your little tail

Mo Jingyu locked the phone calmly and put it on the table.

"Probably little aunt Chungui sent the message to the wrong person." After a pause, "It's nothing to look at."

"Oh." It was Ji Ling's usual perfunctory tone, which sounded normal.

However... the appearance of walking towards the bedroom with hands and feet betrayed her.

Seeing that the person left, Mo Jingyu unlocked the screen of the phone again, and finished reading the few photos that he hadn't read just now.

Mo Jingyu put down the phone and looked at her hands.

Take out the nail clippers.

In the room, Ji Ling blushed and her heart beat, and her mind was filled with strange images.

She wrapped herself in a quilt into a silkworm chrysalis, rolled around on the bed, trying to get the stuff out of her head.

Unsuccessful.

After a long while, Mo Jingyu entered the room, and Ji Ling was already laying on the bed.

Mo Jingyu wanted to lift the quilt a little, but Ji Ling pressed her tightly.

Mo Jingyu leaned over and pressed his thin lips to Ji Ling's ear: "You want to freeze me to death?"

"There are so many quilts, you can just find one to cover!" Ji Ling's tone was not very good, and he was quite impatient.

Mo Jingyu's voice was suddenly severe: "What's the matter with you little friend?"

Ji Ling wrapped the quilt tighter and retracted her head. "Don't bother me."

"Well, I don't bother you." Mo Jingyu lay down flat, with only a thin pajamas covering her body.

After a while, Ji Ling poked his eyes out of the quilt and looked at Mo Jingyu.

Reluctantly said: "Then I'll cover you a little bit."

Mo Jingyu closed her eyes: "No cover."

Ji Ling threw a quilt to Mo Jingyu, "Do you want to cover it or not?"

Suddenly, Mo Jingyu quickly got into bed and captured a small tiger.

Ji Ling's body tensed instantly, and he said angrily, "I'll only cover you a little, don't get so close to me!"

Mo Jingyu turned into a piece of gummy candy for a moment, sticking to Ji Ling's body, and said lazily, "It's cold at night, I have to hug you to keep warm."

"Stay away from me." Ji Ling struggled a few times, breathing heavily.

Mo Jingyu seemed to be deliberately against her, and her wet and warm breath hit Ji Ling's small ears.

"I sleep like this every day, why should I stay away from you today?"

"I'm hot." Although the tone was arrogant and unreasonable, if you listen carefully, you can hear the slight tremor in Ji Ling's voice.

"But I'm so cold." Mo Jingyu's palm touched Ji Ling's tense back, "It's just right here for warmth."

Ji Ling was getting hotter and hotter, even the corners of his eyes were burning.

He hummed: "I'm going to sleep, don't bother me."

Mo Jingyu supported Ji Ling's back of the head with one hand, and put his face very close to her, "Don't you want to eat pudding today?" He breathed across the corner of Ji Ling's lips.

Ji Ling's originally stiff body gradually became soft, and his voice was thin and soft: "I don't want to eat."

In an instant, Mo Jingyu grabbed Ji Ling's unclosed lips and kissed them deeply.

This time the kiss was different.

Warm and wanton, not just sticking to one place on the lips.

When the love was strong, the tip of Mo Jingyu's nose was pressed against Ji Ling's.

Temptation, "Do you like me?"

"No..." Ji Ling hesitated, "I don't like it." Her breathing was very irregular.

Mo Jingyu turned his face away, "Then sleep well."

"Mo Jingyu~" Ji Ling's voice turned a few corners, her voice was soft, like a child begging for toys.

Mo Jingyu: "It's time to sleep." Although the desire couldn't stop surging, she still tried her best to restrain it.

"Mo Jingyu~" Ji Ling called out again.

This time, there was no answer at all.

In the darkness, the corner of Mo Jingyu's lips curled into a slightly cunning smile.

She was very satisfied with the little tiger's reaction.

Although it is difficult, it can still be tolerated.

If you don't like it, wait until you like it.

You can't just eat the little tiger if the name is not right.

Ji Ling opened his eyes, as if lying on the asphalt road under the scorching sun, with bugs crawling all over his body, burning, hot, numb and itchy.

But what can be done?

go to sleep.

next morning.

As soon as Ji Ling opened his eyes, he stepped back several times, distanced himself from Mo Jingyu, and looked like he had forgotten his grudge.

Mo Jingyu slowly opened her eyes, the corners of her lips curled up, "Morning."

Ji Ling didn't speak and got out of bed silently.

Mo Jingyu rubbed his brows and sighed, the little tiger seemed to be blown up again.

what should we do?

Really distressed.

It's just the upturned corners of her mouth that betrayed her good mood at the moment.

Had an awkward breakfast.

As soon as Mo Jingyu went out, Ji Ling came to create inspiration.

After a while, the outline of the draft appeared on the canvas.

A "ferocious" tiger rides on the back of a naive pig, grabbing the pig's ears.Hanhan pig ran forward with short legs, throwing up some stones.

Ji Ling nodded in satisfaction, and made some adjustments, elongating the pig's ears, making it look funny and pitiful.

In a tea room surrounded by thin agarwood, two beauties with pictures are sitting opposite each other.

One cold, one enchanting.

After the agarwood is extinguished, the water in the pot is heated to the right temperature.

Mo Jingyu carefully scalded the inside and outside of the teapot with hot water, and warmed the teacup again.

Grabbing the teaspoon unhurriedly, he added tea to the pot.

First wash the tea leaves with boiling water, and then soak a pot of Tieguanyin with 80 degrees Celsius water.

Cup of tea.

Put it in front of the woman sitting opposite. "Boss Yin, please drink tea."

"Thank you." Yin Ruli hooked the corners of his lips, his eyes always seemed to be emitting electricity.

The two drank their tea slowly, neither speaking in a hurry.

a long time.

Yin Ruli smiled. "Good tea."

Mo Jingyu smiled back: "Then this tea is worth a trip to Boss Yin in his busy schedule?"

Yin Ruli raised his eyebrows slightly, "Whether it's worth it depends on whether Mr. Mo has hidden treasures in this tea."

Mo Jingyu suddenly heard the word "baby", and couldn't help but think of the baby her little aunt gave her, and a strange look flashed across her face.

Yin Ruli caught Mo Jingyu's strange expression, and cast her a questioning look.

Mo Jingyu explained with a smile: "Very few people call me Mr. Mo."

Yin Ruli had no doubts, and said: "When I first saw you, I was still a half-grown child. In my eyes, I was really very young. There is no one else around, so you don't mind if I ask you like this?"

Mo Jingyu shook his head and smiled.

"It's just a title, even if Mr. Yin calls me Xiaoyu like little aunt, it's fine."

Yin Ruli smiled and said: "I'm already this age, how can I take advantage of you young people casually."

Mo Jingyu took a sip of tea and didn't follow this topic any further.

Instead, he said, "I heard that Fengsheng Investment, which Mr. Yin holds shares in, is very concerned about Yunsheng Real Estate."

Yin Ruli smiled: "President Xiao Mo is quite well informed."

She knew that Mo Yunshan never cared about business matters, and probably wouldn't talk about them with Mo Jingyu.

Mo Jingyu continued: "Why don't I give Boss Yin another Yuxing Real Estate?"

Yu Xing Real Estate is owned by Mo Jingyu's uncle's family, and has a very close cooperation with Yunsheng Real Estate.

If the two real estate companies are merged and reorganized, a lot of costs can be reduced, but neither side trusts the other, even if they are related by relatives, they are always on guard.

Yin Ruli didn't ask any more questions, but said, "I'll wait for the good news."

Then he said softly: "A few days ago, I happened to meet Mr. Hong from Hong Jin and Mr. Li from Lanheng on the golf course. Their faces were full of joy, probably because they hit some good shots."

Mo Jingyu just smiled and poured tea into their cups.

Smart people often stop at the point when they speak.

There are comings and goings, and what you get, you have to get out.

Mo Zhai.

In a bedroom with dark blue as the main color.

In front of the wooden dressing table inlaid with jade.

Holding the wooden comb in his hand, Mo Jingyu helped his mother comb the white hair off her head.

Mo's mother's face was calm, not the usual gloomy madness.

This is what she looked like when she got better.

Mo's mother said, "Daughter, are you tired recently?"

Mo Jingyu shook her head, "Not tired."

Mo's mother: "I'm not tired yet, the bruises in my eyes can't be covered."

Mo Jingyu nodded seriously: "I'm getting older, so I'm not as energetic as before."

She rarely made such jokes before, but it made her mother stunned.

Mo's mother smiled and said, "You are only 24 years old, how old are you?"

He asked again, "Is there anything happy recently?"

Mo Jingyu only showed a slight smile and did not speak.

The little tiger said that she should smile more to look good, and the mother would probably like to see her smile too.

Mo Jingyu has been very busy these years, and she doesn't really spend much time with her mother. In addition, her mother has been arguing for so many years, and the two of them are not very close.

She is not a person who can express her feelings with her mother, only when her mother's condition is better, she can stay quietly like this for a while.

half an hour.

The housekeeper's voice came from the door: "Miss Jing Yu, you can go down to eat."

Mo Jingyu responded and helped her mother go downstairs.

When going out, I happened to bump into my eldest cousin Yu Ying.

The Yuxing real estate that Mo Jingyu and Yin Ruli mentioned was the property of the eldest cousin's father.

Seeing her aunt and cousin, Yu Ying greeted her with a smile, greeted Mo's mother hypocritically, then turned to look at Mo Jingyu, and said, "Cousin Jingyu has become more and more beautiful recently. It really is a happy event The spirit is refreshed, and after finding such a wishful husband as Hong Yinghui, the smiles are more than before."

Mo Jingyu glanced at her, and said lightly: "Women may read more books, maybe they won't be so shallow and noisy."

"What did you say?" Yu Ying couldn't believe it, "Are you scolding me?"

The corners of Mo Jingyu's lips curled slightly, showing a contemptuous smile, as if he didn't bother to say a word.

He continued to help his mother to go downstairs.

Yu Ying frowned tightly, feeling that this cousin was becoming more and more arrogant now.

It's really annoying.