I have to say that Yang Yi of this world is really a serious man!
Yang Yi sees his predecessor in the memory of fusion. He has been a single dog for so many years… Mo Fei.
Of course, after so many years of retirement, even if he is mixed up, no one is chasing him! After all, it is also a very good soldier brother!
Whether it is the waiter in the hotel or the rich woman in some clubs, they all want to hook up Yang Yi to bed.
However, this guy is not a leaf!
The greatest record is that when he was in the club's security guard the year before, he was thrown down by a dusty girl who fell in love with him. The other party was stripped off, and Yang Yi still didn't start. He took off his shirt, put it on the other side, and then walked out expressionless!
Got away… It's really gone like Liu Xiahui!
However, the end of "Liu Xiahui" is sad reminder!
Later, the rumors that he did not mention were circulated in the clubhouse, even though Yang Yi, the predecessor, did not care, and did not hate the little girl, but he did become a laughing stock of others.
But is this body really not to be raised?
Yang Yi doesn't think so. Looking at the hot body of the white-collar beauty in front of him, his yang-excessive body is a bit untenable…
From the bottom up, first wrapped in black stockings and tube skirts, rounded slender thighs, then (not descriptive) hips, you can see from the tight tube skirt (not descriptive)!
Yang Yi's can't help but move to the other's chest, (not descriptive), I don't know if it is real or underwear, anyway, big, big (not descriptive)!
The white-collar beauty was keenly aware of Yang Yi's unscrupulous sight. Suddenly through the sunglasses, a cold chill came over and only heard her scream: "Yang Yi, only half a month, your courage is a lot bigger. what!"
This cold sound, like a cold water splash, let Yang Yi go back to God.
"Mo Fei?" Yang Yi surprised.
It was Mo Fei's voice, and Yang Yi suddenly came to her mind. Just say, he just vaguely felt that this face is very familiar!
He did not recognize Mo Fei just now. After all, Mo Fei in his memory is not dressed like this!
Before Mo Fei had not left the music scene, she was dressed with the nickname "Iceberg Song Queen", and she had not had children before, and her body was not so hot…
Later, after she reunited with Yang Yi, every time she took her daughter to Yang Yi's house, Mo Fei's dress was also a windbreaker and a scarf, wrapped completely, for fear of being able to be reported by the reporter.
Didn't she wear it so hot? This white-collar suit, there is always a shame of cosplay!
Seeing Yang Yi's stunned, Mo Fei is actually deep in one's heart or faintly smug: "Hey, let you look down on your grandmother, so you don't want to call me!"
Perhaps it was also a ghost, Mo Fei left the windbreaker in the car when he got off the bus, and he reached out (not described), and he stepped on the high heels upstairs.
Of course, Mo Fei's emotions have always been hidden deep, taking off the sunglasses, Yang Yi saw her cold eyes, a pair of people who refused to look like a thousand miles.
Yang Yi frowned, hesitated, and said, "How come you?"
Then, Yang Yi felt that her words were a bit too rushing, adding: "Isn't Mo Xiaojuan coming to pick Xixi? And it's still so early…"
However, it is already late!
In the latter case, Mo Fei didn't listen to it at all, and the words in front of Yang Yi suddenly made her blow up.
"What made me come?" Mo Fei glared at Yang Yi. "I can't pick up my daughter?"
Yang Yi was somewhat annoyed by her words, perhaps because she was not willing to Xixi, or because of her predecessor's soul imprint. I saw that his expression was cold, and he said: "Isn't it yet time? Say, Xixi will go back at night."
Still familiar with the sound, or familiar temper… Mo Fei's brows are now slightly loose.
However, this does not mean that Mo Fei likes Yang Yi's temper. When he hears Yang Yi, Mo Fei has an ignorant anger.
"Yeah! What? You are disgusted to see me or what?" Mo Fei asked in a hurry.
The sound insulation of the package floor is really bad. Mo Fei and Yang Yi's quarreled in the stairwell. Several people have opened the door and looked around!
Fortunately, the lighting in the stairwell is not good, and those who watch the excitement have not seen Mo Fei's face, otherwise, I am afraid to make a big news!
Mo Fei heard the movement, and she had a faint blush on her face. She glanced at Yang Yi, who was still stuck in the doorway, and annoyed: "Do you let me talk to you at the door?"
Yang Yi scratched his head and quickly turned sideways and let Mo Fei come in.
This is his negligence, although he is very upset about the icy appearance of Mo Fei and the dialogue with a very good tone, but it is not so careful.
Mo Fei walked past Yang Yi, and the two inevitably had physical friction.
Yang Yi's nose is keenly smelling the fragrance of Mo Fei's hair, but the most sensitive one is still close to the body. Mo Fei (unspeakable) and Yang Yi's thigh muscles smashed, the amazing elasticity, suddenly Yang Yi can't control it, (can't describe it)!
Mo Fei didn't notice it at first. She walked in and went in as if she was familiar. She found a chair and sat down. The skirt was pressed down and her legs were slightly sideways. The posture was very elegant.
However, Yang Yi did not follow in. For a while, he was embarrassed, bent over his ass, and walked in against the wall.
Mo Fei's cold flashes flashed a bit of a strange, then she understood, her face flew a blush, and she didn't breathe a sigh of Yang Yi.
Yang Yi finally sat down. He looked up and glanced at Mo Fei. He found that there was nothing wrong with it, as if he didn't pay attention, he was relieved.
"Fuck, how did you become so innocent?" Yang Yi hated her own performance.
It is reasonable to say that Yang Yi's past life is not a child in terms of men's and women's problems. Why did you be so unbearable in front of Mo Fei?
These problems are not entangled. After the two men sat down face to face, they were silent and could not find the topic.
The atmosphere is in a hurry…
Mo Fei, such an iceberg beauty, is forced by this weird atmosphere to keep this cold gesture.
"Big wood!" Mo Fei is also helpless, and she is mad at Yang Yi. She has some grief in her heart. "So I don't welcome me?"
She thinks that Yang Yi is not only a wooden one, but also may hate herself. Otherwise, why is Yang Yi always ignoring Xixi every time and being indifferent to himself?
Obviously, Mo Fei didn't realize that she had a problem too – she was cold and not worse than Yang Yi!
However, Mo Fei was also not good at talking. The two couldn't talk about it all the time. They blinked for a while, until Mo Fei couldn't help but stand up.
"I'll take a look at Xixi!" Mo Fei gasped.
Yang Yi frowned slightly. He didn't know that he was talking about taking Mo Fei. He didn't care too much. He nodded and went ahead and opened the door for Mo Fei.
After Mo Fei let go of Yang Yi, he saw Xixi sleeping in bed. When I saw my daughter, the eyes of the iceberg beauty were softened.
The little guy likes to lick the quilt, Yang Yi only goes out for a while, and the little quilt is kicked to her feet.
Mo Fei saw this scene and thought that Yang Yi was too careless! She glanced at Yang Yi with an annoyance and walked over to cover Xixi with a quilt.
Perhaps it was full of sleep, Mo Fei moved, and Xixi opened his eyes in a vague way.
"Mama…" The little guy's voice is also awkward, sticking out his hands and wanting his mother to hug.
Mo Fei also missed her daughter, sat on the bed, and held the little guy in her arms. The mother and daughter spoke up.
Yang Yi relies on the door frame and is somewhat silent.
This scene, although warm and beautiful, is like the one that Yang Yi wanted in her previous dreams.
But he still understands that this is not a home…
Mo Fei is coming, she will still go.
And will take Xixi…
Yang Yi is full of heart, Xixi is the first to see him in this strange world, and he is also a close relative with him.
In the past two days, Yang Yi has become accustomed to the existence of the little guy and indulged in the happiness brought by family.
If Xixi is gone with her mother, she is afraid that she will return to the boundless loneliness…