My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Although it is not a high hilly area, but it still has an altitude of several hundred meters, plus the snow covered the mountain road, Yang Chen did not dare to walk too fast, so stop and go, waiting for Mo Qianni to go all the way to the top of the mountain At the time, it was already too fast for two hours.

The top of the mountain is a piece of land that is not flat, tens of square meters in size, except for a few weeds, a few mossy rocks, and nothing else.

The sea breeze blew through the ears, Mo Qianni's ears were red, and her face and nose were red.

Yang Chen touched her somewhat air-dried face lovingly, took off her scarf, and wanted to surround the woman.

"I'm not cold, you go around.", Mo Qianni also wanted to quit.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "Take the scarf that the man gave you, don't you think the woman says she's not afraid of the cold, will the man lose face?"

"Here are you and me." Mo Qianni said.

"This sentence is not used this way." Yang Chen smiled: "If it is in a warm bed, I will like you to say this sentence."

"Nasty." Mo Qianni's eyes were red, and obediently asked Yang Chen to put a scarf on herself, with a soft texture and a man's temperature.

The two stared at each other silently for a while before turning to look at the seascape they wanted to see before.

Looking from the top of the hills in the hills to the east, the expansive sea looks like it is at your own feet, overlooking the past, with sparkling crystal light.

I don't know if it was just after the snow fell, the sun showed its head, and the light was like a tentacle, which provoked the clouds that were blown to the ground.

In the afternoon, the sea of ​​golden light reflected the intoxicating waves.

The magnificent natural scenery is nothing more than that.

Mo Qianni took a deep breath of cold air, and the cold wind blew her hair, which looked lingering and clear.

"Sure enough, as the uncles said, this place is beautiful."

"If you like it, you can often bring you in the future. If you don't say it, I may not come here in my life." Yang Chen said with a smile.

Mo Qianni smiled and said: "I was born in a mountain, even in a metropolis, I would like to come to such a place, I always feel that this kind of place belongs to Yang Chen, am I ridiculous."

"How come, I still think that the vegetable market is more suitable for me to work than the office building.", Yang Chen said.

Mo Qianni giggled when she heard it, "It's not a shame."

"Facing you and the sea, do I need to be ashamed?" Yang Chen smiled easily.

Mo Qianni's eyes were a little intoxicated, her white slender jade hand stretched out, and her cold fingertips flicked across Yang Chen's face.

"When I was young, I saw the sea for the first time when my father was still alive. At that time, he took my mother and me to a distant relative's house and saw the sea in a fishing village by the sea.

Mother took my hand and asked me why the sea is lower than all rivers

I did n’t know that at that time, my mother told me, because the sea has to accept all rivers, and all the river water can flow into the sea

Mother said, Nizi, if you marry someone in the future, you must be a woman like the sea. You only need to silently put yourself in the lowest place, and you can always let all the rivers flow into your arms. Like the sea, you can't see the edge, so that people at the beach can look at you obsessively."

Yang Chen looked at Mo Qianni's suddenly dreamy eyes, thought for a while, and smiled: "Although my mother-in-law is not a university professor or an expert, she seems to be able to say something extraordinary.

"I was thinking, if I wouldn't marry someone in my life, would I look at me so obsessed if I were like the sea?

"You must marry someone." Yang Chen put Mo Qianni in his arms, "If you don't marry someone, but become the sea, there will be too many people looking at you obsessively. Even you It ’s the sea, and I will be your planet. "

"Punch."

Mo Qianni leaned against Yang Chen's chest and laughed, her eyes blurred and said: "If you become a round earth, I still don't want to become the sea."

"Do you want to be beaten, or do you want to be kissed?" Yang Chen looked at her in disgust.

Mo Qianni blinked, her eyes were aggrieved, "Is there a difference?"

"Then come together."

Yang Chen kissed it up with one hand around the waist of the beautiful lady, and the other hand touched Mo Qianni's pretty buttocks, feeling a very wonderful touch while kneading.

The outside cold mountain wind seems to be a soft spring breeze, but it is not cold at all.

The two struggled for a long time, and Mo Qianni was a little breathless before she broke free of Yang Chen's control, begging and said, "Go down the mountain, it will be dark if you don't go on."

"Don't you think that we are a little bit of an oath here?" Yang Chen said with a smile.

Mo Qianni glanced at him charmingly, "You are really talking more and more, is it so sweet to every girl?"

"If yes, will I have time to travel to this wild country to accompany you to drink the northwest wind silly?"

"You are stupid." Mo Qianni groaned, broke free from Yang Chen's arms, and started walking down the mountain.

Yang Chen followed behind without saying a word, "Don't go too fast, don't step on the ice where you stepped, it is easy to slip."

Mo Qianni turned back and smiled: "I am a child who grew up in the mountains. Did you still teach me how to walk the mountain?"

Yang Chen pouted, said no more.

But before waiting for Mo Qianni to finish talking for a long time, suddenly, Mo Qianni whispered, her left foot softened, and knelt down on the half-way road!

Yang Chen was shocked and immediately ran forward to support Mo Qianni's body and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Qianni opened her mouth, her face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat quickly came out, trembling and speechless, she could only whisper in a low voice, and seemed to have unspeakable pain.

Yang Chen watched Mo Qianni hug her left calf with both hands, eyes burst into tears, and there was a burning eagerness in her heart.

"What's going on?" Yang Chen asked again.

"The legs and legs hurt," Mo Qianni said in a whisper.

Yang Chen no longer thought much, hugged Mo Qianni sideways, Mo Qianni hugged her body, was wrapped in Yang Chen's arms, and beat Yang Chen hard with one hand, said hardly : "Don't worry, I won't be in trouble. I can hold it fast and it will be dangerous."

Yang Chen no longer asked what was going on. As for the slippery and non-slip of the mountain road, it was not a problem for him at all. It was almost like a gust of wind. He stepped on the mountain road that was extremely difficult to walk, and generally came down the mountain.

Because of extreme pain, Mo Qianni couldn't feel anything strange even in a semi-comatose state.

Yang Chen ran somberly to the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain and went to the accommodation department to ask for a room. The waitress saw that Mo Chenni held by Yang Chen seemed to be in a bad condition, and she had to go through the formalities in a hurry.

Yang Chen took Mo Qianni to the warm room, and put Mo Qianni, who was sweaty, on the white sheet of the single bed.

Mo Qianni scowled her eyebrows tightly, her face was bloodless, and she looked more uncomfortable than dead.

Yang Chen couldn't care too much, and took off the tight trousers with cotton fleece from Mo Qianni's waist. Inside was a white warm trousers.

"Qianni, let me take a look at you." After Yang Chen finished, he wanted to take off Mo Qianni's warm pants again.

Mo Qianni blocked in a low voice: "Don't look at it, it's okay."

"You can't do it for you." Yang Chen didn't hesitate anymore, and pulled off Mo Qianni's warm pants.

There is only one purple and black pattern in Mo Qianni's sexy, and a pair of white and plump thighs refract the ivory gloss under the light.

The legs without the slightest fat are like sculptures, delicately like beautiful jade, and the smooth lines extend to the lovely feet.

But Yang Chen didn't appreciate the tempting mood at all. His eyes were locked on the left calf that brought infinite pain to Mo Qianni. There was no abnormality there. Slender but tiny scars.

Yang Chen touched Mo Qianni's scar with one hand, which was obviously the place after the operation, but the doctor's technique was very good, and maybe it was various maintenance afterwards, which made the scar almost unclear.

Yang Chen silently transported his true energy and extended the unique internal force of the Sutra to the pain zone of Mo Qianni.

The feeling of obstruction made Yang Chen quickly discover that Mo Qianni's surgical site had severe tissue damage. Although many repairs were made, it was like wood that had been nailed in. It can no longer be called. The complete log.

The gentle derivation of the internal force quickly regulated the veins of the old wound. Gradually, Mo Qianni's brows were loosened, and her face returned a trace of blood.

Mo Qianni opened her eyes and stared blankly at Yang Chen, "Thank you."

She didn't ask Yang Chen how to do it. Once she had seen Yang Chen's extraordinary, she habitually didn't ask Yang Chen's past.

"Your old injuries are not light here. This kind of cold weather, with the wind blowing and freezing, will easily cause inflammation to recur." Yang Chen said.

"I haven't had any pain in the past two years. I thought it was all right. I worried you. I'm sorry." Mo Qianni, like a child who did the wrong thing, said in a low mood.

"The scar on the calf extends almost half of the calf. It is not as simple as a normal injury or stabbing. How did it come?" Yang Chen thought about it, or asked.