Chapter 692 Do You Want to Write One for Me Too?

While taking off her clothes, on the big bed, the girl's crystal-like skin was faintly glowing with a layer of white light. Mo Yesi's eyes slowly moved down from the girl's delicate and bright face, and his burning eyes fell on her smooth and white neck, and then on her delicate chest...

The further he looked down, the hotter the fire in his dark eyes became.

What's more terrible is...

The seductive fragrance on her body kept drilling into his nose.

Those charming thoughts that had been suppressed by him were aroused again little by little.

His fingers paused while helping her button her shirt. Mo Yesi looked at the girl who changed into his shirt with a dark look in his eyes, and his breathing became a little hurried.

Just now, when he saw her putting on his suit jacket outside, he had thought that if she lay on his bed wearing the same clothes, he would definitely not be able to control himself and press her on the bed to have sex.

He had such an idea now.

But...

Looking at the sleeping girl, he could only take a deep breath and forcefully suppress the restless emotions in his body.

No matter how much he wanted to...he couldn't wake her up when she was asleep.

She had to get up early tomorrow morning.

"Ah." Mo Yesi sighed helplessly, quickly buttoned the last few buttons, and pulled the thin blanket over her.

She slept soundly.

But he felt uncomfortable.

After helping her change her clothes, he was sweating all over. He turned to the bathroom and took a cold shower for more than half an hour. He didn't come out of the bathroom until he completely extinguished the restlessness in his body.

Back to the big bed.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the girl wrapped in the quilt into his arms. One arm was domineering and possessive around her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

The sweet fragrance filled his nose, and the faint fragrance on the girl made him feel extremely comfortable all over.

He didn't tell her that he had insomnia the night she was away.

He was lying alone on the empty big bed, hugging the pillow she had slept on, desperately breathing in the breath she had left on it.

That night, he missed her very much.

In the two hours he fell asleep near dawn, his dreams were all about her.

And this moment was no longer a dream.

She in his arms was real.

Tonight, he thought he would not suffer from insomnia.

"Baby, good night."

Mo Yesi lowered his head and gently kissed the girl on the forehead in his arms, buried his head in her hair, and whispered in her ear even though he knew she couldn't hear him: "Baby, I love you, forever and ever."

*

Early the next morning.

Mo Yesi and Qiao Mianmian, who were going to take the earliest flight back to Yuncheng, got up early.

After washing up, the two went downstairs to have breakfast, and Mo Yesi sent Qiao Mianmian to the crew.

In the car.

Mo Yesi turned on the computer and used the half hour on the way to process the files that had not been processed yesterday.

Qiao Mianmian took out her phone and swiped through some entertainment apps.

After Mo Yesi finished processing two documents, he rubbed his brows with his hand, turned his head to look at her, and saw that she was staring at her phone very intently, so he also looked down.

He glanced casually and saw a video playing on her phone.

It seemed to be a video about jewelry.

Qiao Mianmian said in an envious tone while watching, "Wow, so romantic."

Mo Yesi was about to retract his gaze, but it fell on her phone screen again. After watching it with her, he thought about it, grabbed her soft little hand and gently squeezed it in his palm: "Do you want to make one for me too?"