Undoubtedly, Dong Xiaoren was moved, but he didn't agree on the spot, only saying that he wanted to think about it.

After all, the pie was too light and too unbelievable.

It wasn't clear to her that Chu Xici's choice of her to work with WM was really just what he said, and he wanted to know how much he liked this simple reason in her designs?

During the day on the weekend, Dong Xiaoren nested in Jun Mofei's villa, sketching on the sketchbook, and from time to time his eyes looked at Jun Mofei who was sitting on the sofa not far away and reading a book.

Of course, he had German books in his hand, which she couldn't read at all.

In a quiet time, two people living like this seems to have become an extremely natural thing.

Looking at Jun Mofei's handsome face, she couldn't help but think of the conversation with Chu Xici. Chu Xici said that he never liked anyone or anything, so he never integrated a trace of liking into his design.

Because of this, his design will change a lot, there has never been a fixed pattern, uninhibited, perfect to almost no shortcomings.

It's just that it also makes people feel a little cold.

However, this kind of coldness, sometimes in the fashion industry, can become a fascinating quality, and therefore, even if Chu Xici's design does not actually incorporate any likes, but there are still a large number of fans, which can drive the trend.

But integrating the love he likes into the design is an extremely natural thing for Dong Xiaoren. It's like, it's because she likes design and wants to design better clothes that she chose this major, so she will engage in this profession.

is also because she likes Jun Mofei now, so she will continue to be inspired, every time she sketches, she will always unconsciously draw men's clothes, and then imagine what this dress will look like when she wears it on him.

Maybe it was because she glanced at him so many times that Jun Mofei raised his head and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

Well, when she was caught, she looked at him squarely, "It's nothing, I just think I like you more and more." ”

"Isn't that good?" he smiled.

She blinked, "It should be good." ”

His eyes, his smile, were like a kind of bewitchment, and she couldn't help but put down her sketchbook and walked up to him.

He raised his chin slightly, looking at her standing in front of him.

And she stretched out her hands and gently stroked his face.

Jun Mofei's eyes moved, but he didn't stop Dong Xiaoren's move, but still smiled, letting her hand touch his face unscrupulously.

Her hand was not so much touching his face as it was touching every inch of bone in his face.

brow bones, eye sockets, cheekbones, mandibles......

Dong Xiaoren said softly, "In fact, the number of bones is the same for everyone, but it's really amazing, the slight difference in bones can make people's faces completely different." The teacher who taught me sketching used to say that only by truly understanding the bones can I draw people like them. It is not to paint superficially, but to understand and paint through the appearance, from the structure. ”

"So you're learning about my bones now?" he asked.

"That's right. She smiled and said, "This will keep you in mind, and one day, even if you can't see with your eyes, you can recognize you just by touching your hands." ”

"With me, you won't have a day when you can't see it. Jun Mo said, "Moreover, whether you can find me or not, I will find you." ”

He said it with great certainty, and she chuckled, "How are you going to find it?"

He took her hand and came to the place of his heart, "Here, there will be a feeling! When you appear in front of me, there will be a reaction here, and you will tell me that you are here!"

Was that a sweet talk, but she liked to hear him say it, and it made her feel that she was very important to him.

Dong Xiaoren took the initiative to bend down and kissed Jun Mofei's lips, and he cooperated to open his lips to meet her kiss.

The lingering kiss slowly slid from his lips to his neck.

The first two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his beautiful collarbones, and his gasps grew thick as her lips kissed somewhere around his neck.

The hoarse and low wheezing sound, like a pleasant piano sound, stirs people's nerves.

It's so wonderful, it's so soul-stirring.

And she wanted to hear more......

As if enchanted, her kiss went down his neck to the place of his collarbone, sucking gently, falling one kiss mark after another, and then going down more and more......

Until his voice sounded above her head, "Xiao Shinobi, don't be like this, if you continue like this, I can't help but ask for you." ”

Only then did she come back to her senses excitedly, and when she saw that his shirt had been fully unbuttoned, and there were some kiss marks on his chest that she had "planted" just now, Dong Xiaoren couldn't believe that this was what she had done by herself just now.

Unfortunately, she didn't have amnesia, she wasn't drunk, and she remembered exactly what she had just done.

"In front of you, my control power is actually pitiful. Jun Mo said, "Men are sometimes easy to be controlled by Yu Wang, and at that time, I'm afraid that even if you cry and shout in front of me, I will still want you." ”

Her face flushed, and his dark phoenix eyes stared at her steadily, pressing her hand firmly against his heart, so that she could feel his heart beating lightly.

"Shinobi, do you want me?" he asked.

She wants him, she wants this man! But she is conservative in her bones, but she can't tell whether this kind of "want" is impulsive or because of the accumulation of emotions, and she really wants.

So she opened her mouth, but couldn't come up with an answer.

His breathing gradually changed from heavy to steady, and he kissed her palm, and he said, "I'll wait, because I know that one day, you'll want mine." ”

――――

For dinner in the evening, Dong Xiaoren bought materials in the vegetable market by himself, brought them to Jun Mofei's villa, and cooked a few side dishes by himself.

Of course, as a typical career-oriented woman, there are only a few dishes she can handle, and the appearance is far less exquisite than the chefs of those restaurants that Jun Mofei usually takes her to, but Jun Mofei still eats very much.

"If you don't think it tastes good, just say it. Dong Xiaoren said.

"No, I think it's pretty good. Jun Mo said.

Dong Xiaoren felt that Jun Mofei was completely telling a white lie, she knew her level of cooking vegetables, and she was really just ...... It's just average.

Suddenly, Jun Mofei's chopsticks holding the dish trembled suddenly, and then his fingers clenched the chopsticks tightly, the green tendons on the back of his hands were faintly bursting out, and his face became pale.

Dong Xiaoren was taken aback, God, is this food poisoning? Or is her food really too unpalatable?

She quickly stood up, walked around the side of the table, came to Jun Mofei's side, put her hand on his back, and asked anxiously, "How are you?"

The next moment, the chopsticks in his hand fell on the dining table, and his hands suddenly pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly, and the heavy gasp sounded in her ears, but it was not as hoarse as he was in the afternoon.

Suddenly, Dong Xiaoren didn't struggle as if he had thought of something, but also raised his hand and hugged Jun Mofei.

"Is it hurting again?" she asked.

The soft voice sounded in his ears, and the touch of his body was constantly suppressing the pain in his body.

The pain, fading little by little, is much easier to suppress than the pain of a full moon night, the pain of the omen.

"Well, it hurts again. He replied.

"Is it okay to hold it like this, or do you want to hold it tighter?" she asked, remembering what he said about hugging him when it hurts.

"Hold me tighter, Shinobu. He said.

So she did as she said and hugged him tighter.

Time passed like this, minute by minute, and after a long while, Jun Mofei said softly, "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Dong Xiaoren's body moved slightly, then let go of his embrace, and looked at Jun Mofei's face, which had returned to normal.

Calculating the days, it seemed that it was almost the time of the last time he had pain at night, Dong Xiaoren couldn't help but ask, "Is it a few days later, you will be back to the same as that night, and the pain will be very bad?"

He was slightly stunned, and after a moment, he answered softly.

"Do you know exactly what night it is?" she asked.

"The day after tomorrow. He replied.

"I'll stay here with you the night after tomorrow. She said. If hugging can make him not hurt, then she will be willing to spend the night hugging him.

"Good. His hands were gently inserted into her hair, burying his face in her neck, rubbing gently, as if intertwined necks, revealing a strong attachment, "Xiao Ren, thank you." ”

"What's so thankful for that!" she said, liking his pestering, "but when you're in pain, you can only hold me alone, okay?"

She will also have an exclusive heart and like him, so she doesn't want him to hug other people when he is in pain. This heart that wants to be exclusive is telling herself, and she has become more and more concerned about him.

"I'm not going to hug anyone but you. "This is his promise to her.

It's so pleasant, so permeated with people's souls...... R1154