Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

Qiao Muer knew that the more he was not at ease.

When they arrived, Yuezheng's luggage had been delivered.

Before the two had time to eat dinner, they just brought Yue Zheng into the guest room and asked him to put things away. Qiao Mu'er was hugged by Yue Zheng and fell onto the newly paved bed.

Yue Zheng pressed her under her body with a hoarse voice: "This bed... is very flexible."

As he said, he put his elbow on her shoulder and pressed it down.

Looking at Qiao Mu'er's eyes, the deep blue heat became deeper and deeper.

In fact, when Qiao Muer let Yue Zheng move into the apartment, she guessed that the relationship between the two will not only stop at the stage of kissing and holding hands.

The more Zheng saw what was in her eyes, she could clearly feel it.

just--

"You said you just moved in and you wouldn't do anything to me." Qiao Muer raised his hands against the man's hard chest, staring at him with a pair of moist apricot eyes, but the blush at the end of the eyes made people even more wanting Eat her.

The more clenched lips: "... Muer, I regret it now."

"You..." She knew it, and she couldn't believe it the more zheng.

What more Qiao Muer wanted to say, Yue Zheng had already lowered his head and kissed her lips.

His kiss was strong and hot, and he wanted to do this since Mu'er nodded to make up with him.

Yue Zheng has been waiting for these two days, telling himself not to be anxious.

But the woman who has been thinking about it for a long time is lying under him at this moment, and any normal man can hardly refuse such a good intention.

The heated room was warm, and the clothes on Qiao Mu'er and Yue Zheng were washed off one by one, and soon... an ambiguous gasp came from the warm bedroom.

...

At the end of the lingering night, the extremely tired Qiao Mu'er turned her back to Yue Zheng and was hugged by him, sinking into the big bed and falling asleep.

Yue Zheng's arm rested under Qiao Mu'er's head, and the other big hand moved from back to front and stroking her on her lower abdomen, holding her firmly in his arms.

Yue Zheng hugged Qiao Mu'er very tightly, not willing to let go even in his sleep.

I don't know how long it took, when Yue Zheng's breathing gradually became even, and it was obvious that he had fallen asleep.

Qiao Mu'er, who was clearly asleep in his arms, slowly opened her eyes.

In the silent night, there was still silver moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling glass of the penthouse apartment.

Qiao Mu'er slowly turned around and looked up at the man who was holding her tightly.

Under the moonlight, the eyes closed, Yue Zheng has thick eyelashes and deep facial features.

He is still the cold and charming appearance in Qiao Mu'er's memory, even if he closes his eyes without looking at her with those deep and indifferent blue eyes, it can make people's heart beat faster.

However... Qiao Mu'er, who used to be ignorant and obsessed with him, was already dead.

Qiao Mu'er nestled in Yue Zheng's arms and raised her eyes to look at him. She didn't know how long she watched, her eye sockets became red, and her soft eyes gradually blurred.

*

The next day, after Qiao Mu'er woke up, she tossed in the room for a long time before she came out.

When she changed her outfit and appeared in front of Yue Zheng, the man who had just brought breakfast on the table frowned slightly.

"Wearing so much, it's cold?" Yue Zheng got up and walked to Qiao Mu'er subconsciously.

He reached out to Qiao Muer's forehead, tested the temperature with the back of his hand, and found that there was no abnormality, his face only slightly eased.

At this moment, Qiao Mu'er was wearing a light-colored high-necked sweater inside, a white skirt on the outside, a dark silk scarf around her neck, and a black coat outside.

Although it is December, there are heating and air conditioning everywhere in the room, so I don't need to wear so much.