C265 I Shang Moze Want Women There Are Many Things I Want to Do

When you open your eyes, you'll see a beautiful green piece of paper, cool and bright, like a green plant crawling all over the wall.

Yi Xiaomi moved a little uncomfortably. She placed her hands on the side of the bed and slowly sat up. Her eyes slowly sized up her surroundings.

The sound of the door being pushed open came from the door. Yi Xiaomi looked over and saw Ling Jue wearing a gray collar woven shirt and a pair of black long pants. His eyes were gentle.

"You are at my house," Ling Jue said before Yi Xiaomi could say anything. "Your health is too poor. The doctor said that you must rest in peace and not be too emotional."

I was sitting quietly at the head of the bed with my shoulders down and wearing my home clothes. Sunlight shone through the window and covered her entire body with a golden border. She looked dreamlike and moving.

This was all his dreams when he was young. He was happy and hoped that one day, the girl named Qingren would appear in his life in her home clothes with a gentle expression on her face.

Yi Xiaomi stretched out her finger and gently rubbed her temples. The fact that she was not the Yi family's biological daughter was still lingering in her mind like a curse, but she knew that... She had to control her emotions.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry." Yi Xiaomi's expression was incomparably calm. She looked at Ling Jue with a smile in her beautiful eyes. "It has to be fluid. It's best if it's porridge."

Ling Jue was stunned for a moment. He was prepared for Yi Xiaomi to wake up and cry loudly. His emotions had collapsed. He also found out by chance that Qing did not have the bloodline of the Yi family. He did not expect it to be revealed so quickly...

"No?" Yi Xiaomi looked at the silent person at the door and lifted the blanket, preparing to get down. "Then I will do it myself."

When he heard the words "I will do it myself," Ling Jue immediately came back to his senses. He hurriedly stopped her from getting down from the bed. "Yes, I will bring it for you. Don't come down."

"If Qing makes a move," the man who turned around suddenly turned his head and had a helpless smile on his face. "I'm afraid I will explode here."

A blush flashed across Yi Xiaomi's fair face. It quickly disappeared. She knew what Ling Jue said was that she had caused a fire in the school's bake room in the past.

She sighed in her heart. Yi Xiaomi's long eyelashes drooped. She thought to herself that she was indeed not suitable to cook such high-end technical work. Tsk, tsk, tsk. There were indeed some things that depended on talent.

A handsome face that was as sharp as a knife and an axe appeared in front of her eyes. His overbearing face, every movement he made, was arrogance and confidence that looked down on the world. Some people, however, were so talented no matter what they did.

Touching her stomach, Yi Xiaomi felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She did not know what that man, Shang Moze, was currently doing. Now, her wife and son were so hungry that they were about to go crazy. They actually did not care about it at all!

She thought of Shang Moze's words again... "If you follow this man, I don't want you anymore." Yi Xiaomi grabbed the pillow behind her and clenched her small white hands into fists. She fiercely smashed it on the pillow and each punch was stronger than the last.

Damn man, stinky man. He actually dared to say that he didn't want her. When the child was born in the future, she would bring Little Milk Bun and marry him!

A certain man who was being scolded was sitting in a private room in Dark Night Empire. He was holding glasses of wine in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the stage below the floor-to-ceiling window.

The delicate and beautiful piano, the interlocking light, the slow flowing music, the woman sitting there had a clear and clean side profile, like a snow lotus on the mountain that couldn't be sullied.

Ah, snow lotus, he just had to pick it up and put it under his feet to crush it... He did not expect that he would be stepped on by that damn woman and toyed with at will!

"Old... Boss..." Looking at Shang Moze's gaze, the manager mustered up his courage and cautiously said, "This girl came in a week ago, and she is very clean."

The boss sat here early in the morning and did not do anything. He kept looking at the piano with exquisite patterns on the first floor, making him confused. What was so good about the piano? Shang Moze watched it for several hours straight. He didn't even blink...

The manager didn't know what had happened. He only knew that the boss was in a bad mood. If he was in a bad mood, it meant that someone was going to suffer!

When he thought of this, the manager's entire body was covered in a layer of cold sweat. An inexplicable chill rose from the bottom of his feet and spread throughout his limbs and bones.

"Clean?"

Fortunately, the man finally opened his mouth. Although it was just two short words, it was indifferent and unpredictable.

Swallowing his saliva, the manager quickly nodded. The corners of his mouth were almost stiff. "Yes, this girl is also very beautiful. Why don't I call her up and let you take a look?"

Shang Moze did not say anything, but the manager was overjoyed. This meant that there was a chance. He quickly turned around and walked out of the room.

Shang Moze put the cup to his mouth and took a small sip. His movements were elegant and noble. One hand was lazily placed on the back of the sofa. He was lazy and relaxed, but no one dared to look directly at him.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Then the door of the room was gently pushed open. A girl in a white dress stood at the door and looked at the man on the sofa uneasily.

She got closer step by step and her voice was a little shaky. "Shang... Young Master Shang... I am Bai Ling. The manager said, you are looking for me?"

The soft and pleasant voice of the oriole made the wine cup in Shang Moze's hand pause. He raised his pair of deep eyes and looked at the girl in front of him.

"How old are you?"

"Ten... Eighteen..." Bai Ling looked at the man who raised his head and her heart shook. How could there be such a handsome man in the world. It was like a piece of art that God carefully fabricated. Every detail was so perfect and exquisite.

"Still in school?" Looking at the pair of deer-like eyes, Shang Moze slowly put down the glass cup in his hand and fixed his gaze on the beautiful eyes.

"Yes... Yes." Bai Ling's fair and beautiful fingers stirred the white dress on her body, "I just started my first year of university this year."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Shang Moze's eyes slowly became dark. He remembered that when a certain person was uneasy, he also liked to do this kind of action.

"Come here."

The two words were like mellow wine, deep and magnetic, making Bai Ling's face turn red. Her feet unconsciously moved closer to the man in front of her as if she was possessed.

"What do you know?" Looking at the pair of eyes, Shang Moze's gaze was somewhat infatuated. He slowly stretched out his hand and slowly touched the pair of beautiful eyes.

"I..." Feeling the excessive temperature on the eyes, Bai Ling's heart beat faster and faster, as if it was going to jump out of her chest. "I can sing a song."

Before Shang Moze could speak, Bai Ling started to hum softly. Her voice was melodious and had an indescribable magic. It was like a melody played by a jade flute, and also like a Nightingale singing softly in the wind.

Yi Xiaomi, do you think I really have to be you! I, Shang Moze, want women, so many of them jump forward by themselves...