Don’t Turn from Summer

Upon entering the door, Lin Mochen turned on the lights and took out two pairs of women's slippers from the shoe cabinet. Mu Hanxia saw that the slippers were brand new and put on her head.

He said, "Sit first. I'll get something to drink."

Mu Hanxia was also not restrained and sat down on the sofa. The room was too big and too quiet. She turned on the TV and tuned to a channel, watching it intently. There was light in his eyes, but he glanced at him. He took off his suit, was only wearing shirts and trousers, opened the refrigerator and was holding things. The light of the restaurant shone on him very softly, and this situation made Mu Hanxia feel a warm feeling in his heart.

He poured two cups of fresh milk and asked, "Does it need to be heated?" Mu Hanxia smiled and said, "No." He divided her into a cup and sat down with the other cup around her shoulders. They drank milk quietly and watched TV for a while. He lowered the cup. Only half of the milk was consumed, and he bowed his head and kissed her.

I wonder if he intended it or not, and the light in the living room was dimmed. Mu Hanxia was pressed on the sofa by him, and he didn't know when his shirt was taken off. His shirt also unbuttoned a few buttons and bowed his head to kiss her naked body. This is too exciting for Mu Hanxia who has been unmanned for too long. She trembled even her fingertips and inserted into his black hair. And his body was hot, and his eyes were somber and scary. Feeling that his arrow was on the string, Mu Hanxia pushed him: "Go and take a bath."

Lin Mochen hugged her and didn't let it go: "Well. Who washed first? Or together?" Before the two had not taken a bath together, Mu Hanxia laughed and pushed him away: "Go to you." She smiled and released her. The man leaned on the sofa and put her hands on the position where she was lying. The gesture was indescribably sexy.

Mu Hanxia went into the bathroom, only to remember not to change clothes. He went into his master bedroom again, and found a pajama out of the box holding her things. He was sitting in the living room all the time, watching her every move.

She came out after washing, but Lin Mochen was blinding. Her complexion is already white and she has been exercising regularly for a long time. Wet black hair draped over his shoulders, his arms dropped freely to the side, and the exposed calves were crystal clear and fair. She wore cotton pajamas many years ago, very pure and warm colors, and suddenly Lin Mochen thought of it, as if for so many years, each other has never changed.

Lin Mochen got up and walked over. Before she entered the bedroom, she stopped her and snapped a kiss in the hallway. Only when she kissed her whole body softly did she peck on her ears and let her enter the room.

There was a sound of puddles of water in the bathroom, and Mu Hanxia walked into the master bedroom. Everything here looked cold and cold. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the fascinating night city. Instead of spending so many peaceful nights abroad alone for so many years, she stood here at the moment, feeling both open and warm. She lay on the quilt. The captivity was still cold, but quickly warmed. She wrapped herself tightly, her heart beating faster than the first time, and her throat was slightly dry. After a while, when the sound of water stopped, someone came in.

"Back to me today because of shyness?" He asked.

Mu Hanxia smiled slightly and said, "Did I always turn my back to you?"

He hugged her from behind: "Yes. I used to always look at your back."

Mu Hanxia froze and turned around. The two were in the same quilt, and at a close distance, she looked at his face. Then she looked up and kissed on his lips. Lin Mochen's hand had slipped under her pajamas, turned passively to take the initiative, turned over and pressed her, and began to kiss and caress wantonly.

Mu Hanxia's mood was slightly confused, feeling that he left traces belonging to him on every inch of his body's skin. She also heard Lin Mochen's low breathing, he kissed her a little, and seemed to be holding her hands extra hard. She could clearly feel his impulse and eagerness. Unexpectedly, one day, the word "eager" would also be used on the veteran of the city government.

She also remembered the past, those that were buried deep in her memory. When the two were close, the 26-year-old always had a strong dominance, dominating everything on the bed, and dominating her. He was also very thoughtful and relaxed, regardless of posture. He always observes her tossing her. Of the two, she always loses her helmet and armor first, even the one who is begged for mercy. Looking at his momentum now, how does it seem to be the same as a few years ago?

"Hey ... don't ..." she said.

"What else?"

"Don't go too far ... Tomorrow will go to work." This said, she was slightly embarrassed.

Lin Mochen looked up at her: "Do you want to go to work tomorrow?"

Mu Hanxia couldn't help crying, and reached out to push him, but in his arms, even his voice was broken: "Then I regret it, I want to go." Lin Mochen pressed her directly and kissed even harder.

After a lapse of years, he entered her body again, only to feel that everything was tight, slightly dry, in sharp contrast to her silky silky body. But this made him even more pity. He went in little by little, caressed inch by inch, Mu Hanxia buried his head in his chest, and moaned softly. When the body struck, she suddenly felt the quiet lake somewhere deep in the body, being stirred a lot. Even the soul seemed to be shaken. In time, there was an urge to let go of everything to embrace him. Nothing matters, the glorious career is no longer important, and no painstaking business plan. Only him, hugging her so tenderly and stubbornly. His eyes were so dark under the lamp that his arms were hot and stable. She just wanted to hug him, and across the mountains and rivers, finally hugged the lover she had lost. How she wanted to be so old-fashioned with him, he knew no one else, he was so bad to her, he was so good to her. He witnessed all her innocence and ignorance, and he took her step by step from the muddy earth into his business empire. He once dominated her life, but now he let go of all pride, just waiting for her to turn back.

"I love you," he said dumbly in her ear as he leapt to the top together. Mu Hanxia stroked the sweat on his back, and the tears slowly leaked out. She had not spoken yet, and he bowed his head, kissing her fiercely.

...

He tossed it into the middle of the night before he finally let go of her. But even if she said she was going to sleep, Lin Mochen held her in her arms. Lay her on her arm, wrap her waist around her other hand, and even press her leg. He never did that before. Mu Hanxia was already soft, and said weakly, "Don't do this, you won't sleep well like this."

He replied, "It's very comfortable. You just get used to it slowly."

Mu Hanxia: "..." The man who only felt that the domineering tongue in his memory had a faint recovery momentum. She had no choice but to follow him. Although he slept, he kept his head down and kissed her hair and neck. But Mu Hanxia was really uncomfortable, his body was swollen and painful, his legs ... because of some of his actions just now, he was still sore now. She reached out and rubbed herself. He noticed, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The legs are a bit sour. It's okay."

After a few seconds, he felt his hands covering her thighs, rubbing gently. The soft and powerful finger belly was obviously intentional, giving Mu Hanxia another strange feeling.

"Don't rub it anymore." She pushed his hand away.

Lin Mochen smiled, his hands stopped. Mu Hanxia was so full of arms around him, holding his bones, but he was not very comfortable. But after lying for a long time, sleepiness hit my heart. But stumbled, always felt that he was kissing himself, kissing his hair, kissing his cheek, and then finally pulled her back and kissed her deeply. Mu Hanxia couldn't do it anymore, and opened her eyes barely: "What are you doing?"

At this time it was more than four o'clock, the sky outside was still dark, and only a lamp at the bedside was on. Mu Hanxia was not completely awake, only that Lin Mochen's face seemed very hazy, and his voice seemed to come from far away. He said, "Summer, I want to hide you, just for me."

Mu Hanxia's heart shook, and she suddenly woke up completely and looked up at him, saying, "No matter in this life, I will only own it for you."

Lin Mochen hugged her suddenly.

Then, at dawn, a shimmer of light penetrated through the gap in the curtains. They both slept soundly. Under the wide quilt, she curled up slightly, burying her face in the pillow, her hair scattered like black grass. He kept hugging her from behind, clasping her hands, pressing his legs, like two arcs, overlapping each other quietly.

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It was not until noon that Lin Mochen woke up. Looking down, he saw Mu Hanxia's eyes closed tightly, breathing evenly. It seemed like he was tired than him last night. Lin Mochen smiled, and let her lie in her arm and pick up the mobile phone near the window with the other hand. After turning on the machine, I discovered that there were five missed calls, all of which were from the company.

His intuition has always been keen. First, he opened the stock market software on his mobile phone and glanced at it. Loosen Mu Hanxia, ​​got up very lightly, went to the study with his clothes on, and called back.

It was well-known back, he said in a nutshell: "Dong Lin, this morning, the stock market has fallen by 7 points. All the main funds we have left in the stock market have all fallen and stopped. The same is true of other places."

At this time, the sunlight outside was extremely bright, but all the curtains in the house were pulled up by Lin Mochen last night, so it seemed dim and silent. He reached out a corner of the curtain, looked at the traffic outside, and asked, "How much are you losing today?"

Zhou Zhi replied: "1 billion."

Lin Mochen said, "I'll be right here."

When Mu Hanxia opened her eyes, she saw Lin Mochen standing in front of the mirror, the suit was already worn.

"Are you going out? What time is it?"

Lin Mochen leaned over, kissed her, and said, "If you don't sleep enough, I will go to bed again. I will go to the company." To his chairman. She looked at him with a calm and quiet face, and asked, "Is it all right?"

"It's okay." He replied, "It's not as big as last night."

Mu Hanxia laughed, and she also had the urge to indulge in laziness, and didn't want to go to work so quickly, she simply covered the quilt and lay down again, only staring at him softly.

He had already tied his tie, and everyone went to the porch and changed his shoes. Suddenly she turned back again, walked to the bed, squeezed her face, and kissed heavily. Mu Hanxia snorted softly and retracted into the quilt. Then a heavy smile appeared in his eyes and he turned away.