"If disfigurement can make you feel confident, then I can even disfigure." Ye Moshen's big hand went around her in front of her to look for her, and then clasped his fingers with her. The tone became more and more deep and hoarse: "because for me, the most important thing is you. What other people think has nothing to do with me."
After hearing this, Han Muzi was deeply touched.
Yeah The most important thing is each other. What does it have to do with her?
However, what she cares about is the idea of Mo Shen at night. Now he says that he will stay with her at all costs of disfigurement, so that she can increase her self-confidence. What else can she be affected by?
Think of here, Han Muzi return to hold his hand, night Mo deep feel, low smile a, hold her small hand more forcefully.
"How about now? Will you resist me in the future? "
Han Muzi shook his head: "no resistance."
"Do you think you're not worthy of me?"
Han Muzi continued to shake his head.
What is worthy of the feelings, only to see whether the other side like deep, willing to just.
"No
Ye Moshen was very satisfied with the two answers, so he asked again.
"Then turn on the light?"
"Open..." Han Muzi subconsciously opened his mouth and said a word. As a result, he realized that something was wrong. He stopped and immediately changed his mouth after his scalp was tight: "no, don't open it!"
"Oh." Night Mo deep low smile, and then come forward, thin lips gently covered in the back of her head, action is very gentle kiss, with seductive plume, like coax children. "Dear, turn on the light, or you won't be able to get up later."
She stealthily gets up to go to the toilet every night, often does not want to let night Mo deep know, but did not expect him to know, and now he still speaks out.
Sure enough, nothing can be concealed from the people around me.
Thinking about it, I told him that he was open, and what else was affectation.
"Well Go ahead. "
"Good."
Someone kisses her on the back of the head again with satisfaction. Then he releases his hand and goes sideways to turn on the light on the bedside table.
The soft light filled the room at once. After the lights were turned on, the people behind him leaned over and held her hand tightly. She lifted up her long hair, and her thin lips dropped kisses on her back neck.
"Good, go to bed."
"Well." Han Muzi nodded contentedly and then closed her eyes.
Originally sleepy, before the heart something did not sleep, now said after opening, Han Muzi's heart did not have the idea, closed his eyes less than a minute, soon fell asleep.
The night Mo Shen just lay down for a while, then heard the people around the even breathing sound, dark eyes flashed a faint smile.
Sleep so fast, it seems to be really open heart.
However, he was also to blame for this matter. He understood it too late. If he had thought it out earlier and talked with her clearly, he would not have been alone in the guest room these days.
*
ever since she delivered a takeaway to Han Qing that day, Xiaoyan would go to Han's group to deliver meals every day. At first, when the front desk saw her, she would call carefully, and Su Jiu would answer the phone every time.
Later, Su Jiu faced the front desk directly.
"Mr. Han said that when Miss Zhou comes, let her come straight up."
The front desk was surprised and took a look at Zhou Xiaoyan. Unexpectedly, a delivery man could enter the Hans group freely, and could also enter and leave the office of President Han.
How many people in their company tried to get close to Mr. Han? In the end, I couldn't beat a takeaway.
The front desk conveyed these words to Zhou Xiaoyan, and his expression was sour when he said it. After waiting for someone to leave, he would gossip with everyone in the group immediately.
The girls in the group were indignant at the news.
"Is it too bad? How can takeaway have such a good welfare these days? What else do I do in finance? Just take out. "
"Tut, look at your income. How can you be financially comfortable with takeaway?"
"Sister, you don't understand. Mr. Han, who is that person? If you can get close to him, what else can I do in finance? I'm going to be the president's wife, OK? "
"You have to be asked."
"I, I, I, I I also want to deliver takeaway. Wuwu welfare is great, isn't it? Besides, isn't our Han always a rumor that is not close to a woman? He's such an old man. I heard that none of his girlfriends have ever been friends, and I have to gossip with you about one thing. "
The women in the group quickly asked what was the matter.
"It's su jiubei. I heard that she always liked Mr. Han. But because Han didn't like women, she didn't dare to go beyond the thunder pool. She wanted to wait in silence. Could she get along with her feelings one day? Who knows that after so many years, in the face of a gorgeous woman, Han zongleng is not moved. "
Many people know about it, and it has broken many people's hearts.After all, Su Jiu's excellence is on the surface. The woman's ability to handle affairs, figure and appearance are all first-class. With her as a warning, 80% of the women in the group died.
Later, like Su Jiu, when it was time to fall in love and get married, everyone had no hope for Han Qing, a dog man.
Who knows, half way actually killed a delivery delivery of???
This is a kind of bullying!
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!
"Tell us what the takeaway looks like, is it beautiful? Is the leg long? "
The front desk tried hard to think about Xiaoyan's appearance. She was a little petite and small, and her appearance was more delicate and lovely. She suddenly saw that there was no place to absorb sunshine, but after watching for a long time, she was still strange and beautiful. She was very sunny, full of vigor and vitality, and she was very young.
Anyway, it's that kind of person. You don't think she's beautiful enough, but you want to look like her.
The front desk had this kind of fantasy, after all, the other side is full of vigor and vitality, and almost overflows. What is that? It's full of youth.
Depend on, Han Zong such a successful man, how can you like this kind of little girl??
Because the heart is sour, so the front desk directly hit a word to go out.
"I can't remember what she looked like."
"I wipe it. I can't remember what she looks like. It's a lot of ordinary people? Sisters, I don't mind losing to Su Jiu, or I don't mind losing to Han Zong. Can you bear to lose to a passer-by and a woman who delivers takeaway
"No, absolutely not."
"What time will she come tomorrow? Let's see what she looks like? "
After that, the front desk told everyone about the time when Xiaoyan would come every day. After that, she thought of something. She told: "although she has not been officially upgraded, she is, after all, able to get in and out of the elevator freely. You can have a look. Don't drag me down with other bad thoughts."
After all, the place and time are provided by her. If something happens, she can't be the first one to take out the front desk?
She's not that stupid. After all, she's a good bird.
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