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Chapter 422 I Don't Need You To Love Me
In the early morning, when Wen Yunting woke up, he felt very relaxed, and he frowned slightly when he found that he was wearing nothing but panties.

He vaguely remembered that she was the one who took care of him last night.

He wrapped his nightgown and searched the room, but he didn't see her figure.

want to see her.So, without the slightest hesitation, he took the key and opened Le Yao's door.

At this time, Le Yao was leaning against the window watching the snowflakes, the snowflakes fluttered in the air, twirled, and finally landed on the ground... She was not surprised by his arrival, but was surprised that how could he Will there be a key to her suite?

Wen Yunting stood in the entrance garden, looking at her quietly, she was wearing a nightgown with a light pink and white background, her hair was softly draped over her shoulders, her fair face was slightly haggard.

She can't be said to be beautiful, but Wen Yunting felt so beautiful, so beautiful, like a dose of tenderness injected into his heart, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled lazily at her.

His smile disturbed Le Yao's heart.She walked towards him and stretched out her hand: "Give me back the key." She remembered that she had only given Song Siyu the key, and she had already taken the key back when Song Siyu went abroad.

Wen Yunting easily put the key in the pocket of the nightgown, it's really convenient to have the key, and she doesn't have to worry about being turned away by her.

Le Yao reached out to take back the key from his bag, but Wen Yunting turned slightly sideways, she couldn't stand still, and threw herself into his arms.She was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly pushed him away, her ears were slightly red, and she said slightly annoyed, "Give me back the key of my house."

"This is mine." Wen Yunting was unreasonable. He found this key from Song Siyu with great difficulty and copied it secretly. How could he return it to her?
Le Yao stretched out his hand stubbornly: "Give it back to me."

Wen Yunting suddenly held her hand, but with a slight movement, he pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and sniffed the fragrance of her hair.

"Let go of me." She struggled.

Wen Yunting did what she wanted and let her go.

Le Yao was taken aback, and insisted, "Give it back to me!"

Wen Yunting slightly raised his eyebrows to look at her, and then obediently returned the key to her.

Le Yao took it, and was silent for a while.

"Thank you for taking care of me last night." Wen Yunting pursed his thin lips lightly, and said lightly, just now, he found a faint black shadow under her eyelids, she must be exhausted.

Le Yao turned around, holding the cold key in her hand, she didn't dare to speak, for fear that if she spoke, she would reveal her emotions, so she just shook her head.

It seems that there are many words, but between each other, they are silent.

Her lonely and slender back made Wen Yunting feel distressed, he resisted the urge to hold her in his arms: "I'm hungry, I want porridge." As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the porridge.It seems that at this time, he only has this reason to stay here for a while.

After eating a bowl of warm porridge, Wen Yunting felt that all the strength in his body had returned: "Is there any more?"

Le Yao served another bowl for him, after that, she ignored him, and sat on the beanbag sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling curtain, her eyes were the snowflakes flying outside the window, but in her heart, she saw him not far behind.

In the living room, it was extremely quiet.

"I—" Wen Yunting didn't know what to say to break the awkward atmosphere between them.

"Sister Siyu asked me to take care of you." The bull's head was wrong, but Le Yao used Song Siyu to prevaricate him. The mention of this name made her feel a dull pain in her heart. He is Siyu's fiancé. At this moment, she can only use Song Siyu. language to conceal their emotions.

In fact, he doesn't have to be a gentleman, just like before, he can put her on his body, conquer her and possess her with violent and arrogant actions.But at this moment, he didn't want to.He didn't want to break the silence, and he didn't want to behave badly in front of her.

Le Yao's cell phone rang.Yu Peiling bought it for her, and she rarely uses it.

"Senior?" Le Yao was a little surprised, how did Ming Hao know her phone number?Ye Hui told him?
"Le Yao, my mother misses you very much, she invited you to eat at home, and made mutton soup specially." Ming Hao wanted to start over with her, so he began to make excuses to ask her out.

When Le Yao was still thinking about how to decline, Wen Yunting snatched her mobile phone, and his tone was not good: "She slept too late last night, she hasn't woken up yet, so she doesn't have time to go to your house for lunch."

Well!Le Yao was ashamed and shocked, and reached out to grab the phone.

"Yaoyao," Wen Yunting raised his hand slightly to keep her out of reach, and said deliberately, "Don't make trouble, you hurt me."

Le Yao was both ashamed and angry: "You—"

But in the next second, Wen Yunting lowered his head and sealed it with a kiss. Between his lips and teeth, the phone fell to the ground.

He pulled off her nightgown and put his hands up and down.

"... Let me go!" Le Yao murmured and panted slightly, but couldn't escape his confinement.

Ming Hao on the other end of the phone heard the ambiguous voice, his face changed suddenly.

Finally, Wen Yunting let her go.

"Rogue!" Le Yao raised his hand, wanting to slap him.

Wen Yunting suddenly held her hand tightly, looked at her blushing face, full of watery eyes, and was filled with joy in his heart. There was a narrow smile in his words: "You treated me last night...I am just a Do to you what you did to me again, as...reciprocity." He leaned close to her and whispered, breathing between her eyebrows.

Le Yao became furious, "Shameless!" He said it to Ming Hao on purpose.

"I have something more shameless, do you want to try it?" He pressed her down, and his kiss fell between her lips and teeth.

Outside the window, it was snowing heavily, and indoors, it was as warm as spring. Reason told her that he had a fiancee, and they couldn't make mistakes like this, "No...we can't..." She pushed him in a low voice, and her fist landed on his. shoulder, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't shake him at all.I had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and in my words, I begged a little: "You are still sick, you can't..."

"Appropriate exercise will help the body recover." His voice was hoarse, but full of temptation.

He obviously has a fiancée, yet he came to tease her... For a moment, she became angry from embarrassment: "Then what am I?"

"My woman." He murmured.

On the not-so-spacious beanbag sofa, he wouldn't let her escape, but in the end, for her, it was a torment, a painful torment.Deep in love, she forced herself to wake up, bit his arm and cried out.

Wen Yunting was surprised by her lack of cooperation.

……

"Get out!" She roared in tears, she hated herself, even though she deliberately kept herself awake, she still had sex with him again.

Wen Yunting held her face in his hands, and wanted to kiss her tears, but she slapped her hard, "Get out!" She roared and pushed him off the sofa, wrapped her nightgown tightly, and ran into the room. own room.

She quickly closed the door and leaned back weakly, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.Such a relationship, such a scene, is really not what she wants.

Wen Yunting was stunned, did he... hurt her?Her crying came faintly, and his heart was suddenly stuffy.

He left without saying a word.

Hearing the sound of closing the door of the suite, Le Yao burst into tears.

*
After attending an interview, Le Yao was walking blankly on the street alone.After that day, she never saw Wen Yunting again.

A thick layer of snow has already accumulated on the ground, and under the warm winter sun, the snow reflects bright light.

Le Yao didn't want to go home because she hadn't sorted out her thoughts and found a way out for her emotions.Because his sentence "my woman" made her feel extremely sad.He never told her that he liked or loved... When she had made up her mind to stay away from him, but he kept pestering her again and again.

She shook her head, trying not to think about him, trying not to let him interfere with her thoughts.

She looked up in a daze, but accidentally discovered Zuo Youqing walking into a gynecology clinic in a hurry.Suddenly, she thought of Zuo Baixiao and Doudou.

Since she was discharged from the hospital, she has never seen their father and daughter again.I don't know if Doudou is doing well now.

Without much hesitation, she called Zuo Baixiao.

Zuo Baixiao was a little surprised, but the words were still hoarse and calm.He reluctantly told Le Yao that Doudou was sick.

Le Yao was worried, and immediately called Che Yun to Zuo Zhai.Soon, they arrived at Zuo Zhai.

"It's pneumonia, and I was discharged from the hospital today," Zuo Baixiao said.

Le Yao was shocked, Le Zhengming suffered from lung cancer because of pneumonia.And Doudou is only that small.

"It snowed a few days ago, and she was playing with a snowman in the yard. She had a cold and took medicine but it didn't get better. She coughed intermittently. Last night, she had a high fever. When she was sent to the hospital, the doctor said she had pneumonia." Zuo Baixiao With a low voice, there was a bit of anxiety: "It's all my fault. I've been too busy recently, and I don't have time to spend more time with her. Otherwise, go to the doctor earlier, and you won't have pneumonia."

"Can I see her?" Le Yao asked.

"She fell asleep just now, you may have to wait a while." Zuo Baixiao looked at her, "Le Yao, what are you up to?" Although he hasn't met her in the past two months, he has been paying close attention to her looking at her.

"Looking for a job," she replied.

"Really?" Zuo Baixiao said with a smile, "Just right, I also lack a secretary, Le Yao, are you interested?"

Le Yao declined politely, "I just interviewed for a job today." She tilted her head slightly, but said with certainty, "If there are no accidents, I can go to work next week."

Zuo Baixiao was a little disappointed: "Really? Congratulations first."

Later, Zuo Baixiao answered the phone, his calm expression changed slightly, and then he said to Le Yao, "I have to go out in a hurry." Zuo Baixiao concealed his anxiety and restlessness, and took his coat: "You first Sit down for a while, Doudou should wake up soon, Le Yao, remember to wait for me to come back."

Le Yao was bored, so he randomly picked up a magazine and flipped through it. In the magazine, there was an exclusive interview with Zuo Baixiao. In the photo, he was full of aura. The content of the interview was nothing more than praising how he made Zuo's entertainment entertainment empire.

And Zuo Youqing's photo also appeared in Zuo Baixiao's exclusive interview, to the effect that this brother and sister are the hottest diamond king and bachelorette in Z city.

What attracted Le Yao was the incident about Zuo Baixiao's marriage.

"Miss Le," Mrs. Guo came out of the kitchen, "Can you help me to see the little miss?"

When Le Yao closed the magazine, she accidentally knocked over the teacup, and the tea overflowed the coffee table and soaked into the carpet.

"I'm sorry!" Le Yao said apologetically, and then carefully wiped the tea stains on the table and the floor. Although she wiped it in time, the stains were still unavoidable on the carpet. This carpet has been changed, shall I bring it back to you after cleaning it?"

"Miss Le, there's no need to change it. If Young Master Zuo comes back and finds that the carpet has been changed, he will be unhappy." Aunt Guo is also helping to clean it up: "I'll just take it and clean it later."

Aunt Guo tidied up everything, "This carpet was bought by the young mistress." She whispered, "It is the only thing left by the young mistress in the left house."

Young lady?
Le Yao was surprised.She had never heard Zuo Baixiao mention his marriage.As Mrs. Guo said, Zuo Baixiao should love his ex-wife very much, but since he loves him so much, why did he want to separate? "Where is the young lady?"

"Let's go." Aunt Guo lowered her head, and led Le Yao up the spiral staircase to Doudou's room.

"Where did she go?" Le Yao asked again.

Mrs. Guo was silent.

Doudou hadn't woken up yet, her face was a little red, Le Yao's hand lightly touched her forehead: "Is she still having a fever?"

"She burned all night last night, and she is much better today." Mrs. Guo said.

Le Yao feels distressed...

"Miss Le, I'm going out first." Aunt Guo pointed to a button in Doudou's room: "Call me if you need something."

Le Yao nodded.

Doudou fell into a deep sleep.When she woke up, it was already two hours later.When she just woke up, her face was tired and unnaturally red.

"Doudou." Le Yao looked at her: "How is it, do you feel better?" Her soft hand touched Doudou's forehead, and found some sweat stains.

Seeing that it was Le Yao, Doudou curled her lips with grievance, and then pulled her: "Aunt Le Yao." When she spoke, she panted, "I miss you so much."

Le Yao's eyes were slightly sore, she carefully dressed Doudou, and then carried her out of bed.

"Mother."

The soft and waxy voice made Le Yao go wrong, and asked embarrassingly, "Doudo, what did you call me just now?"

Like a child who has done something wrong, Doudou bowed her head and said nothing. During the silence, there was a low gasp in her throat from time to time.

Le Yao was very distressed and hugged her in his arms.

Doudou held her clothes tightly: "Aunt Le Yao, don't be angry..." Although she was still young, her heart was sensitive and fragile, "I will never call you that again."

Le Yao caressed her little face distressedly, "Auntie is not angry." Such a cute child, so young, but she clearly felt her loneliness.She believes that Zuo Baixiao should care about Aidoudou very much, but only material care is far from enough for children.

"Let's go downstairs to play, okay?" Le Yao said to Doudou.

Doudou nodded: "Auntie Le Yao wants to accompany Doudou." Although she is small, she still relies on Le Yao inexplicably.

"Okay." Le Yao looked down at her and made a promise: "Auntie will play with Doudou today until Dad comes back, okay?"

The living room of Zuo Zhai is huge, and Doudou rides a small bicycle and rampages in it, having a great time, she giggles and calls from time to time, "Aunt Le Yao."

Looking at Doudou's dimple, Le Yao's frozen mood was relieved a little.

The winter sun is warm, and the snow outside the house has not yet melted, but the snow under the sun is beautiful.

"The snow outside is so beautiful, do Doudou want to go out and play?" Le Yao asked.

Unexpectedly, Doudou shook her head in a panic, "No, no, Doudou doesn't want to go." She clutched Le Yao's clothes vigorously, looking at the snow scene outside the window, very timidly.

Le Yao was very surprised, she just felt that the room was too stuffy and wanted Doudou to go out to get some fresh air, but she didn't expect her to resist, so she hugged her and coaxed: "Okay, okay, let's play in the room .”

Doudou is in her arms, holding her clothes with her small hands: "Doudou is afraid..."

Le Yao was surprised, and coaxed in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Doudou, Auntie is by your side."

"Snow, snow, stuff it into your clothes, it's so cold." Doudou shrank, her lips were pursed as if she was about to cry, but she kept saying, "Doudou is so cold, Doudou doesn't cry, Doudou doesn't cry. cry."

Le Yao was shocked, and asked in a low voice, "Who stuffed snow into your clothes?"

Doudou shook her head, very scared, but didn't say anything.

"Tell auntie, who is it?" Le Yao was worried, "Doudo, tell auntie, okay?"

Doudou bowed her head, feeling wronged, but still didn't say anything.

"Beanie..."

"Auntie." Doudou's voice was as low as a mosquito's, and after saying that, she just hid her face in Le Yao's arms.Little hands, holding her tightly.

Children don't lie.

Le Yao was shocked, shocked by what Zuo Youqing did, even if she didn't like Doudou, she couldn't treat her like this.Doudou in his arms, because of pneumonia, has a distressing slight gasp in his throat.

"Don't be afraid." Le Yao caressed Doudou, trying to stop her trembling: "Auntie is here, Dad is here, Doudou don't be afraid." Although she comforted Doudou, she was at a loss and didn't know How should I tell Zuo Baixiao, or maybe Zuo Baixiao knows all this at all.

A home without a mother, no matter how beautiful or beautiful it is, is not a home; a child who has no one to care about, even if he lives in the palace, is poor and lonely.

Le Yao couldn't help hugging Doudou tightly.

Perhaps, she should persuade Zuo Baixiao that it's time to find a mother for Doudou.

Zuo Baixiao came back very late, when he saw Le Yao holding Doudou and reading a fairy tale book, he was slightly startled.

"Brother Zuo, you're back." Le Yao looked up, the smile from when she was telling Doudou just now was still there.

"Father." Doudou jumped out of Le Yao's arms and threw herself into Zuo Baixiao's arms.

Zuo Baixiao picked up Doudou and walked over: "Le Yao, thank you for accompanying Doudou." He thought Le Yao should have left, but the scene just now made him yearn for a family and a woman to live in. Zuo Zhai, let him have a lamp waiting for him no matter how late he comes home.

"Dou Dou, Dad is tired, auntie will accompany you back to the room to sleep, okay?" Le Yao noticed the tiredness in Zuo Baixiao's eyes, and she also wanted Dou Dou to talk to him after he fell asleep.

"No, I'll hold her for a while." To be honest, Zuo Baixiao really likes Doudou, but he is a man after all, not as careful as a woman, and the warmth and affection he can give Doudou is limited.

Doudou nestled into Zuo Baixiao's arms, hugged his neck with a slight smile, and then kissed his face with her small mouth.

Zuo Baixiao's originally low mood was lifted at this moment, he smiled, lowered his head and kissed his daughter's forehead; "Little naughty."

Le Yao discovered that Zuo Baixiao should really like Doudou, because she had never seen such a warm smile on his face.

Doudou fell asleep.

Zuo Baixiao and Le Yao walked out of Doudou's room gently.

"Will Doudou still go to the hospital tomorrow?" In the corridor of Zuo Zhai, there are only Le Yao's gentle words.

Zuo Baixiao nodded slightly, his heart was very tired.

They walked all the way down the spiral staircase.

"Brother Zuo." Le Yao stopped and turned around, but almost bumped into his chest.

Zuo Baixiao looked down at her fair and delicate face: "What?"

After hesitating, Le Yao turned her head and walked downstairs, "Doudou needs a mother."

Zuo Baixiao hesitated and stood there, only after a while did he catch up with her.

"Doudou is very lonely." Le Yao continued, "She needs someone to accompany her." In fact, she was most worried, worried about Zuo Youqing's ill-intentioned harm to Doudou.

"Le Yao—" Zuo Baixiao stood behind her and called her.

Le Yao turned her head and found that his gaze was different from usual.

"Are you willing to be Doudou's mother?" Actually, Zuo Baixiao originally planned to let her accept him before saying this, but at this time, she confessed it in her gentle eyes.

Le Yao was stunned, but her eyes avoided his, and there was a hint of embarrassment on the corner of her lips: "Brother Zuo, stop joking with me." She clearly understood the meaning of his words, but she wanted to ignore it, and even more so I want to take it with me.

"Le Yao." Zuo Baixiao stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm, and said very calmly, "I'm serious."

"Big Brother Left..."

"I don't want to be your 'Big Brother Zuo'," he said to her, with intentions and purposes: "Le Yao, I know that you may not be able to accept what I said suddenly, but I really hope that I can live with you,"

Le Yao was disappointed, his words were rational and calm; while Wen Yunting's "my woman" had a strong desire to possess... She didn't want to be anyone's accessory, so she declined, "Brother Zuo, there is no mother in Doudou." Before, I would try my best to spend more time with her." That's all she can do.

"Le Yao," received the expected rejection, Zuo Baixiao said shyly, "Besides you, Doudou would not have a mother." He said firmly, "Doudou likes you, and so do I." Of course."

Le Yao was silent.

"I won't make any promises, but give me time, and I will treat you and Doudou well." Zuo Baixiao looks manly on the outside, but in his heart, he is a gentle man: "I know I want you It's hard to accept a man much older than you with kids...but I can wait."

Le Yao lowered her eyebrows, if Wen Yunting could hear these words, how touched would it be?She smiled wryly, why, did you think of him again?
To be honest, she liked Zuo Baixiao very much, but it was just that kind of liking for her brother, not mixed with other feelings, and now, his confession was not domineering or focused, but it was not offensive either.

Seeing her keep silent, Zuo Baixiao's heart chilled slightly, and soon calmed down, "I know what I said made you difficult, Le Yao, it's okay if you don't agree, but you must not stop doing it to me Friends, you must never ignore me and Doudou..." He didn't want to embarrass her, let alone use other means to possess her.

He was so frank that Le Yao was embarrassed, but since he said it, can he take it back?Can they still meet and talk as purely as before?

"Le Yao—"

"Brother Zuo." Le Yao raised his eyes, with calmness and gratitude in his eyes: "Can I be Doudou's godmother?" In this way, she will not feel estranged or embarrassed when she gets along with him in the future.

The corners of Zuo Baixiao's lips sank, and then, in a hoarse voice with a hint of loss: "Okay."

"I should go back." It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and she still had to go home, to the home that made her anxious and full of lingering memories.

"I'll see you off." Zuo Baixiao held the car keys.

Winter night, very cold.

But in the car, with the heating on and soothing music, Le Yao's heart will not be so low.

Perhaps it was because of the conversations they had with each other in Zuo Zhai before, at this moment, in the car, apart from the music, there was only silence.

Outside Tianlu No. 1, Zuo Baixiao's car stopped.

"Le Yao." He held the car door with his hand, preventing her from getting out of the car: "Are you still friends?" He was actually a little uneasy, afraid that she would run away from him.

Looking at his candid eyes, Le Yao nodded.

Zuo Baixiao let go of his hand with a hint of relief.

After Le Yao got out of the car, she was hit by the sudden cold air and sneezed. In the cold wind, she turned her head, "Brother Zuo, when will Doudou go to the hospital tomorrow?" She wants to accompany Doudou and her goddaughter .

Zuo Baixiao pursed her lips slightly: "Nine o'clock."

"I want to go with her," she said.

"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." He knew that she couldn't let Doudou go.

Le Yao nodded.

"Le Yao!" Zuo Baixiao got out of the car and walked in front of her.Put the down jacket hat on for her.

So warm.

Le Yao whispered: "Thank you, Brother Zuo."

"Go back!" Zuo Baixiao's heart, for some reason, was very calm, very calm, in fact, he had almost never done such a gentle move to any woman.

*
Le Yao returned home, and when she walked into the living room, she suddenly found that the man she had been afraid to see was lazily lying on her lazy sofa.

"Are you back?" He stood up, but Cen Leng's face was slightly disturbed at this moment. He, like a husband waiting for his wife to return late, became more and more irritable as time passed. However, all the annoyance disappeared the moment she appeared in his sight.

This is how he appeared in front of her again without warning, Le Yao's heart was slightly suffocated, it seemed that the lingering love that morning had just ended.

Wen Yunting walked over, and after hesitating, put his hands on her thin shoulders: "Yaoyao," he doesn't want her needle point to the wheat, she doesn't want her sharpness and sharpness.That day, her tears and cries made his chest feel tight.In the past few days, he restrained his urge to come to find her, he just wanted to let her have a good rest and give her a space.

"Don't touch me!" At this moment, she was trembling like a hedgehog with thorns all over her body, pushed him away, and raised her head again, her tired eyes seemed to be slightly red: "Go away!" Scolding yourself, you should hate him, you should hate him, why do you still want his hug?

"You calm down—"

"I'm already calm enough." Le Yao straightened her back, looked at him coldly, and suppressed the sourness in her eyes: "Wen Yunting, go away, I don't want to see you again." That morning, It was a mistake, and she couldn't make it again.

His words made Wen Yunting's chest tight, and he hugged her in his arms without hesitation. His broad chest could just wrap her slenderness, but his tone no longer had the patience he had before: "Le Yao, don't you... Toast and not eat fine wine." He has had enough, enough of her sharpness and sharpness: "My patience has a limit." What's going on with her?Tell her well, she will be sharper instead.

"Go away!"

As soon as her words fell, he kissed her lips suddenly. This time, there was no tenderness, no lingering, but endless torture. It seemed like this was the only way to put her hurtful words to rest All obliterated.

Le Yao seemed to be suffocating, and she lost her way in his deep kiss.

He let her go, looked at her reddish lips, his eyes were firm and persistent, and his voice was magnetic enough to seduce her: "Be my woman."

"Don't even think about it!" Le Yao blushed and firmly refused.

"You are lying!" He was sure that she had feelings for him, otherwise, he would not have allowed him to do anything wrong to her. He pinched her jaw and forced her to look at him: "If you don't want to, why did you hug me so much just now?" tight?"

Unable to move her eyes away, his breath is close at hand, warm, scorching Le Yao's face, she has not forgotten, just now, when he kissed her deeply, she naturally pressed her body against her, hugging her very naturally Tighten his waist.

"A restless little thing." Her lips were so alluring, Wen Yunting bowed his head, kissed her, and tossed and turned gently. Suddenly, he picked her up by the waist and walked into her room.

"I hate you!" His kiss made her intoxicated.

"I don't need you to love me." Wen Yunting pressed her down, this time, it was no longer a soft and narrow beanbag sofa, but her soft bed, just thinking about her sleeping here every night, he So excited.

unnecessary?
She loves him.And she always thought that her body would respond so honestly in love.But he didn't expect that all he wanted was a woman... Then, he treated her... Thinking of this, her heart suddenly turned cold: "What do you mean?"

Wen Yunting supported her with both hands, looking at her stubborn and cold appearance. In fact, he could feel that in her sharpness and rejection, she must have some special feelings for him, otherwise, she could move away, or She could tell her mother, but she didn't... That can only mean that she is lying.

"You don't have a boyfriend now, do you?" His fingertips brushed her delicate cheeks, seemingly inadvertently.Since she is going to wear a mask, let him act in a play together with her.

Le Yao was afraid that she would melt under his heat, so she avoided looking at him.But I couldn't figure out what he was going to say.

"I have physical needs, and I need a regular female companion." His burning eyes burned into her eyes. Since his initiative has brought her deeper defenses, it's better to talk to her about the conditions.

Le Yao swallowed with difficulty, and tried hard not to let herself get angry, but the effect was not great, because the root of her ear was so hot that it seemed to be painted with a layer of red, it turned out that he had been aggressive and possessive all the time. , just because he needs a female companion?
"Why me?" Her heart seemed to be no longer her own, and it seemed that it would jump out of her throat in the next second.If he just wanted a female companion, as long as he looked at him, groups of women would flock to him.But, how could it be her?
"I don't hate you." Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows slightly, is she still satisfied with such an answer? "You are usually very low-key, not the kind of ostentatious woman, and your private reaction is quite enthusiastic. I think we should be able to cooperate better in bed."

Le Yao's heart was cold, but cold... In his words, there was not a word she liked... Although she didn't dare to expect him to say like or love, but the reason he said so directly was really hurtful people. "Why do you want me to agree to be your female companion?" There was more confusion and sadness in her eyes, she was forcing him to speak, forcing him to say more cruel words, to make her give up...

Wen Yunting lowered his head, only to find that the silk scarf tied around her neck was once given to her by him, but she refused, but in the end it came to her instead. If she had no affection for him, how would she know this? He bought the silk scarf and it is still tied around his neck?
"I won't force you." In fact, he really wanted to force her, force her to lie in his arms, force her to appear in front of him every day, force her to only have him in her eyes, "however, in this relationship , you will have affluent material comforts." It seems that apart from these, there is almost nothing he can give her.

"I don't need money." She lacks money, but she will never be with him because of money, and she will never be his woman because of money.

"Then—" Wen Yunting looked at her beside him.

Le Yao was lying down, holding her breath amidst the disordered breathing, trying to wait for him to finish speaking.

"Then, you can reject me." Wen Yunting leaned sideways towards her, and looked into her eyes with a half-smile and a half-smile, as if he wanted to see through her.Because, he could find out that she was tempted by him, and she wanted to reject him.

His hand touched her lips, feeling the chaotic breath and softness on her lips: "It's just that I still have some photos of you in my computer." He must use his trump card, otherwise, the relationship between him and her will be destroyed. , I'm afraid it's the only way to keep stalemate like this, and this state makes him uneasy and anxious.

Le Yao trembled, her eyes couldn't hide her panic, a picture?photo?She remembered that he had sent her photos twice...that was when they were lingering that night, "Despicable!" Her chest rose and fell slightly.

The next second, Wen Yunting's hand touched her, he lowered his head, and kissed her forehead: "Do you want those photos to stay with me forever, or grow wings and fly out?" He knew that this was her weakness.

Le Yao waved violently, but was blocked by Wen Yunting. He held her hand in his palm with a hint of teasing: "It's better for women to be gentle." She was the first woman who could slap him, and she indulged her for the first time. Once, but he was unwilling to indulge her violent tendencies all the time: "I think, you are a smart woman."

She was already confused and couldn't figure out the meaning of his words. Could it be that all he wanted was her to be his woman?She hesitated in contradiction, for a long time, Fang Youyou said: "Delete which photos..."

"No problem." Wen Yunting kissed her hand: "After I get bored with you, I will delete it."

"You—" His words were just empty talk, how could she believe it?

"Hush!" Wen Yunting touched her lips with his index finger, signaling her to stop talking, and he looked at her unrulyly: "You have only one choice...to be my woman, and I will delete the photos when we break up."

Le Yao was desperate, looking at him who was so close at hand, her heart was filled with grief and indignation: "When will we break up?"

Wen Yunting laughed a few times: "Then, you agreed." If he knew this method was so smooth, he should have used it long ago, so he didn't have to make himself suffer these days.

"Do I have a choice?" She said bitterly, but she agreed, but she didn't feel very uncomfortable or entangled in her heart. At least, if she agreed, then the relationship is now straightened out.She wouldn't have to panic like a deer anymore, and she wouldn't avoid him.

Wen Yunting lowered his head, wanting to kiss her lips.

Le Yao stretched out her hands, between each other's lips and teeth: "When will we break up?" She was afraid of being sad, afraid of being sad, so beforehand, she had to ask clearly about the deadline.

"After I get tired of you." He said vaguely.

bored?
"I want a deadline." She said, eyes downcast, flustered.

Wen Yunting was slightly taken aback.

"The time limit is your marriage." She suggested that she should not stay with him after he got married. She was afraid that she would become a woman who had been in love for a long time, that she would become a third party in the marriage, and that she would watch the relationship between him and Song Siyu. Falling in love.

"Okay." After hesitating, Wen Yunting kissed her lips passionately.

Le Yao raised her eyes to look at him helplessly, but found her own bitter eyes in his pupils... a contract transaction... Then, she closed her eyes, not looking at him, but let him kiss her deeply .

Between his lips and teeth, she smelled the smell that she longed for... She loves him.

So, she clung to his body tightly, expecting more kisses from him, so as to drown out all her thoughts.

Although the relationship he gave was not the kind she really wanted, it was a good thing that the contract between them had finally begun.

Tears, slipping down the pillow.

At this moment, nothing mattered except her love for him.

At this time, the tacit understanding between each other is intoxicating.

He leaned close to her ear, as if ordering: "From now on, no other man is allowed to touch you," he still cared that it was not the first time for her.

Le Yao looked at him resentfully, but said nothing.

"Don't meet that senior again." He ordered.

"Hmm." She murmured.

Wen Yunting is crazy... just because of her seemingly thin but boneless body, and because of her occasional clumsy responses.

It's cold outside.

Indoors, it is as warm as spring.

A fiery lingering stopped in each other's rapid breathing.

Being around him was a kind of torment, Le Yao was very afraid, afraid that she would reveal her true emotions, so she turned over, wrapped her clothes, and went to the bathroom.

The clear sound of water came, and Wen Yunting leaned on the head of the bed. He always felt that something was missing. He didn't expect that no matter how aggressive she was before, she would have thorns like a rose, but tonight...she actually agreed.

He lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a puff, letting the faint smoke circle around his nose.Never mind so much, at least, from now on, he can have her.

More than ten minutes later, Le Yao came out wrapped in a bathrobe. After taking a bath, she looked very fresh, so fresh that Wen Yunting wanted to take a bite.

"Ahem." Le Yao choked on the smoke.

Wen Yunting raised the corners of his lips, for some reason, her frowning, her anger, her forbearance, all her expressions, were so pleasing to his eyes.

"You should go back." Without looking at him, she gave the order to evict the guest.

Looking at her, Wen Yunting didn't want to fulfill her wish, but lay lazily, looking at her with a half-smile.

When she was lying on the bed, he steadfastly leaned over again.

"It's choking!" She pushed him away.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yunting kissed her, if you want to say choke, I will let you choke.

His mouth was filled with the smell of his cigarettes, Le Yao coughed lightly, gave him a displeased look, and then lay down on his side.

a long time.

She said faintly: "Wen Yunting, I hate you." As deep as love is, so is hatred. She can no longer count the hatred for him in her heart... His possession again and again is clearly to take her All hearts go out.

hatred?
This is the second time today that she has said that she hates him.

(End of this chapter)