WARNING! Tsundere President

She rubbed her eyes hard, licked the sourness in her eyes, and pressed down a bitter bitterness in her heart. She raised her hand without hesitation and untied her pajamas button.

"what are you doing?"

As soon as she said, holding her hand, her face could not help but sink.

Mourning calmly looked at the past, his eyes were like a dead water, and he couldn’t sway.

"Nothing, fulfilling our transaction."

Yansi’s eyebrows were cold and angered to the extreme. Instead, he smiled and smiled slightly. “In your heart, I am an animal that is only impatient!”

Moining didn't say anything, as if he was asking him... Isn't it?

She noticed the silence and darkness in her eyes, and the anger of her words was extinguished by a basin of water.

He spit out a sigh of relief, pressed some inexplicable discomfort, and put her back in the bed. The tone was light, but there was no lack of gentleness.

"First, don't worry, wait until you have raised your body and say, you can rest assured, I promise you, I will not regret it."

Mo Ning looked at him strangely, "Than..."

Xie Zi hasn't said it yet. He saw his words turn and scorned. "Only if you have a good body, I can enjoy it."

"..."

She decided to take back that point and thanked him very little.

"I'll have a rest."

Moin took a quilt and wrapped his body firmly, closing his eyes.

Yansi smiled low, watching her still pale face, concentrating on the complexity of her eyes, and said in a consistent sloppy tone, "If you have any need, you will find a love, she will take care of you."

"it is good."

Yansi looked at her for a long while, then left slowly.

Mening on the bed can't sleep.

She looked at the unusually luxurious gemstone lamp and was so embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, she would have fallen to this day.

When Moshan died, in addition to revenge, she could not find the goal of life.

She can't even imagine that if one day her revenge is successful, how should she spend the rest of her life?

The meaning of Moshan for her is to say that it is a relative, as it is similar to the existence of a harbor.

Without her guidance, her fishing boat did not even know where to go.

Forget it!

Feeling that he thought too much, Moin shook his head.

The most important thing at the moment is revenge.

As for the future...

Taking one step is a step.

Mourning calmed himself down and tried to fall asleep.

I felt sleepy at night, and when I woke up, I just saw the official feelings of pushing the door.

She licked the rosy curly hair of the wine, and poured a glass of water and handed it to her. "Come, drink some water and moisten the scorpion."

"Thank you." Moin drank a few mouthfuls and asked, "What about the year?"

"He is receiving a guest who is somewhat disobedient." The official smile is soft and charming. "If you are brave enough, you can go and watch."

Mourning stunned and got out of bed. "I am looking for him."

"Fine."

Mening put on a cloak and, under the leadership of the official, turned several corridors.

She found that this place is very large, and the interior is also extraordinarily exquisite and luxurious, just like a European palace.

It took ten minutes to see a staircase.

The two walked down the embarrassing stairs and saw the years of speech sitting in the living room.

He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his beautiful face is gentle and harmless, and even the breath is as gentle as the spring breeze.

"Say one, how much tea is appropriate?"

"Moderate."

“What is the right amount?” he asked very seriously.

"2.5 grams." The words are somewhat uncertain, "probably."

"I said it early."