In the soft light, Lin Dongyu sat quietly leaning against the bedside. A black silk suspender skirt hung naturally, outlining the curves of her body.

Her long black hair spreads like waves over her jade-white shoulders, and her bright facial features are as charming as a begonia sleeping in spring.

"Dong'er..."

Mo Chen's throat tightened.

Lin Dongyu stood up and walked to him, put his hands around his neck, and said, "Mo Chen, it's not even twelve o'clock yet, and it's still my birthday."

"Can you grant my birthday wish?"

There is something else that Mo Chen doesn't understand about this situation.

"Dong'er, I..."

All along, he had been restraining his impulses. No matter how close the two were, he did not break through the restricted area and reach the final step.

He didn't want to be like this, obviously, he wanted to give her the best.

However, what should he do when faced with the initiative of his sweetheart?

Lin Dongyu didn't give him a chance to back down, pulled him closer to her, and asked softly: "Mo Chen, do you love me?"

"Of course I love you."

was the answer he gave without hesitation.

Lin Dongyu smiled.

Somehow, Mo Chen felt that there was a hint of sadness hidden in her smile.

Before he could think about it, Lin Dongyu stood on tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

The bathrobe fell apart, and Mo Chen hugged her back, his passion completely ignited by her, like a prairie fire, out of control.

The two fell on the bed.

Mo Chen pinched her waist, and a drop of hot sweat emerged from her forehead, flowed along her temples and sharp jawline to her chin, and dripped onto the sheets.

ready.

"Dong'er, you can still regret it."

"Do not."

Lin Dongyu's beautiful eyes seemed to have been washed by water, with a layer of mist floating on them. She looked at him and said seriously: "I don't regret it."

Yes, she has no regrets.

They say you should not fall in love with someone who is too stunning when you are young, otherwise you will only have regrets in your life.

She was no longer young and frivolous, but Mo Chen's unexpected appearance made the two of them meet and fall in love like a torrent that could not be resisted.

During this period, she also struggled and resisted, but in the end he captured her heart.

Sitting in the living room, she figured out one thing. What mattered to her was not his deception, but that the world between the two of them was as unbridgeable as a chasm.

Can he put down his body and accompany her for a while, or for a lifetime?

Before she met Mo Chen, she knew that the marriage of CEO Mo was not just his matter, not even just the Mo family, but a major event that attracted the attention of both the political and business circles.

He has had a golden key in his mouth since he was born. He is so good that he was born to stand at the top, scold Fang Qiu and stir up the storm.

And she had tried her best to walk from the countryside to Haicheng.

The status of the two is too different. What qualifications does she have to stand beside him, and what attitude does she use to become the mistress of the Mo Group?

She believed in Mo Chen's sincerity, but she didn't believe in the kindness of the world.

Mo Chen has been unable to tell her his true identity, and he must have felt that it was not yet time or appropriate.

She flinched.

She selfishly wanted to use the birthday wish as an excuse to leave a beautiful memory with him.

She wanted to give herself completely to him and draw a footnote to this love that was destined to be fruitless.

I hope he won't hate her after she leaves.

Lin Dongyu's fingertips dug into his arm and he groaned in pain.

Mo Chen made a move, but she greeted him with redoubled enthusiasm. Her black hair spread out like seaweed, like an elf emerging from the night, which made him want to stop.

"Dong'er."

Hot sweat dripped down, and even the air became hot and hot.

The night is getting darker and the mattress is messy.

Lin Dongyu opened his eyes, and under the light of the night light, he reluctantly looked at the sleeping man, and tears fell down without warning.

He was very tired.

After a hearty experience, coupled with the jet lag after yesterday's long flight, Mo Chen fell into a deep sleep.

When he fell asleep, he was not as serious as usual, nor as gentle as when he faced her. His sleeping face was as relaxed as a child's, but his right hand was holding her waist.

Lin Dongyu gently smoothed the messy black hair from his forehead and looked at him intently for a long time through blurred tearful eyes.

From now on, it can no longer be seen.

Take advantage of now and watch just one more moment.

She didn't know how long it took before she gently let go of his hand, dragged her body that seemed to be falling apart, and washed herself briefly.

The person in the mirror looked fully moisturized, and the red marks on his fair skin were evidence of being well cared for.

It was completely contrary to her sad mood at the moment.

An hour later, Lin Dongyu dragged his suitcase out of the door, took one last look at the familiar environment, and gently closed the door.

Goodbye, my love.

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