you." Wen warmly chuckled with a smile, leaning back in her chair. The man reached out and held her, afraid she might bump into something. He gently supported her waist as they slowly sat down, being..."Happy New Year," he whispered warmly in her ear. "Happy New Year."

She didn't have time to say Merry Christmas to him, but she managed to wish him a Happy New Year. Ye Fei Mo hugged her, his weight was too heavy for warmth, it pressed down on her at this moment, a little uncomfortable, but she willingly enjoyed this discomfort.

This feeling of fullness is something no one else can give her, except for Feimo, and only Feimo.

She caressed his sweat-dampened body, tenderly and passionately. Being able to hold him like this, she wanted to cherish every moment.

"Happy New Year," Ye Feimo said, he propped himself up slightly, his fiery eyes staring directly at her face. His gaze seemed to be exploring if she was real or not, his slender fingers slowly caressing her face.

Obsession slowly filled her eyes, "You are so beautiful."

Nuan warmed smiled, mischievously blinking her eyes, "Are you satisfied with this New Year's gift"

Ye Fei Mo leaned down and gently pecked her lips, "Very satisfied. This dream should never wake up."

His murmur warmed him to his core, a painful sting that left him unprepared. Ye Feimo's eyes were shrouded in a veil of mist, unfocused and dazed. Wen Nuan recalled a term, "mirror flowers and water moon," which seemed to encapsulate this feeling perfectly.

Aha, I see.

He thought he was dreaming. Wen Wen slightly raised her body, biting on the red spot on his chest with a little force. Ye Fei Mo's spine tingled, a jolt of electricity surged from his feet up to his scalp, then back down to his limbs, making his limbs feel electrified. Finally, it converged in the most impulsive place. Wen Wen could clearly feel the soft something inside him gradually hardening and swelling, filling her body with warmth.

A bone-deep satisfaction surged through him, Ye Fei Mo cursed, "Demoness," The warmth beneath him truly laughed like a demoness, raising his long legs and rubbing against his body. He intentionally moved, that snow-white body was like a blooming red plum, with an alluring and seductive charm that couldn't be concealed.

It really is a fairy.

His exclusive fairy, whose alluring charm only he could enjoy.

He backed away slightly, then bumped into her again, a warm muffled moan escaping her lips as their lips met. The two fell back into the embrace of passion, their focus shifting to exploring each other's bodies, seeking out pleasure in every touch and caress...

As if tomorrow were the last day.

In a daze, warm heart filled with sorrow. Not ink, but I hope tomorrow, you still remember me.

……

When Ye Fei-mo awoke, it was the second day. Mo Xiaobai's cruise ship had already docked at the seaside, its guests dispersed. Aside from Mo Xiaobai and a few cleaning staff, there wasn't much else left on board.

Naked, he felt an indescribable sense of liberation. Ye Fei Mo frowned slightly. His clothes lay on the side, his belt thrown far away, and the mirror was shattered on the ground, a rather disheveled sight.

He couldn't remember when he had taken off his clothes.

There was a faint water stain on the bed. Ye Fei Mo's brow furrowed, his mind replaying last night's dream - it seemed like he had experienced a spring ng in his sleep. Perhaps his body had also been liberated in his dreams, leaving the sheets soiled. The bright light streamed through the curtains, waking him. Ye Fei Mo picked up his clothes and put them on.

I was so tired last night, I got drunk after just one cup and passed out. I slept until the morning and woke up feeling refreshed and invigorated. It's truly a rare treat.

After getting dressed and freshening up in the cabin, Mo Xiaobai was already waiting in the second-floor hall for breakfast. As soon as Ye Feimo walked in, his smile blossomed like a sunny June day, bright and radiant. "Little cousin," he said, "Did you sleep well last night"

His smile held a thin layer of smugness and mischief, so obvious that he couldn't have missed it.

Ye Fei Mo seemed a bit languid and disheartened. He sat down, and someone brought him breakfast. This trip to America was for business. He happened to meet with Mo Xiaobai's banquet, so he came over. Mainly because Mo Xiaobai said that Wen Nuan and Long Chengtian would also be there, so he came.

He couldn't stop thinking about seeing her again, but when he fell asleep, Ye Feimo was extremely unhappy. He blamed it all on Mo Xiaobai.

Mo Xiaobai was very innocent; he had made things easier for his little cousin, after all.

Just...

The means were extraordinary, if we really wanted them to drag it out, then when would it end It's better to just take care of it quickly and decisively. But Mo Xiaobai, in his mischievous way, wouldn't tell Ye Feimo.

I've rarely had the chance to watch Ye Fei's performances since I was young, it's a real pity to have missed so many.

Next time, who knows when or even if it will ever happen.

He gave Ye Feimo the latest "Chun Meng Wu Hen" developed by the Mafia. It's a drug that makes one forget everything after a night of passion, as if it were just a dream. The effect is amazing and very good.

Many people have used it before. Mo Xiaobai, with a mischievous heart, gave it to Ye Feimo once. Unexpectedly, the effect was so good.

Since Christmas Day and speaking his heart to Wen Nuan, Ye Fei Mo's mind was filled with a million thoughts. He knew Wen Nuan had cried, but he didn't know what she meant. After several days, she still didn't give him a call.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, I don't know if Wenwarm has figured things out, and I don't know if Wenwarm is willing to come back.

She didn't come, so he went. It was rare to see her, who knew she would sleep like this Ye Fei Mo felt very uncomfortable in his heart, blaming himself for not being strong enough and missing the time. Mo Xiaobai, that dead kid, didn't even call him.

Here's the English translation: Wandering around, I missed it again. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

How many times had he missed her warmth, each time a silent misstep

She ate her breakfast silently, the food tasteless. Yè Fēi Mò couldn't help but ponder when the warmth had left. Did she even know she was on a cruise墨小白 would probably tell her. If she knew, perhaps she hadn't woken him up. Maybe she didn't want to see him.

Even after hearing his speech, he was still unwilling to agree with him.

"Little cousin, did you sleep well last night" Mo Xiaobai asked slowly, his eyes lingering in the cave, the aftereffects of the prank still palpable.

How are you sleeping

Well, how could it not be good I had such beautiful dreams last night, I just want to stay immersed in them forever and not wake up to face the harsh reality. How could it not be wonderful If I had known the truth beforehand, I would rather not have woken up at all.

What's good about waking up.

He shouldn't, Mo Xiaobai saw his expressionless face, blank as if he was a statue, and couldn't help but think, is the medicine truly this effective Not even a trace of memory left

After eating breakfast absently, Ye Fei Mo picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth and said lightly, “I’m leaving first.”

It's better not to come if you can't see him.

This New Year was quite disheartening. Mo Xiaobai didn't try to keep Ye Feimo, only smiling and saying, "Little cousin, how many days will you stay When are you going back" up, entered the bedroom, her body was so tired that she wanted to lie down for a while. Suddenly, Wenwen remembered something. If she really did something with Fang Liucheng yesterday, there might be...