood suddenly became bad.

When Ye Zhongjue came out, he saw the man's shopping bag lying alone on the sofa, and all the other women's clothing were gone.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, did she find her thoughts.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Suqing walked out of the locker room with a smile.

She took the shopping bag from the sofa and handed it to Ye Zhongjue, "This is the trench coat I bought for you when I was shopping today. I didn't see you wearing it. I don't know the size. You can try it. , I think you will look very good when you wear it."

A trace of narcissism flashed across Ye Zhongjue's face, that's for sure, he looks so good-looking, he is born with a hanger, and what clothes he wears doesn't look good.

Of course, Mo Suqing did not ignore the flash of narcissism in his eyes.

She was speechless again. Men were so naive, but she didn't seem to hate him at all, inexplicably, she still liked him a little bit in her heart.

She looked at the nightgown on his body and hesitated, "Or, try it. If it doesn't fit, I will replace it tomorrow."

Ye Zhongjue's whole person seemed to be shining. He took the shopping bag from Mo Suqing and quickly said, "I'll change it!" It seemed that Mo Suqing would not give him things for a quarter of an hour. .

Although Ye Zhongjue's face was expressionless, his heart was already overwhelmed with joy. This is really the clothes she bought for herself, and she must really care about herself in her heart.

Ye Zhongjue thought silently while changing his clothes.

Mo Suqing sat boringly on the sofa, her behavior once again confirmed her guess, what Ye Zhongjue wanted to say to him, she really took the initiative to tell him that she bought him clothes.

No wonder I thank him for inviting Yaoyao to dinner, he will be so angry.

However, seeing him happy, I am also very happy.

The door of the dressing room rang, and Mo Suqing looked up intentionally.

At that moment, she was completely stunned.

This trench coat seems to be tailor-made for him. With the black lining, he becomes more and more cold and calm, like a charm emanating from the inside and out, and people can't help but get close. He seems to exude a strange brilliance. , He looks a hundred times more beautiful than the model. His exquisite and handsome appearance adds a touch of unique handsomeness to this dress.

Mo Suqing almost wanted to give his eyes a compliment. This dress was completely prepared for Ye Zhongjue. When he put it on, he exuded the mature charm of men to the fullest.

Mo Suqing looked silly, dumbfounded, and didn't even notice Ye Zhongjue coming over.

Until he walked up to him and said softly, "Stupid?"

Mo Suqing said "Ah!" and suddenly raised his head.

That silly look caused Ye Zhongjue's heart to be itchy, like a cat's paw, gently scratching his heart.

He suddenly hugged the dazed Mo Suqing in his arms, as if to swallow her alive.

Mo Suqing's heart trembled, how could she have a feeling that he wanted to tear himself apart.

Ye Zhongjue fixed her little head and kissed her lips deeply, like a long drought and rain, finally nourished by nectar.

His kiss was as intense as a storm, fiercely plundering every bit of Mo Suqing.

Mo Suqing's heart trembled a little, but she still slightly responded to Ye Zhongjue, and the hot feeling slowly pushed her to match Ye Zhongjue's rhythm.

Such Ye Zhongjue, Mo Su's sentiment had never seen him before, he was always gentle before, even if he was a little out of control, he would not be like today.

She suddenly thought of that sentence. A man is dressed well outside, and when he undresses on the bed, he is a well-dressed beast.

Mo Suqing was silently embarrassed in her heart. It seemed that no matter how expensive and elegant a man was, he couldn't do without such a beastly side on the bed.

She felt that Ye Zhongjue felt like eating herself.

His heavy breathing sounded in his ears, and the violent heartbeat made Mo Suqing feel a little confused.

"Suqing, hold me tight!"

Mo Suqing kissed his earlobe a little silly, and took the initiative to reach out to hug his narrow waist.

Ye Zhongjue slammed as if the whole body was hit by electricity, and his body trembled suddenly. He seemed to be mad, and he suddenly hugged Mo Suqing and pressed it against the wall behind the sofa.

Mo Suqing was suddenly a little frightened, and the desire in Ye Zhongjue's eyes was deep, red and blazing, as if to tear her apart.

Ye Zhongjue stretched out his hand to tear off Mo Suqing's pajamas regardless, and heard the cracking sound of thorns, Mo Su was crying without tears, her new pajamas were just such a heroic sacrifice.

She was still a bit embarrassed, it seemed that she was really misbehaving in beauty, and she deserved to be tossed.

After a cloud of rain, Ye Zhongjue returned to the bedroom holding Mo Suqing.

Ye Zhongjue seemed to be ignorant of the taste tonight. After tossing outside for a long time, he returned to bed and continued to toss until midnight before allowing Mo Suqing to fall asleep.

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In other words, as soon as Leng Xiyao got home at night, she saw Leng Haoyun in the study to deal with official affairs.

Leng Xiyao smashed her mouth in amazement, why did she come back so early today and make her first time.

According to Leng Haojun's past practice, the key will never come back until 11 o'clock in the evening.

That's why Leng Xiyao dared to be so headstrong today and stayed out so late without worry.

However, she didn't expect that the first time she was so self-willed, she would be caught by him.

This is a coincidence!

Leng Xiyao couldn't help wailing in her heart. Her recent luck check wasn't a star.

The last time I stepped on a spot with Mo Suqing at night, I didn't expect to meet Gu Jiannan and Mo Sulian. She went to accompany Mo Suqing to drank her sorrows, but when she came back, she was almost eaten by Leng Haojun.

He was just that expressionless face, stern, surprisingly cold, which was scary enough.

She tried to lighten her steps and reduce her sense of existence.

Leng Xiyao just wanted to sneak into her room when she heard a cold voice, "Come in!"

Leng Xiyao's footsteps suddenly stayed on the spot, she pointed to herself, and looked at Zhang Ma on the side, that means, is he calling me?

Mom Zhang nodded quickly.

The young lady didn't come back on time this afternoon. Since the last time she was drunk, Leng Haojun had said that every time she didn't go home on time, she asked herself to call him.

Leng Xiyao did not go home after get off work in the afternoon, and Leng Haojun had already returned from the company at that meeting and started to wait for her.

Leng Xiyao smiled dryly, with a sad expression on her face, step by step, reluctantly walking towards Leng Haojun's study.

The door of the study was wide open.

Leng Xiyao couldn't help but wondered, he wouldn't be waiting for himself, would he?

She walked into the study, Leng Haojun didn't even raise her head, and said directly, "Say! What did you do tonight?"

Leng Xiyao lowered her head, her voice was quieter than a mosquito, "Nothing!"

"Speak louder!" Leng Haojun let out a stern cry, and Leng Xiyao immediately stood up straight.

She looked at Leng Haojun aggrievedly, didn't she just go shopping by herself? Is he so angry? Does he even control his own human rights?

The evil uncle, Leng Xiyao kept thinking about it again.

She whispered, "Isn't it just going shopping? As for being so fierce to me?"

Who is Leng Haojun, who has been in charge of the Peerless Group for so many years, and has long cultivated a skill, and Leng Xiyao's words fall into his ears exactly.

He raised his head blankly, "Why? I still wronged you. The last time you were drunk, who brought you back from the bar!"

Leng Xiyao felt timid when he thought of that tragic experience. He even spanked his **** that time, and it hurts to think about it now.

She held her mouth aggrievedly, "I still want to thank you!"

Leng Haojun stared at her expressionlessly, as if his expression never changed, "Thank me! Oh..."

His voice deliberately rose to a pitch, "I don't know what I did, and I need you to thank me."

Leng Xiyao bravely raised her head, "Isn’t it Moh’s business? I didn’t expect you to handle it in the morning. No, to thank you, I went to the mall to buy you a suit, and I’m still so wronged. I."

A strange light flashed through Leng Haoyun's eyes when she said that she bought a suit for herself.

He faintly said, "I didn't help Mohs."

"Ah!" Leng Xiyao was completely dumbfounded, "Who would it be if it wasn't you?"

Her expression seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be speaking to Leng Haojun.