Love is like melting

Chapter 34

Ji Yerong's lowered eyelids swept up, and he met his hawk eyes with a coldness, "Do you also think that I don't look like a woman? I don't deserve to wear it at all? That's why you never regarded me as a woman , let alone like me?"

His eyes were cold, but his voice was low, revealing a sense of loneliness.

Lian Mo didn't answer immediately, but gestured for Yu Sha to leave with his eyes.

Although there was a thick carpet on the floor, just in case, he first hugged Ji Yerong and put her on the bed to prevent her from catching a cold.

As the night fell outside the window, Lian Mo turned on the bedside lamp, the light was light and elegant, and there were only two people in the quiet room, their breathing intertwined.

Ji Yerong lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, but heard his hoarse voice coming along with the warm wind: "There is no rule that a woman must know how to wear high heels to look good. Ayu is so good, she looks good in anything."

The words paused slightly, and then said: "Ayu wants to appear beautifully at the banquet, it's very simple, leave it to me, okay!"

The "Is it okay" in Lian Mo's mouth was not an inquiry, but a direct statement that could not be refused.

Ji Yerong raised his head, looked at his handsome face with cold eyes, and pulled his red lips lightly: "Not good!"

The clean and decisive words made the smile on the corner of his mouth froze for an instant.The two of them stared at each other like this, each confronted a stalemate, and neither of them backed down.

After a long time, it was Lian Mo who was defeated, a look of helplessness flashed in the clear and clear waves staring at her, his big palm landed on her head and gently rubbed it, as if to comfort her: "Okay, Duyi Ayu."

Dinner was served in the bedroom, Ji Yerong didn't use it much, and so did Lian Mo, who didn't stay in the room for long after dinner.

Before leaving the room, he gently exhorted: Ayu, go to bed early.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ji Yerong hadn't fallen asleep yet. He was thirsty and wanted to drink water. He got up and went downstairs without disturbing anyone.

As soon as he reached the stairs, he froze.

She thought that Lian Mo wasn't in the night garden tonight, but the man sitting on the sofa in the semi-open side hall, wiping the high-heeled shoes over and over again with a towel dipped in alcohol, if it wasn't him, who could it be?

The air is filled with a strong smell of alcohol, lingering under the nose in this silent night, slightly intoxicating.

It didn't take long for Lian Mo to find A Yu standing at the stairs, a look of surprise flashed in his long and narrow eyes, he put down the towel and high-heeled shoes in his hand, and waved: "A Yu, come..."

Ji Yerong hesitated for a moment, then walked to sit opposite him.

"Wait a minute." Now that the servants were sent away by him, they stood up and walked towards the kitchen. They came back after a while with a glass of warm water in their hands, "Next time you want to drink water, dial the internal number."

Her legs are not good, and he doesn't want her to run up and down, worrying that she will accidentally fall.

Ji Yerong saw something floating in the water glass in front of him. She didn't say she was coming down to drink water, but he knew it.

When I reached out to hold the water glass, my heart trembled slightly. The water was warm and the entrance was just right.

Lian Mo didn't return to his original seat, but sat beside her, his eyes fell on her right leg, and his voice was concerned: "Does your leg still hurt recently?"

The warm water came slowly, and after half a glass, she shook her head.

As long as it is not rainy or there is any strenuous exercise, this leg will not hurt badly.

"That's good." He murmured reassuringly, his eyes fell on the ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and his worries were fleeting.

Ji Yerong followed his gaze and didn't understand why he wiped the high heels with alcohol. He hesitated for a long time, but finally remained silent.

The moment she withdrew her gaze, Lian Mo said suddenly: "New shoes are easy to rub your feet, wipe them with alcohol to soften the leather."

He didn't want Ayu's feet to be scratched again.

Her curly eyelashes were as thick as a cattail fan, trembling violently under the elegant light. After a while, she got up and said, "I'll go back and rest."

Before turning around and stepping out, there was a sudden force on the wrist, and someone pulled him back unexpectedly.

His body crashed into a broad and warm chest uncontrollably, his slender and powerful long arms hugged her tightly, and without waiting for her to struggle, a hoarse voice sounded above her head: "Let me hug you for a while!"

His voice was different than usual, but she couldn't tell why.

He didn't move for a while, and was held tightly in his arms.

I don't know if it was the alcohol volatile in the air that made Ji Yerong a little drunk, otherwise, why would a ridiculous thought flash through her mind - he cares about himself a lot!

In a daze, Ji Yerong felt hot air flow in his ears, and his body stiffened instantly. He instinctively pushed him away, took several steps back, and almost bumped into the display stand behind him.

Lian Mo closed his eyes, and subconsciously reached out to support her, but Ji Yerong avoided him.

Staring at her with clear eyes, wave light even helpless.

Ji Yerong's expression was cold, but a trace of panic quickly flashed across his eyes. He didn't look at him again, turned around and walked upstairs quickly.

Seeing her walking fast, Lian Mo followed behind, "Ayu, walk slowly!"

When he reached the stairs, Ji Yerong stopped. When he turned his head, he lowered his head, staring at his toes, and said in a cold voice, "Don't follow!"

Lian Mo abruptly stopped his steps, looking helpless, when would someone dare to scold him like this.

Only Ayu... dare!

Ji Yerong turned around and walked upstairs, his back seemed to be fleeing in a hurry, and the silver bracelet on his wrist shone into the eagle's eyes.

Lian Mo couldn't help but sighed heavily.

There is still a week until next month, and Ji Yerong can't see Lianmo every day.

He seems to be extraordinarily busy, every time he comes and goes in a hurry, or rushes back to accompany her to have a meal and then leaves, or comes back to see her and say: Ayu, today is a good day, and in a few days, the flowers in the garden will be gone. It's time to open.

It was only then that Ji Yerong realized that spring was approaching, everything was recovering, the temperature was rising, and thick clothes had been gradually replaced by thin clothes.

Bright floor-to-ceiling windows stretch as far as the eye can see, and the endless grass is becoming more and more verdant, stained with morning dew, and shining in the sun.

Ji Yerong changed into dark clothes after waking up. She indulged in the many brightly colored clothes in the closet. She seldom wore them. She was used to wearing dark clothes and standing in the dark to hide her figure.

For example, at this moment, she is standing by the dark curtain, looking at the vitality outside the window, but her heart is dead.

March is of special significance to country M. In addition to many large-scale military exercises, there are also talks between the heads of state of various countries. There are also meetings of various departments inside the presidential palace.

Even if there are right-hand men to help him solve problems, most of the things are on his shoulders alone.

She received a call last night about the underwater military boat project that Lianmo wanted to start. The Yun family refused to contribute funds. Maybe, most of the banks in country M now have people from the Yun family...

This thing probably really gave him a headache.

Because she knew that he had too many things to do, some of which were very tricky, so seeing him running back and forth between the presidential palace and Yeyuan every day, she couldn't help being touched.

"You don't have to worry about me." There are so many guards in Yeyuan, including Shi Huan and Song Yao, she can't get away.

Lianmo, who just came back from the shower and changed into an orthodox suit, smiled. Although her tone was still so cold, just five words, he knew it was her concern.

He is too busy recently, and wants to take Ayu to the presidential palace, afraid that she will be bored listening to those lengthy meetings; it's good to go back and forth like this, not because Ayu will sneak away, but just want to see her, no matter what Don't do anything, don't say anything, just look at him and your heart will be at ease.

"It's extremely boring to face those old stubborn people every day." His voice was low and hoarse, his words paused, his eyes stared at her reflecting the light, and his fingers lifted the ends of her hair on her chest: "My Ayu is better, seductive and quiet !"

Quiet?

Ji Yerong lowered her eyes. It seemed that this was the first time she used the word "quiet" to describe herself. Most people said she was too indifferent.

Seeing that she lowered her eyes, Lian Mo didn't delve into what she was thinking, and withdrew her hand and said, "I have to have an all-night meeting with my staff tonight, so I won't be able to make it back. The dinner party starts at 6 o'clock tomorrow, and I'll pick you up at 5 o'clock."

"I can go by myself." He is the president, and she is a dead person. If they appear together, I'm afraid the waves will not be small.

Lian Mo stared at her, her thin-lipped smile remained unchanged, and only left three words before leaving: "You wait for me."

In the evening of the next day, Ji Yerong was destined not to wait for Lianmo.

Because she had just changed at 5 p.m., Lian Jing had already sent her most trusted guard to pick Ji Yerong up.

Ji Yerong got into Lian Jing's car, traveled through most of the rock city, and arrived at the banquet venue - Jing Yuan.

Jing Yuan, as the name suggests, its owner is undoubtedly Lian Jing, and it was Xu Sizhe's dowry gift to her before she got married.It covers an area of ​​thousands of acres and has a beautiful environment. In addition to villas, there are also wineries, orchards, and various entertainment facilities. When Xu Sizhe learned that Lian Jing liked wisteria trellises, he specially ordered people to plant wisteria trellises in Jing Yuan for Lian Jing to enjoy.

Although the number of times Lianjing came to Jingyuan is very few!
Jingyuan is one of the few magnificent and magnificent manors in Yancheng, but it is different from other manors, because it is more leisurely and rural, all of which were created by Xu Sizhe for Lianjing. His dedication to Lianjing can be seen One spot.

Ji Yerong's car didn't go through the main entrance, but took a detour through the secluded back door. When he got out of the car, Lian Jing, the heroine of tonight, came into view.

She was wearing a long red dress, her long hair was rolled up, and her makeup was exquisite, which was a little more luxurious than usual.

She stepped forward and took Ji Yerong's hand and walked inside, saying as she walked, "If it wasn't too busy here, I should pick you up in person. There are too many people coming in and out of the main entrance, and I don't think you want to see them so soon .”

This kind of explained why Ji Yerong was allowed to enter through the back door!

The dinner party hadn't even started yet, and there were already many guests present in the main hall, new dignitaries in the political power, socialites, shopping malls tycoons, no matter who came, it was for the face of Xu Sizhe and Lian Jing.

Before Lian Jing could say a word to Ji Yerong, the housekeeper came over to ask her for instructions, and Lian Jing looked at her apologetically, "There is my lounge on the second floor, you go to rest first, and when the banquet officially starts, I will call you!"

Right now, she really didn't care about Ji Yerong.

Ji Yerong nodded and motioned her to go and do it by herself.

Under the gorgeous glazed lamp, in the noisy venue, she stood quietly in a dark place, not attracting anyone's attention.

It didn't feel noisy for a while, and moved silently to the second floor.

She didn't go to the lounge that Lian Jing said, but walked to the small balcony at the end of the corridor. There were no guardrails, and there were a few pots of green radishes raised in water. She was happy and had a bit of the eerie feeling in horror movies.

Ji Yerong walked over, knelt down and gently played with the leaves of the green radish with his fingertips. The sheaths were long, the leaves were thin and leathery, and the emerald green made people feel happy.

Green dill is a negative plant, likes hot and humid environment, avoids direct sunlight, likes shade, so this is a backlit balcony, she squatted in front of several pots of green dill, reluctant to leave for a long time.

The cool wind blows, and the long hair floats in the air. She is wearing a long black dress, and her skin is as fair as snow. In the darkness, she looks like an elf who has fallen into the mortal world. Her clear pupils are covered with layers of green leaves, giving her a sense of sadness. The quiet beauty comes with a dark wind.

(End of this chapter)