Luo Weiming stood at the door for a moment, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

Long ago, Mo Yusheng and Luo Weiming had already obtained the certificate privately.

The Mo family also knew about it, but for some reason, the Mo family never recognized Luo Weiming's identity to the outside world.

As a result, many people now think that Mo Yusheng and Luo Weiming are just in a relationship.

In the last few days, when she was on the boat, Luo Weiming found that Mo Yusheng was not honest.

A short time after he went out, a woman came to the room between the two of them.

The white sheets were full of wrinkles and a puddle of water.

Luo Weiming knew clearly, and immediately pulled it up and threw it on the ground: "Are you so impatient? Don't you think your eating appearance is too ugly?"

"You've wronged me. Mo Yusheng's laziness after his lust dissipated, and casually hooked her into his arms: "She came to seduce me, and I don't like her either, her figure, including her voice, is not as good as you." ”

Luo Weiming directly tore the sheets and threw them into the trash, reminding: "Don't forget, we are already married." ”

Mo Yusheng, who buttoned the cuffs, found that there was lipstick on the neckline, and then changed it: "Anyway, it's not that it's not public, it should be okay to play now." ”

Luo Weiming was amused by this rogue theory.

"Not being public is your reason, you don't push it on me. ”

Standing behind Mo Yusheng, Luo Weiming angrily smashed the lamp in her hand: "Eat the pot and look at the pot, you are really disgusting." ”

It takes two to tango.

Luo Weiming doesn't believe that this is all wishful thinking on the part of women.

Since Mo Yusheng has been attracting bees and butterflies, Luo Weiming naturally does not want to be trapped, and has already begun to find a way out for herself.

Wang Mingying is good.

The man in the room was just wearing a bathrobe and had strong chest muscles, and when he saw the figure, he immediately took her in his arms and kissed her neck.

"Why are you here so late?"

The big hand ran down the curve of the dress, and he couldn't bear to peel off the clothes.

Too impatient.

Luo Weiming avoided it uncomfortably, and snorted, "You light." ”

The sound of the man's belt buckle entangled, and the sound in the room became ambiguous.

Luo Weiming rose and fell, hooking the man's neck extremely hard.

Wang Mingying was also inseparable, looking condescendingly at the man under him.

For Luo Weiming, this kind of thing is just commonplace.

Luo's real power is in the hands of Luo Jiuxia, and now Luo Weiming has no prestige in the group.

When the time comes to seize power, Luo Weiming has no chance of winning.

The Mo family's attitude towards Luo Weiming is ambiguous, so don't blame her for using means to make more contacts.

Luo Weiming's legs crossed Wang Mingying's waist, gnawing and biting on his chest: "Hurry up." ”

It's beautiful.

That's it.

Luo Weiming lay on the bed and asked delicately: "You see that you are so happy, you must help others if you have something in the future." ”

Wang Mingying was provoked by her kung fu and couldn't stop.

I couldn't let go of my hand first, just stroked her collarbone, and then asked to go up: "It depends on whether you have this ability." ”

The night was slightly cool, blowing into the hallway.

Luo Jiuxia sneezed and shrank into the quilt again: "It's too cold at sea, I don't bring enough clothes." ”

The temperature of the air conditioner was turned on too high, and Luo Jiuxia had a dry nosebleed.

Gu Tingjiao had already brought over the duvet in the next room, but he still didn't use it.

simply took off his shirt, lifted the quilt and lay down.

A piece of the side of the bed was instantly recessed.

Luo Jiuxia hugged his chest and pretended to be frightened: "My physical condition has not recovered yet, you must not mess around." ”

"Don't move. ”

A deep voice sounded overhead, and Luo Jiuxia was imprisoned by the warm embrace, unable to move.

Gu Ting's body was hot, trying to protect Luo Jiuxia as much as possible, and tucked the corners of the quilt down to reveal Luo Jiuxia's bright eyes.

"Is it still cold?"

His voice was as low as that of a cello, and his reflection could be clearly seen in his pupils.

The big hand on the waist was still hot, the two had lust, and Luo Jiuxia was still blushing in an instant.

"It's not cold. ”

Luo Jiuxia obediently shrank in his arms: "It's warmer than an air conditioner." ”

After being in a coma for several days, Luo Jiuxia woke up, and Gu Tingjiao was relieved.

In the middle of the night, Luo Jiuxia slept groggily and kicked off the quilt: "It's hot." ”

Gu Tingjiao, who was in light sleep, woke up instantly and touched her forehead: "I have a fever again." ”

Luo Jiuxia was stunned, his mouth kept muttering, and most of his pajamas were torn off: "It's so uncomfortable." ”

After a few days of care, Gu Tingjiao has been handy.

Finding the alcohol in the medicine box, Gu Tingjiao used a physical cooling method to wipe his body in half an hour.

It was hot all over, and only a moment of coldness flashed, and Luo Jiuxia tried his best to absorb it.

It is only when you touch it that you feel comfortable and at ease.

Sleepless nights.

Simply Luo Jiuxia's burning pushed down a little.

Gu Tingjiao tested his body temperature several times, and then he was relieved, put away the temperature gun, and prepared breakfast for Luo Jiuxia.

"My head is so bad. ”

Luo Jiuxia sat up, a little wet on her body: "Why do I sweat so much when I sleep?"

"Alcohol. ”

Hearing this, Luo Jiuxia moved his nose, and there was indeed a smell of alcohol.

"I have a fever again?" Luo Jiuxia stepped forward barefoot and hugged his waist behind his back: "You took care of me all night?"

"It's just the middle of the night. ”

Gu Tingjiao saw her barefoot, and directly turned around and hugged her in front of her and leaned on the dining table: "It's just a little better, no bare feet." ”

After a night of hard work, Gu Tingjiao's eyes were full of bloodshots, but he was still taking care of Luo Jiuxia.

Luo Jiuxia shook his legs and laughed.

The loss and apprehension in my heart disappeared in the company of this night.

Gu Tingjiao was just boiling porridge, and it was still sent from the kitchen earlier.

Gu Tingjiao put the tableware in front of Luo Jiuxia's eyes.

A bowl of porridge and two cage buns, and gave a death order: "The little face is getting thinner and thinner, and this time I must eat them all!"

The horizon has just brightened.

Cruise ship docking.

The crew is evacuating the crowd.

Many people have packed their suitcases and left directly with their bags.

After a long night, Luo Weiming was physically exhausted, and when she opened her eyes, she heard the sound of a whistle mixed with the sound of the crew inviting her to go ashore.

I thought God didn't know it.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly saw Xia Ziqi around the corner.

The scenery at the corner of the corridor is good, and many people want to rush to get this room, but Gu Tingjiao is left to the old man because of his feelings.

As a result, there is only one person living here around the corner.

Xia Ziqi leaned on the windowsill with her arms folded, and smiled neatly: "Wang Mingying?"

Damn, it was discovered.

Luo Weiming was shocked, and she spoke in a hurry: "No, it's not what you think, the two of us have nothing." ”

In one night, everything that should have happened had already happened.

Xia Ziqi lowered her head and played with her nails, not opening her mouth to respond.

gave Luo Weiming an invisible sense of oppression.