The Oriental fan returned to that apartment.

Without her, every second of his life would be boring. Sometimes he would lie on the sofa, sometimes stand by the floor-to-ceiling window, and sometimes squat in the toilet.

At night, he would miss her even more. He would make some food in the kitchen, take a bath, then walk into her bedroom, sleep naked in the bed that smelled of her, and call her name.

Falling asleep, "Mo Hanya, come back... uh, baby, come back... I miss you... baby... I need you..."

…

Lin……

"Mengmeng, why are you still with Dongfang Mi?" Lin Zhipeng couldn't help but ask during dinner.

Mo Hanya immediately stopped picking up the food, looked at Lin Yi and Linghu Shaofei, who had strange expressions, lowered his head, and said in an embarrassed low voice: "Dad, actually I'm not with him either.

He just came out of prison and couldn't find a decent job. I pity him, so...so..."

"That's why you let him be your driver and your bodyguard?" Lin Zhipeng frowned and couldn't understand what she was embarrassed to say, and knocked on the table with one hand, "Mengmeng, what are you doing?

Why are you so confused? He is the kind of person that our Lin family is afraid of avoiding. He is not worthy of our pity or our sympathy. Even if you pity him and sympathize with him, there is no need to arrange him by your side.

, let him be your driver and bodyguard."

Hearing these words, Mo Hanya's head almost dropped to the dust, and she thought with a heavy heart, fortunately they didn't know that he was still her male nanny and had a relationship with her. If they knew, they wouldn't be able to get along with her.

Cut off the relationship yourself?

Mother Lin on the side felt sorry for her. Seeing her lowering her head and knowing that she was wrong, she quickly shook her head at Lin Zhipeng, "Husband, please stop talking about Mengmeng. Mengmeng knows that she did something wrong."

Lin Zhipeng then gave up, "Hey." He sighed deeply, drank a glass of wine, looked at her who was still lowering her head, and lowered her tone and said seriously: "Stop letting him stay around you to do things, if you are really pathetic

He, dad will ask someone to find him a decent job tomorrow."

"Okay...thank you, dad." What else could she say?

...

For several days in a row, Mo Hanya did not go back to live in that apartment.

Without her in the apartment, Dongfang Fan's life was a bit lifeless.

He couldn't stand something called missing, so every day, he would drive to the studio, stand in a corner where no one could easily find him, and secretly watch the various poses under the spotlight, making him look even more charming, charming and beautiful.

of her.

Every time he saw Mo Zifei and her together, he felt very uncomfortable, but he was afraid that Mo Hanya would be angry, so he would try his best to hold it back, and no matter how unhappy he was, he would not go forward to find trouble.

One night, the couple commercial shot by Mo Zifei and Mo Hanya was finally completed perfectly. The director was in a good mood and invited the two protagonists of the commercial and the staff present to the bar for a drink.

A group of people went to the bar in large numbers, chatting and laughing and drinking in a large box. The atmosphere was full of good.

That night, Mo Hanya was wearing a leopard-print vest and a pair of black leather pants, with her wavy hair hanging loose. In order to prevent others from recognizing her, she wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Little did she know that with such a dress,

Make her even more tempted.

The atmosphere was good, and her mood also improved. She drank several glasses of wine while chatting and laughing with the director, her face was rosy, and she was really charming and cute.

Mo Zifei sat next to her. Seeing that she was in a good mood, his mood also rose. He drank a glass of wine, looked at the people dancing on the dance floor outside, and happily pulled her out, "Sister, we

go dance."

"Haha, okay, I haven't danced for a long time." She was very happy to dance. He pulled her into the dance floor where many men and women were twisting wildly. Following the dynamic music, she twisted her waist to her heart's content and made a few random movements.

, which attracted everyone’s astonished gaze.

At first, Mo Zifei was very happy, but after noticing that the men around her looked at her with lustful eyes, she began to feel uncomfortable. He quickly got rid of the hot beauties dancing around him and danced handsomely.

In front of her, he reached out his hand in a domineering manner, hugged her waist as if declaring ownership, and silently announced to the men present that she was his.

Mo Hanya didn't notice his thoughts. She was in a good mood when she heard the dynamic music and danced passionately, and she didn't mind his arm around her waist.

That night, Oriental fans followed them.

At this time, he was sitting in a place where he could clearly see the dance floor. Seeing the intimate scene of Mo Zifei holding her and dancing passionately on the dance floor with dim lights, he suddenly felt sour and frightened in his heart, and looked up.

After drinking several glasses of wine in succession, he stood up with a straight face and strode towards the colorful dance floor. Then he pushed through the crowd and squeezed to their side. Without saying a word, he pulled up Mo Hanya's hand.

His hands quickly moved outward.

Mo Zifei reacted quickly and quickly chased out of the dance floor. He quickly grabbed Mo Hanya's other hand and said coldly and loudly: "Let go of my sister's hand."

The expression on Dongfang Mi's face was terrifyingly cold. He said nothing, turned slightly, and punched his handsome face with a melancholic temperament that had attracted the love of countless women.

"Uh ah 7e" The punch was too hard. Mo Zifei screamed in pain and fell towards the table beside him. He grabbed Mo Hanya's hand and couldn't help but let go.

The moment he let go, Dongfang Mi used all her strength to pull Mo Hanya into her arms, and forcefully pulled Mo Hanya out.

"Uh, how can you hit someone?" Mo Hanya was very angry when he pulled her away from the dance floor without saying a word. Seeing him arrogantly beating Mo Zifei, Mo Zifei looked extremely sad.

His eyes and heart suddenly filled with anger. He struggled hard and cursed, "Asshole, let me go...if you don't let me go, I won't be polite."

Dongfang Mi still didn't speak. The more she struggled, the tighter he pulled her.

"Uh 7e" Mo Hanya was so angry that when she walked out of the door, she kicked his leg hard with her high-heeled feet.

For some unknown reason, Dongfang Mi didn't dodge her kick, and was hit hard by her. He just frowned and grunted, with no trace of anger on his face.

Mo Hanya knew that with this kick, his legs would definitely be bruised. She couldn't help but feel pain in her heart, and said hoarsely: "Why don't you avoid it?"

While he pulled her towards the red car quickly, he turned back to look at her with a complicated expression, and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Why should I avoid you? If you kick me, it will make you feel better, you

Just kick him, even if he is kicked to a pulp, I will not hide or fight back."

"Kick you into a cripple?" She felt heavy in her heart, "You...you think I don't dare?"

"I didn't think so." He paused and turned to look at her with mixed emotions, "Baby, what are you afraid of now?"

"I..." She suddenly choked on her words, her mouth slightly opened, and her awkward look of being unable to speak was particularly alluring.

The way she dressed tonight was already provocative enough, but now paired with this expression, it was even more provocative.

The Oriental fan couldn't stand her damn temptation. His throat tightened and he suddenly leaned down to kiss her red lips, regardless of whether they were on a busy street or not.

"Uh 7e" Mo Hanya's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and her eyes widened in horror, "Uh... what are you... uh 7e doing? Uh 7e, are you crazy?"

Dongfang Mi remained silent, holding her waist tightly with one hand and clasping the back of her head with the other, making her unable to move, and kissed her with her eyes closed, which was like an obsession.

"Uh... don't... this, this will be seen by others on the street..." She was about to faint, fearing that passers-by would recognize her identity, so she tried her best to avoid his wolf-like kiss.

, while he lowered his voice to persuade with confusion.

"Hehehehe7e" He suddenly laughed out of breath, "Then let's go home, and we'll take our time when we get home." As soon as he finished his voice, he picked her up and picked her up.

At this moment, the black-rimmed glasses on her face fell to the ground, fearing that she would be recognized and cause unnecessary trouble. She buried her whole face in his warm chest, listening to his thump thump thump thump in silence with her heartbeat speeding up for no reason.

A heartbeat that beats much faster.

This night, she didn't know how he carried her into the car, or how he brought her back to the apartment. She only knew that as soon as she entered the apartment, he pushed her down on the cold floor.

, frantically pulling off the clothes on his body, kissing his body like falling raindrops...

"Uh 7e uh 7e don't... I'm cold..." When her bare skin touched the floor, she twisted her naked body unbearably, "I don't want... uh... it's so cold..."

Dongfang Mi breathed heavily, and her eyes were full of sexual flames, "Baby, you won't be cold in a while...I will heat you up..." After speaking intermittently, he turned her body over and let her straddle him.

On his body, he clasped her waist tightly with both hands, "Baby, is this okay?" He knew that she liked this position, so he asked in a hoarse and confused way, and straightened his waist unexpectedly, letting her feel it.

to his existence.

"Uh, 7e fan... I, I can't stand it anymore..." The ** came, and she couldn't resist it. Her face was stained with red clouds, "Ah... so deep... oh, so comfortable...

..." Gritting his teeth, he frowned and cooperated with his movements in pain and joy. Finally, he couldn't help but moan wildly. After a spasm, he lay limply on his sweaty, manly body.

Physically, "Well, I'm obsessed...that's enough...that's enough...no, no more..."

Dongfang raised the corners of his mouth with lingering fascination, licked her earlobe aggressively, and bit her earlobe, "Baby, that's not enough." After saying it in an extremely hoarse and sexy voice, he suppressed her underneath him, changed his position, and initiated a new round of passion...

This night was crazy. Each other's moans, gasps, and collisions were all floating in rooms large and small. The smell of love seemed to have permeated every corner here, and even the air was affected by it.

Got infected, got hot...

Mo Hanya woke up at noon the next day, remembering the fact that she had made love with him last night on the floor, on the table, on the sofa, in the bathroom, and on the bed, her face turned red.

At this time, Dongfang Mi had already gotten up and prepared lunch. When he walked into the bedroom and saw her red face, his handsome face was suddenly filled with worry, "Baby, what's wrong? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

She was even more embarrassed, and quickly covered her hot and red face, giving him an annoyed look, "You just have a fever."

He showed a puzzled expression, sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand covering her face, "Baby, I'm caring about you. Tell me, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Oh, can you stop asking?" She was annoyed, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable." She said angrily, quickly stood up, put on her clothes, jumped out of bed and walked out.

He followed her with a faint smile, suddenly hugged her from behind, lowered his head and kissed her ear, and asked with a suppressed smile: "Baby, did I make you feel comfortable last night?"

Her face turned redder, she gritted her teeth, twisted around and punched him on the chin, raising her eyebrows proudly, "Did my punch make you feel comfortable?" After that, she stepped on him hard.

With his feet, he broke away from his arms and ran out of the bedroom angrily and funny.

"Uh 7e ah 7e" Her punch and her kick were definitely hard enough. Dongfang Mi stood there grinning and groaned several times before limping out, "Baby, you are so cruel."

...Be careful if I retaliate against you and I won't give you sexual happiness in the future..."

After last night's passionate passion, they reconciled as before.

We had lunch together that day. It was a rare and romantic moment to sit in the sun on the deck chair on the balcony, watch the scenery, chat and drink tea. It was so pleasant.
To be continued...