She was like a fish about to be suffocated, fried over and over again in a pan of oil.
Naturally, she cried and screamed and beat him, and scratched him with her nails, but to no avail.
When it was all over, she closed her eyes tiredly and curled up in his arms, sobbing involuntarily as she thought about what had just happened.
She returned to the scene in the diary again, but this time what happened was very different from what was recorded in the diary.
That Yuan Xun actually liked him, but when did he start liking him?
Her vague teary eyes stared at her eyes and the solid, powerful arm that exuded male hormones, and her mind recalled once again her own diary, the ones he had bullied again and again.
At that time, why did Yuan Xun bully himself Is it what she thought it would be?
In the past, she was young and sensitive, and when she encountered some pranks by Yuan Xun, she inevitably thought about the bad side.
Now that I think about it, I wonder if he didn't mean that at all She couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't guess it, so she insisted on asking him for an answer in that dream.
But who knows, just when she was waiting for that answer, she woke up, woke up, and happened to be seen by Yuan Xun.
She cautiously raised her eyes and glanced at the man who had tortured her just now, only to see that his deep eyes were slightly closed under his shapely eyebrows, and he was falling into a deep sleep.
The sleeping man, his face is resolute and quiet, next to the three-dimensional bridge of the nose, the wings of the nose rise and fall slightly with the breathing, and the beautiful lips below are still faintly squirming.
It's like a child.
Tong Yao's gaze moved down to his chest.
That one was scarred, and it really had to be bitten, scratched, and scratched.
Her thin lips moved slightly, gritted her teeth slightly, and hummed softly in her heart.
"Say I'm a puppy, I'm going to bite you."
"Well deserved."
"Who told you to bully me."
After muttering silently in her heart, she remembered that birthday again.
It was Chu Yun's birthday, and it happened to be Yuan Xun's birthday But what day did that day come?
In the dream, Yuan Xun waited for her under the locust tree for five hours, so in her diary, did that Yuan Xun also wait for herself for five hours After waiting for himself for five hours, he finally saw himself and Chu Yun hugging each other If so, then she couldn't imagine Won-hoon's mood at that time.
Thinking of this, Tong Yao couldn't help but look at Yuan Xun again, and saw that he seemed to be sleeping soundly, so he got up cautiously.
His arm was around her, and she lifted it up for him to move away.
The arm was heavy, and she had to exert a bit of effort.
Finally getting rid of the man, she crept out of bed, crept to her desk like a thief, and carefully opened the drawer.
I reached out and fumbled around, but I couldn't find her diary.
Confused, she took out the whole drawer, rummaging through it silently, turning it all over, but she couldn't find the diaries at all.
These diaries should have been here, how could they not be Tong Yao frowned suspiciously, and thought about it, could it be that Mother Chen took it away for her when she was packing her things Ask tomorrow.
Putting the drawers back in place, she tiptoed to the bed again.
At this time, the glass window was ajar, and the summer breeze blew in through the screen, and the pale blue curtains were blown like undulating waves, swaying in front of the window wave after wave.
She stood barefoot on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping man on the bed.
He and she each had their own rooms.
She wouldn't go to his room to sleep, and he wouldn't come to sleep in hers.
Only occasionally when they need to engage in conjugal affairs will she go to his room and act on his big bed.
The big bed, she didn't like, the tone was too cold, the color was too dark, and it was so rigid and meticulous.
She always felt out of place in his room.
But now, for the first time, he came to her room to sleep.
He was a man his size, lying on her white sheets, covered with her thin blanket of purple lavender, and resting on her lace-trimmed pillows.
It's a real misfit.
It is clearly a delicate and exquisite place in the girl's house, but it is filled with a strong smell of male hormones, and there is an indescribable smell, like the smell of raw corn that has not yet grown.
That kind of smell, Tong Yao knows, she has a keen sense of smell, every time they sleep together, she can smell it.
Not only the breath, but also the body, he is incompatible with himself.
Slender and strong, the skin is healthy chocolate color, the muscles are well-proportioned and firm, not like yourself, white, thin, soft.
Now he slept out of place in his bed, and he entered into his own out of place Tong Yao suddenly stopped the reverie in his mind, shook his head to let himself wave away his previous thoughts, and touched his red-hot face again.
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"I, what was I thinking?"
The next morning, she woke up when Won-hoon was gone.
She found Chen's mother.
"Where's my diary in my drawer?"
"Diary" Chen's mother looked dazed: "Madam, I didn't see where there was a diary." ” "It's a few pages, written as a child, and it's in that drawer."
"Madam, I will never move your drawers."
Tong Yao thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, you go down first." ” She felt that Chen's mother was right, Chen's mother had been serving by her side for many years, and she was a very trustworthy person, and she really wouldn't touch things that shouldn't be moved.
So why did her diary disappear, and who took it Hara Xun Yuan Xiu With that in mind, she went downstairs to get ready for breakfast.
Yuan Xiu happened to be drinking a glass of juice in the restaurant when he saw her come down: "Mom." ” The voice is soft.
Tong Yao has long been used to it, Yuan Xiu is such a child who has no temperature.
She sat down and greeted Yuan Xiu, and at this time the maid brought the prepared breakfast, she wiped her lips and began to eat breakfast.
Yuan Xiu's eyes fell on the milk that she had placed aside, frowned slightly, and reminded, "Mom, that's your milk." ” "Well, yes, my milk."
Tong Yao pretended not to know anything.
"Dad is not here, you plan to secretly skip milk" Yuan Xiu ruthlessly pierced his mother's mind.
When Tong Yao heard this, she suddenly became embarrassed, and a secret shame swelled in her heart.
She can't say whether she likes or dislikes milk, but whenever she eats breakfast with Won-hoon, Won-hoon always takes the trouble to remind her to drink milk, just like always reminding her to remember to take medicine.
She was very unhappy.
Why should she be managed not only as a father, but also as a son?
I suddenly remembered what Yuan Xiu said a few days ago, he wanted to prepare gifts for so many stepmothers Although these words are so clueless that they really don't look like Yuan Xiu's usual style, Tong Yao is not comfortable in her heart.
She put down her knife and fork, looked at the son in front of her who was slowly drinking corn juice, and made up her mind that she should let her son know that she was a mother.
"You," she groaned for a moment, but finally asked, "Have you taken anything out of my drawer?"
"In the drawer" Yuan Xiu raised his beautiful little eyebrows and asked puzzledly: "Mom, have you lost something?"
"Yes, I lost something, just a few pages of my childhood diary."
She simply picked it out and said, "I asked Chen's mother, but she hasn't seen it."
In my room, only your father, you, and Chen's mother may go. ” Others, no one dares to pass, and no one will pass.
Chen's mother is a hired servant and doesn't dare to offend herself, so in this way, it may be Yuan Xiu and Yuan Xun who take her diary.
Originally, she was supposed to question Yuan Xun directly, but now that the big one is not there, she can only grab the small one and ask it first.
Yuan Xiu listened to his mother's words, put down the glass in his hand, frowned slightly, and said seriously: "Mom, I've never been to your room to get anything, but in our house, something is missing, and this matter must be investigated.
What the hell is a diary you are talking about?"
When Tong Yao heard this, she was extremely puzzled, looked at Yuan Xiu and said, "It's the kind of diary you found in the attic a few days ago, you gave me a page at the time, but in fact, I have several pages in the drawer, and now I have lost them." ” Yuan Xiu pursed his lips slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Tong Yao silently for a while, and finally said slowly: "Mom, I never gave you a diary, nor did I find any in the attic."
The six-year-old boy's voice was immature and cool, and his tone was serious and unquestionable.
But when these words were heard in Tong Yao's ears, it was like a thunderbolt falling, which shocked her eyes and turned white.
She looked at her son in a daze, this is the son she gave birth to, yes.
He was looking at himself with big, clear, sincere eyes, and said to himself that he had never given himself a diary.
This obviously happened a few days ago The atmosphere in the dining room was dreary and quiet, with the occasional sound of maids cleaning up in the adjoining kitchen.
Tong Yao breathed hard, and her left hand involuntarily clenched the knife and fork on the white napkin, so that the back of the white hand had a little purple pulse.
"What did you just say," she heard her voice stiff.
"Mom, I never gave you a diary, nor did I find any in the attic."
After Yuan Xiu repeated his words, he frowned and looked at his mother: "Are you mistaken?"
Tong Yao opened his left hand holding the knife and fork, and after opening it, his fingers were brought together and clenched again.
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