The second young master of the Leng family

Mother Liu couldn't hide the joy on her face, and hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Yes, young master." ”

She snickered in her heart while talking on the phone, maybe the young master didn't hate the young "milk" and "milk" so much, and he was willing to let his wife come over for dinner, which showed that there was room for mitigation in this matter.

Leng Xiao walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, looking at Qiu Mo who was shivering a little from the cold, she seemed to have found him, raised her eyes to look at him, those eyes penetrated the darkness, bright and clear, and the black pupils seemed to be covered with a faint layer of water, and at this time, the extremely aggrieved was about to spread.

Leng Xiao met her eyes, and somewhere in his heart suddenly twitched, her appearance made him feel strangely familiar, and unconsciously, he had crossed the corridor and walked in front of her.

She was a head shorter than him, he needed to look down to see her face, the top of her hair was clean and fresh, with a faint smell of bath "dew", she was half up at this time, silently looking at him, the clear eyes, there was no intention of surrendering to the defeat.

Leng Xiao couldn't help frowning, he didn't like women to disobey him.

"Admit your mistake to Carter and go back to dinner." He opened his mouth like a charity.

"I won't admit my mistake to a dog," Qiu Mo's pale face flushed with excitement and anger, and although his eyes were still stubborn, his feet were already like stepping on floating clouds, obviously unstable.

Her forbearance was all taken into his eyes, and he just hooked the corners of his lips sarcastically "sex", and said coldly: "Then you will always stand." ”

After saying that, he turned to leave, and for a moment, he wanted to hear her beg for mercy, and he told himself that if she begged him, he would let her go, but even if he slowed down as much as possible, there was still silence behind him, and an inexplicable anger swelled up in his heart, and his knife-like face was like a dark cloud that made people shudder.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Qiu Mo couldn't help but shake the soles of her feet, she protected her stomach, and comforted her guilty softly, "Baby, I'm sorry, Mommy really can't learn to compromise." ”

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, holding on to the railing on the side, and the pain in her whole body was like a rising tide of sea water that instantly submerged her.

The door slowly opened, and a black luxury car drove in.

Qiu Mo listened to the sound of the engine gradually subduing, and there was a blur in front of her.

The driver jumped out of the car and respectfully opened the door, while the assistant took out a wheelchair from the rear compartment and skillfully installed it.

When Qiu Mo was about to hold on, a pair of powerful hands suddenly grabbed her arm, she barely opened her eyes, and the figure in front of her changed from blurry to clear.

Although he was in a wheelchair, he couldn't hide his tall and thin body, and he was wrapped in casual sportswear to be extraordinarily slender.

Thin short black hair, fine pieces from the full forehead obliquely down to cover half of the eyes, eyebrows are very long, not thick or light, just the curvature.

Like his older brother, he is a flawless man in appearance.

Leng Ningyu, the second son of the Leng consortium.

"Qiu Mo, why are you standing here?" He asked with concern, and motioned for the assistant next to him to hold the woman who was about to fall.

Qiu Mo chuckled at him, quietly pushed his assistant away, and continued to stand, the white dress on her body was blown up by the evening breeze, and her long black hair was even more "messy" like a butterfly.

"It's big brother, it's big brother, right?" Leng Ningyu held her soft slender hand and asked a little excitedly.

Qiu Mo's body shook, and Leng Ningyu in front of her seemed to have turned into two at once, staggered left and right in front of her.

In the next second, her body suddenly slid down the railing uncontrollably.

"Autumn foam."

Leng Ningyu's shout was not as good as the shadow that flew suddenly, when he reacted, Qiu Mo had already been carried into a wide embrace, her slender body was nested in front of his chest, her little hands were still in a posture of protecting the fetal abdomen, and her frowning eyebrows really wanted to reach out for her to smooth them.

"Big brother." Leng Ningyu looked at the tall and cold back in front of him, and stopped talking.

And the assistant next to him had already bowed ninety degrees and said respectfully: "Leng Shao." ”