Maple leaves, like red beans, can also send acacia, when the leaves are green, the people who love each other are still together, when the leaves turn red, but the ends of the world are separated. (. Starter)

Seeing the fading light in her eyes, Ye Zhen's heart tightened, and he picked up a few more leaves for her: "There are no such trees in Iceland, if you like, I can have a few of them transported to your yard and planted." ”

"Not everywhere, it can survive, and neither can people." She looked down and sniffed the leaf in her hand, but the words she said made the leaf mark change her face.

He crouched down in front of her, then took her face in her surprise and kissed her arrogantly.

Her lips were firmly and carefully held by him, as if to express his possession and anger in this way, and he did not allow her to say such things again, she just wanted to stay with her, and she was not allowed to go anywhere, whether she was used to it or not.

Qiu Mo didn't resist, let his lips toss and turn on his lips, she just opened her eyes to meet his, her eyes were as clear as a spring in the empty mountain, the more such a simple gaze could arouse the cruelty and domineering in the beast's body, he kissed her harder, until her lips were red and swollen.

Hearing Si's voice and an inaudible whisper, Ye Zhen hurriedly let go of the big hand holding her, lowered his head and asked, "Did you touch the wound?" ”

Qiu Mo's eyes were watery, and she nodded slightly.

He immediately showed an expression of annoyance, and his fingers slid over his red and swollen lips, "It hurts you, it's my fault, not next time." ”

He said every time that he wouldn't do it next time, but it got worse and worse every time, and she never dared to believe his words.

"Momo, look, this is the swing I made for you." Parking the wheelchair under a maple tree, Leaf Scar walked over and pulled the swing with his hand.

Seeing a drop of surprise in Qiu Mo's eyes, he said proudly: "When you're ready, I'll play with you." ”

Qiu Mo reached out and touched the rope on the swing, the rope is thick and strong, the safety performance is excellent, and the wooden board under the swing is also carefully wrapped with soft pads, so that you will not feel uncomfortable sitting on it.

Maybe it's the little girl's temperament, she liked swings when she was a child, and Ye Zhen pierced a lot of them for her in Iceland, so that she could play at any time when she wanted to play, and her swings, no one else dared to touch them.

Seeing that she seemed to be playful, Ye Zhen strode over and picked her up from the wheelchair.

She was surprised and asked, "What for?" ”

He kept silent, but sat on the swing with her.

Can this swing really bear the weight of two people, she was skeptical, but in her heart, she still believed in Ye Zhen, this man, he rarely did things that he was not sure of.

Holding Qiu Mo diagonally on his lap, he himself sat on the swing, lived for thirty years, he had never swinged, but for the Pomeranian, he was willing to go crazy with her once.

When the swing flew, it was particularly high, Qiu Mo involuntarily hugged Ye Zhen's neck, although she was a little scared, but she was still conquered by the feeling of flying, so close to the sky, so close to the white clouds, the swing fell, and her heart sank together, and then flew high in the sky again.

She inadvertently saw the man she was hugging tightly, with a doting smile on his face, and seemed to be having a good time, and when she saw that she was looking at herself, she couldn't help but put her mouth on her forehead, and said softly: "Momo, do you like it?" ”

She buried her head in his chest, feeling very complicated.

In the future, she will live with this man, entangled and endless.

He stood in the rain and called her name like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, she held an umbrella for him, and he kissed her on the lips.

"Momo, you're willing to promise me, aren't you?"

I thought I could start over, but after all, it was creation that made people.

"I like it." She whispered.

"I knew my Momo would like it." He swings the swing higher, and her heart has been thrown farther and farther away.

Getting off the swing, Qiu Mo's face turned a little pale, Ye Zhen carried her back to the wheelchair, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"The wound hurts a little."

"I'll see." He squatted down and expertly unbuttoned her clothes, and she blushed and reached out to stop her.

He looked up and said, "Anywhere on your body is mine, where are you afraid of me looking?" ”

She didn't speak, but she still resisted.

He forcibly grabbed her little hand, and then pulled her clothes open, her chest was still wrapped in gauze, but still half of it was soft and exposed, his eyes deepened a lot, and he lowered his head and kissed it lightly.

"Momo, does it still hurt?" His head rested on her chest.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She was anxious to get him to leave, and her face changed color with anxiety.

Ye Zhen coveted her fragrance for a while, and then reluctantly left, rebuttoned her clothes, and said, "Momo, what do you want to eat, I will tell the kitchen to do it." ”

"Anything." Where is there an appetite to eat, her heart is full of Leng Xiao, she really wants to know how he is now, but what can she do if she knows, it only adds sadness.

Leng Xiao, you must hate me so much, right?

The atmosphere in Leng Xiao's house has been depressed since the night Leng Xiao woke up, even Carter obediently didn't dare to make a sound, and Liu's mother and some servants were careful in doing things, for fear that something would be done wrong and annoy him.

Leng Ningyu came back later, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked Liu's mother, "Where is the eldest brother?" ”

"It seems to be in the room, and I haven't been out for a day." Mother Liu said worriedly: "Second young master, what's wrong with the young master?" I think it's weird for him to look like that. ”

Leng Ningyu didn't know what happened to Leng Xiao, his temper had been very bad recently, and his face was as dark as the sky outside.

He thought he was annoyed about TP5, but he didn't see him turn against him.

He was pushed by his assistant and took the elevator to the second floor.

The door of the study was closed, and his bedroom seemed to be empty, and he walked forward in a wheelchair by himself, until he saw that the room where Qiu Mo lived before seemed to have a light shining through the hidden door.

How could he be in Qiu Mo's room.

There was only one bedside lamp in the room.

The spoon shrank carefully in the corner, looking at the man sitting on the bed with a gloomy face like the deep sea, it intuitively felt that he was dangerous, so it was better to stay as far away as possible.

It wasn't so much concerned that he would be bad for itself right now, it was thinking that it had been nibbling on cabbage leaves and no carrots for days.

It was contemplating the shape of a carrot when a pair of large strong hands reached out, and its neck was choked.

Its rabbit eyes are about to bulge out, and it feels like it only has air in and no air out.

"Momo, why, why?"

His hoarse voice yelled at it hard.

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