Their Love Stories

Ye Zhongjue tried to stabilize his breathing, he slowly pushed Mo Suqing away, pressing his hands against her shoulders.

Suddenly moving away from the warm chest, Mo Suqing’s little face was full of displeasure. She pouted her mouth like a child who couldn’t eat candy, her little face wrinkled, that little appearance, Don't mention how pitiful it is.

Ye Zhongjue's proud self-control was instantly defeated in front of her.

He is at war with nature in his mind, hesitating between going home and not going home.

Mo Suqing looked at him aggrievedly, her big shiny eyes were filled with mist, and she seemed to cry in the next second.

Ye Zhongjue was completely defeated. He stretched out his hand and gently hugged her in his arms, regardless of whether she could understand or not, softly comforting.

"Suqing, obedient, let's go home and hug you when we get home. This is in the car. It's uncomfortable, okay?"

Mo Suqing seemed to understand it. After she was silent for a while, her head was like a chicken pecking at rice, and she clicked on Ye Zhongjue's chest.

Ye Zhongjue was overjoyed suddenly, he carefully pressed Mo Suqing to the co-pilot, almost his chest pressed against her body, for fear that she would be unhappy once he left.

Then, he slowly fastened the safety to her. In order to prevent Mo Suqing from moving, Ye Zhongjue took the pillow in the back seat, put it in her arms, and pulled her hands up to let her hold the pillow. .

Mo Suqing seemed to think it was quite fun, holding a pillow in her arms, like coaxing a child, her eyes were full of light.

Ye Zhongjue finally breathed a sigh of relief. He drove quickly towards home.

On the way, Mo Suqing held the pillow and played for a while, seemingly meaningless.

She pushed the pillow away again, then, waving her small hand randomly, reached out to grab Ye Zhongjue's arm.

Ye Zhongjue was driving and had no time to care. Mo Suqing's little hand stretched out. He stretched out a hand embarrassedly and took away the little hand on his arm.

He just took it away, and the hand stretched out disobediently. This time, it did not grab Ye Zhongjue's arm, but placed it on his leg, and the little hand moved restlessly.

Ye Zhongjue was stiff at this moment, with blue veins on his forehead violent, he stretched out his hand like a slow-motion playback, and put the disobedient little hand back.

Just when he was about to get home, Mo Suqing didn't know how to do it, and she got out of the seat belt.

At the beginning, the seat belt was clearly fastened, but at this moment, it was fastened behind her, and she didn't know how she got out.

Ye Zhongjue just glanced at her, but didn't care about her. After all, he was almost home soon.

Mo Suqing's body was swaying, it seemed that he was drinking too much and was very uncomfortable. She sat on the seat and twisted, Ye Zhongjue stretched out a hand, intending to right her.

Who knows, at this moment, Mo Suqing's body suddenly fell down towards Ye Zhongjue's body. Ye Zhongjue had almost no defense at all, so she watched her fall between his legs.

Ye Zhongjue was stunned for a moment.

During the two seconds he was stunned, he suddenly felt the person lying on his lap stretched out his little hand and moved restlessly.

Ye Zhongjue wanted to reach out and hold her, but he was still a step late.

The warm breath was sprayed between the legs, and the little hand, which had been soft, suddenly grabbed the place that should not be moved.

Ye Zhongjue's car shook suddenly and almost hit the roadside.

He quickly stabilized the car, and suddenly, his whole nerves were tense, and the blood flowed back.

Ye Zhongjue's breathing became thick and heavy, and his voice was hoarse and sexy.

"Suqing, don't make trouble! Obey, you'll be home soon!"

However, Mo Suqing didn't care about him at all, she seemed to have met something funny, her pure eyes were filled with curiosity.

Ye Zhongjue felt **** tight all over his body, and the blue veins on his forehead were secretly floating.

Mo Suqing was almost addicted to playing, lowered his head, the whole person was as playful as a child.

Ye Zhongjue felt so crisp and numb, and Mo Suqing's warm breath sprayed on him, and he felt that his whole body was about to collapse.

He quickly pulled Mo Suqing up, drove with one hand and supported her with the other.

The car, like an arrow from Li Xuan, drove toward the community quickly.

Just when Ye Zhongjue's patience reached the limit, the car finally reached the underground garage.

Ye Zhongjue stopped immediately. The first thing he did was to pull Mo Suqing out of the car.

This girl is absolutely grind to death, she is completely playing with fire today.

It seems that she cannot be allowed to drink so much wine in the future.

He feels so uncomfortable at the moment, but she will be a little drunk again. He can't tell anyone who wants to reason. What reason are you talking to a drunk person.

The only way is to bully back.

Ye Zhongjue straightened Mo Suqing's body, the color in his eyes was as dark as ink, dark and heavy.

He quickly got out of the car, took Mo Suqing out of the co-pilot, and walked all the way to the elevator.

In the elevator, Mo Suqing's hands kept holding Ye Zhongjue's chest, Ye Zhongjue's patience had reached the limit, but because there were people in the elevator, he had to resist the urge to kiss her.

The two on the side looked like a couple. The man smiled and said, "Drunk?"

Ye Zhongjue frowned and nodded faintly, "Well!"

The man could clearly see that Ye Zhongjue didn't want to talk, and he was not the kind of self-deprecating person, so he asked him no more.

When he finally reached the floor where he and Mo Suqing lived, Ye Zhongjue barely stayed, stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the door.

Entering the house, Ye Zhongjue almost didn't even turn on the light, and directly pushed Mo Suqing to the door, and kissed her little mouth.

Mo Suqing still stuck out his tongue at first, smiling stupidly, as if he was eating.

Ye Zhongjue kissed and suddenly felt something wrong.

He stretched out his hand in surprise to turn on the light and saw that the black line on his face instantly made this girl fall asleep.

Fell him lustfully, she fell asleep like this?

While Ye Zhongjue gritted his teeth, he couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't say anything about his speechless and bitter mood at the moment.

He had never known before that after this girl was drunk, she was so tormented and almost tortured him crazy. He swears that she will never be drunk again.

Looking at her pure little face and quiet little face, she fell asleep with her head resting on her shoulder, and she snored softly, and her little head moved uncomfortably on his shoulder.

No matter how uncomfortable Ye Zhongjue is at this moment, it is impossible to wake her up.

He sighed helplessly, gently hugged her back to the bedroom, then went to the bathroom to collect some water, and wiped her face with a towel.

After wiping her body and putting on her pajamas, Ye Zhongjue seemed to have been exposed to the sun for several hours, completely drenched.

Holding the water that Mo Suqing had wiped off his body, he almost fled into the bathroom. He turned on the cold water and washed it for a long time before the restlessness in his heart slowly calmed down.

After he got out of the shower, his body was obviously cold.

As soon as he went to bed, Mo Suqing seemed to feel a chill, and her body shrank slightly towards the other side of the bed subconsciously.

Ye Zhongjue frowned displeasedly. He lay in the quilt for a while, feeling that the temperature of his body had recovered slightly, so he lowered the temperature of the air conditioner.

It's late autumn, the temperature in City A has slowly dropped, and the air conditioner is adjusted, and the room temperature drops rapidly.

Mo Suqing seemed to feel that the temperature in the room had dropped, and she curled up on the bed, as if looking for a heat source, she moved slightly towards Ye Zhongjue's side.

Finally, she felt something hot, stretched out her hand to hold it comfortably, changed a comfortable posture, and continued to sleep peacefully.

Looking at the little man in his arms, Ye Zhongjue suddenly felt that his heart was filled.

He stretched out his hand to hold the tender body in his arms and raised the temperature of the air conditioner with satisfaction.

When Mo Suqing woke up the next day, she felt uncomfortable all over, especially the headache seemed to explode.

She rubbed her head uncomfortably, and saw Ye Zhongjue push the door in, with a bowl in his hand.

He walked over and handed the bowl in his hand to Mo Suqing, "You drank too much last night. After drinking the hangover soup, you will feel better."

Mo Suqing looked at him weirdly, "You can make hangover soup?"

Ye Zhongjue turned his head awkwardly, so he couldn't let her know that he had searched the Internet for sober soup early in the morning, for fear that she would wake up and cry out for a headache, this heartless little fellow.

He gave a faint "En".

Mo Suqing stretched her neck and looked at his face, and suddenly realized that a suspicious blush flashed across his face.

Ye Zhongjue was a little unnatural, "I will take the bowl out after drinking!"

Although his voice was calm, Mo Suqing still heard an unusual smell.

But when she was sober, she didn't have the courage to say no to Ye Zhongjue.

I don't know why, she is probably more and more bewitched by his beauty, she seems to be unable to even say her rejection.

After Mo Suqing finished drinking, he handed him the bowl, Ye Zhongjue pressed his lips tightly, said nothing, and walked out with the bowl.

Despite this, Mo Suqing's heart was still as warm as a warm current.

She was still immersed in the warm care of the morning sun, and the phone rang suddenly and scared her almost to jump off the bed.

She turned around and saw that the phone was actually pressed under her.

She took it over and saw that it was a WeChat message sent by Leng Xiyao.

Leng Xiaoxi: Suqing, what are you doing?

Mo Xiaoli: I just woke up and had a headache. I drank too much last night.

Leng Xiaoxi: With a crying expression, you still drank too much, I don't know about personnel directly! I don't know how to get home!

Mo Xiaoli: Ye Zhongjue said that your uncle took you back. He seems to know your uncle.

Leng Xiaoxi:? ? ?

Mo Xiaoli: When I went to get the bag, I asked Ye Zhongjue to support you. You were gone when I came out. He said your uncle took you away.

Opposite Leng Xiyao's hand holding the phone suddenly shook. Ye Zhongjue actually knew her uncle, then would he tell Suqing his identity?

She was wondering whether she should explain it truthfully, and Mo Suqing sent another message.

Mo Xiaoli: What about people? died!

Leng Xiaoyao:! ! ! I can’t control the predominant power of my inner body, be careful, don’t irritate me!