Mo Xiaobei looked at the time, half past ten, thinking that the security guard might not have slept yet, so he called over.

"Hello, I'm a resident of room 612, and there's a drunk at my door, I hope you can deal with it." After speaking, Mo Xiaobei hung up the phone.

It is worthy of being a high-end community, the security guard appeared very quickly, and when he saw that it was Young Master Zheng who did not dare to offend on weekdays, he hurriedly walked over, "Young Master Zheng, why did you come here?" ”

"This is my house, why can't I come? Get out of the way! "Young Master Zheng's temper is very bad, and the security guard is a little embarrassed when he sees this, "Young Master Zheng, just now the residents here called me and said that you are making trouble here, you can do it, and I will take you back to the next door." ”

"What?" Zheng Yichang seemed to have heard some joke, and couldn't help gritting his teeth, "Mo Xiaobei, you white-eyed wolf who can't be fed, isn't the master good enough for you?" I've never been so interested in a woman, you're good, you treat me as a thief every day! ”

Saying that, Zheng Yichang staggered back to the ground, and when the security guard saw this, he was about to step forward to help him, but was waved away by Zheng Yichang, "Get out, the master still doesn't believe that this dead woman's heart is really made of stone!" ”

Anyway, he doesn't want to go back to a room alone, so it's better to be stuck here and see who can compare to whom.

The security guard finally couldn't help it, and saw that Zheng Yichang didn't seem to be noisy, so he left.

Inside the door, Mo Xiaobei didn't hear his words, her nose was slightly sour, she didn't want to care about him at all, and went back to the bedroom.

All night, he didn't close his eyes much, Mo Xiaobei stared at the two dark circles under his eyes, and when he changed his clothes and was about to go downstairs to buy breakfast, he saw a person at the door, could it be the young master Zheng who was making a fuss last night?

He seemed to be in the right place, across the doorway, making it impossible to walk at all.

Mo Xiaobei pushed him with his foot, and he was still angry because of his words last night, so he naturally couldn't give a good face, "Zheng Yichang, don't pretend, you hurry up for me, I want to go back to sleep." ”

The man was motionless, and there were suspicious lipstick marks on the collar of the shirt on his body, Mo Xiaobei was even more angry when he saw it, and bent over to pinch his face, "You give me ......"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Xiaobei's whole person was pressed to the floor, she raised it in a panic, and saw Zheng Yichang squinting her eyes and speaking hoarsely, "You ruthless woman!" ”

Mo Xiaobei frowned, and was about to refute, when she saw the man burying his head in her neck socket and not moving.

"Hey, Zheng Yichang, what are you making trouble again!" The breathing from his neck was too hot, Mo Xiaobei was almost out of breath by him, and he struggled for a long time without seeing him react, Mo Xiaobei suddenly panicked and reached out to touch his forehead.

Sure enough, the temperature was terribly high.

"Zheng Yichang, you idiot!" Mo Xiaobei was so angry that she couldn't say anything, and she couldn't get up because he was pressed again, so she simply took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed the property again.

A few minutes later, the security guard from last night arrived and opened his mouth wide in surprise when he saw this scene at the door.

Mo Xiaobei was very embarrassed, so he didn't start, "Please help me help him into the room, thank you." ”

The security guard didn't bother to gossip about anything, but his eyes moved casually, and Mo Xiaobei felt very embarrassed.

After that, Mo Xiaobei called Li Xin, but fortunately he just had a fever, and Li Xin left some pills and left.

The medicine was taken after meals, Mo Xiaobei went to the kitchen to cook some porridge, and took a piece of fruit from the refrigerator and cut it into pieces, ready to make a salad.

Leng Buding was hugged behind her, Mo Xiaobei wanted to know who it was, her neck was bitten, she shrank back, and looked at him, "What are you doing?" ”

"You're more comfortable." Someone said mischievously, even reaching out of her loungewear with bad intentions.

"Hey, you're enough!" Mo Xiaobei was only about to chop off his hand, and she was numb from the scorching heat, she wanted to push him away, but the clinker simply carried her to the cooking table and put one hand between her legs.

"Zheng Yichang!" Mo Xiaobei screamed in fright, dipped his right hand in salad dressing, and wiped it all on his face.

Zheng Yichang inadvertently licked the corners of his mouth, as if he felt that the taste was not bad, he simply held her hand and took the slender index finger into his mouth.

This picture is extremely emotional.

Mo Xiaobei's face was flushed, staring at his movements, she bit her lip so that he would not see the desire in her heart.

They only had one time, although it was a little painful at first, but Zheng Yichang was skilled, even if she couldn't bear to fall into a coma in the end, she also tasted it.

Finally, Zheng Yichang let go of her fingers, and stared at her with shimmering eyes, as if he was going to devour her alive.

But at a critical juncture, Zheng Yichang still asked for her opinion, "Do you want it?" ”

Mo Xiaobei pursed her lips and turned her head away, and at the same time, her sweatpants were torn off, and she felt a heat source touch hers, which made her scream.

"Tsk, it's wet like this......" Zheng Yichang smiled brightly, caught a glimpse of the salad dressing that had not yet been covered, grabbed it, and poured it onto her open chest.

The cold touch made Mo Xiaobei tremble constantly, and the next moment, there was a hot source of heat chasing the cold salad dressing, all the way down.

"Zheng Yichang, stop playing, please ......" Mo Xiaobei couldn't bear to beg for mercy, his hands climbed Zheng Yichang's neck, and his legs were also entangled.

"Well, let's take our time this time." Zheng Yichang soothed, thinking that it was the previous time that left a shadow on her, so he began to treat her more gently.

In the end, Mo Xiaobei didn't even have the strength to get out of bed, and he was carried into the bathroom to wash her breathlessly, she leaned on his shoulder, blushing and gasping.

"Did it hurt you this time?" Zheng Yichang hugged her and sat in the bathtub, and the soft cotton towel covered her place, for fear of hurting her.

Mo Xiaobei lowered her head, being treated with care by him, and she realized that she had fallen into it.

"Zheng Yichang." After the two washed it, she was carried back to the bed by him, and Zheng Yichang was holding a hair dryer to dry her hair, so he heard her voice.

"What's wrong?" Wiping her hair with a towel, Zheng Yichang responded, and then concentrated on the matter at hand again.

Mo Xiaobei leaned on his arms and was silent for a moment, until his hair was dried by him, she noticed his hot breath falling on her skin, and couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck, "Zheng Yichang, what are we like this?" ”

She thought that he would bring up the matter of dating her after that night, but he didn't, and dragged it on the whole time.

Maybe he wanted to tell her after he was sure, Mo Xiaobei thought so, but after feeling his stiff movements, his heart suddenly sank.

He didn't speak, so she didn't ask any more questions, and shrank into the futon.

After a long time, a piercing bell rang, and she heard him say, "I'll go out and answer the phone." ”

She had heard this kind of ringtone, and every time it rang, he would avoid her to answer the phone.