Good Morning, Dear

Cheng Qingyao was restless and walked around the room.

She doesn't know when the gold Lord will come and how to face the gold Lord.

The gold Lord knows this?

The gold Lord doesn't know about it?

Is this a coincidence?

Isn't this a coincidence?

She counted one by one with her fingers, counting again and again... At the end of the count, she was upset and crazily pulled her hair: "ah ah... I'm so bored..."

"What's annoying?" the voice declined, the door opened, the gold Lord's tall and noble figure appeared in the room, and closed the door with his backhand.

He came early rather than coincidentally. He just heard her and caught her mood.

She was just annoyed and didn't cry!

Fortunately, I'm most afraid of her crying. There are so many tears and runny nose. A nightgown is not enough for her to wipe her tears!!!

Cheng Qingyao looked at him blankly at the petrochemical scene. They were so close to each other, but she felt so far away that she couldn't see clearly. He was vague. The mask not only covered his facial features, but also his mood.

What's his mood now?

Does he know it now, or doesn't he?

Is this invitation a coincidence? Or

"What are you bothering? Bothering me? Don't want to see me? Don't want to see me every day?" I don't know when he has come to the front, stretched out his hand and surrounded her in his arms, holding her with light and heavy strength, which is a kind of gentle care.

She was a little intoxicated. She fell into his arms and thought of something like an electric shock. Her frightened water eyes looked at him uneasily: "you, do you already know what?"

"What?"

"Call me over at noon. Do you already know that?"

"What is it?"

"That's it."

"What was that?"

"Oh... That's what happened..." Cheng Qingyao stamped her feet anxiously. "Forget it, I'd better be frank and lenient. Anyway, shrinking my head is a knife and stretching my head is a knife."

"It's not that serious."

"You'll know if it's serious." Cheng Qingyao bit her lip and hardened her head to tell what happened in the hospital from beginning to end... Mo Li broke up with AI wanwan... AI wanwan forced her to return her things to Mo Li... Mo Li couldn't see her, so she had to go to the hospital to block people today... Zhang Hanjin is an old hooligan, and her heart itches until AI wanwan sleeps, I deliberately ran to the hospital, disgusting

"Mo Li has a good background, a good education and a good appearance. How can his pride make him sick? Mo Li moved his hand and beat Zhang Hanjin more embarrassed than a dog. No one dared to stop him. I was afraid of human life, so I ran to stop him. He was so tall that I couldn't stop him. I jumped up to stop him, hugged him and dragged him away." she hugged the gold Lord and restored the scene at that time.

Mo Li hides behind the mask and just wants to laugh. Is this woman hot and cute!

Can he not know? Can he not know?

Cheng Qingyao continued... She followed him into the office, also called AI wanwan in the office, and defended him a few words: "when things came to this, I had nothing to do with me, so I left. But suddenly he turned and grabbed my arm, dragged me into his arms and hugged me from behind."

She demonstrated again and squeezed her little back into his broad arms.

He hugged it and held it in the most comfortable position he was used to.

It as like as two peas in the as like as two peas, and the same time, Cheng Qing Yao's sudden stiffness, Mo Li also embraced her like this. Her arms were tightly tied around her arms, her face rubbing her neck, her chin resting on her shoulders...

Why?

Why is the feeling and form of the gold Lord holding her so similar?

I can't help thinking of that dream, sleeping in Mo Li's office and having her spring dream, but when I wake up, there is the smell of gold lord between my lips and teeth... Isn't it Gold Lord is Mo Li???

No, no, no, no!

Cheng Qingyao was frightened by his guess and looked back at him fiercely. The mask covered his facial features and couldn't see his face, but Moli's body was two centimeters higher than the gold Lord. Mo Li's figure is also a little thinner than that of Jin Zhu, not as strong as that of Jin Zhu. In addition, the gold Lord also took off his mask when he had a good time. After removing the mask, his voice was not buzzing, but it was also deep and thick. It was completely different from Mo Li's magnetic and clear voice.

If they are the same person, their body shape should be exactly the same, and their voice should be familiar to her!

Also, Mo Li is so proud of a person. How could he come to a vulgar place like the beauty salon to play with women? With his identity and status, what kind of woman does he want?

Besides, she is AI wanwan's man. Even if he comes here to play with women, he won't play with AI wanwan's women! Playing with the women under AI wanwan, he won't think of AI wanwan and add blockage in his heart?

Therefore, the gold Lord is the gold Lord, and Mo Li is Mo Li. They have nothing to do with each other!

Cheng Qingyao gave various examples, cancelled his guess and accepted his identical hug: "then he just hugged me. The more I struggled, the tighter he hugged..."

Before she struggled, he began to tighten up, and the feeling was 100% similar!

Cheng Qingyao shook her head. No, no, he wasn't Mo Li, No: "I asked him to let go, he didn't let go, and kissed me..."

Wearing the mask, he couldn't kiss, but the position of the mask was the same. It was at the root of his neck. Cheng Qingyao was upset. He raised his hand to take off his mask, but found that his mask was very tight and couldn't be taken away at all.

"What do you want to do?"

"Look at your face."

"Why do you want to see my face?"

"Why do you feel the same as Mo Li? I don't think you are him, but it's so similar that I wonder if you are him?"

Mo Li wants to say yes, but what will happen after that? Will she still talk to him? He was AI wanwan's predecessor, and she clearly ignored him to make trouble for herself. Also, she said more than once that she didn't like him, especially didn't like him.

Thinking about it, Mo Li still didn't say it. He just held her in his arms and pushed her with the following: "men's habits are almost the same. What I want to do to you, he probably wants to. Has he pushed you across the material like this?"

Cheng Qingyao was confused and sober for a while. For a moment, he thought he was right, and for a moment, he thought what he said was right. Men are almost the same. They are all lower body animals. They are not as good as animals when they are impulsive.

She said, "but he didn't get a bargain. I slapped him in the face."

Mo Li felt his face hurt again. "His face looks so beautiful. How can you do it? If people in the hospital know, one spit can drown you."

"That's what he said, but he didn't do such disgusting things for me. I would beat him? I didn't realize it before, but now I realized he was also a pervert. Zhang Hanjin deserved to run to disgust him... It's true that he didn't touch AI wanwan, but he must have some bad habits. Maybe he just likes to hold AI wanwan across the cloth..." then she kept saying to balabalabala, It's very dirty to say that Mo Li is worthless.

Mo Li's face behind the mask became more and more ugly. His heart was filled with air. He just hugged her, kissed her and pushed her. As for what she said about him so badly? Now, he is holding her, kissing her and pushing her. Why doesn't she say? Why not resist? No escape? No struggle?

It's all what he does. Why is there such a big difference?

He really couldn't hear it. He stretched out his hand and covered her mouth: "don't say a bad word in the future. When it comes to him, you can only say that he is good. This is good and that is good everywhere. You can't stop liking him. You should like him..."