As a beautiful person, he became popular in the variety show and flirted with the villain

Wen Qing hugged a 1m8 man and walked away with arrogance and arrogance, with his head held high, just one word: pull!

Qi Mo leaned into Wen Qing's arms with some embarrassment.

Oops, a lot of people saw it.

Many people saw him lying in other people's arms.

"Can you be responsible now?"

"Wen Qing should take responsibility for me now, right?"

Qi Mo couldn't help but think of that icy cold kiss under the tree before.

At that time, I seemed to have asked this question, but what I got was silence or a rather perfunctory answer.

"A lot of people saw it this time, everyone in the camera saw you hug me and leave, can't you look like this?!"

Qi Mo quietly raised his head from Wen Qing's arms, carefully and carefully observing Wen Qing's facial expressions, trying to see through Wen Qing's heart.

He tightened unconsciously, holding the hand on Wen Qing's shoulder, his slightly pursed lips showed that Qi Mo was not at peace.

There was a little bit of turmoil in his eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to remain so indifferent.

This is already the second time.

The second time I rushed to get a title.

He knew that his appearance was no different from licking a dog.

If possible, he would rather be a fish in Wen Qing's pond.

But what needs to be done is a named fish.

If it was before, he might...maybe he could still deceive himself and others.

It is said that Wen Qing is young, but his thinking is immature.

He can continue to wait.

But when more and more people were eager to possess Wen Qing and snatch Wen Qing into their arms, the calmness that Qi Mo was usually proud of at that moment was gone.

He desperately wants to pursue a person that he seems to never be able to catch.

He has always felt that the distance between himself and Wen Qing is already so close, and even now he is in her arms with peace of mind, but even so, he still feels all kinds of uneasiness in his heart, and feels that everything is just a mirror image of illusion.

That kind of uneasiness sneaked into Qi Mo's thoughts and soul all the time, stirring up his proud self-sustaining power.

The noble and proud young master in the past will one day be restless and seek a "title".

He even lay in the arms of another girl with that kind of attitude that almost damaged the man's pride, and was watched by everyone in front of the camera.

What he wants is justice.

What he wants is unique preference.

What he wants is Wen Qing's heart and body on him.

Before meeting Wen Qing, Qi Mo once thought that he might be born alone, because he hated other people's touch and those pretentious gestures.

He thinks that love is a luxury, which he will not have, nor will he possess.

Because from his point of view, he seems to have already possessed the status, identity, and money that other people in the world once envied.

Already have so much, destined to give up something.

Qi Mo never believed in running in both directions.

But when he met, he began to extravagantly pursue the so-called love, the so-called illusory two-way rush.

He hoped that he and Wen Qing would go together in two directions that others would envy.

but……

Qi Mo asked so many questions, but he didn't get a positive answer, and what greeted him was Wen Qing's incomprehensible smile.

The smile is still so resembling a wild rose growing wantonly, coquettish and charming, beautiful and beautiful, a casual smile is enough to stir up one's heart.

Before waiting for a reply, although that smile was amazing enough, it was also like the most stabbing knife, piercing deeply into Qi Mo's heart, stirring blood dripping...

Qi Mo resisted the pain in his heart, slowly closed his eyes, and hugged Wen Qing vainly, as if the window paper that was just pierced was still there, and he could still lie in his arms so unscrupulously .

Self-deception.

numbness……

Wen Qing, who didn't even dare to touch the hand that was embracing her, was afraid of making her unhappy.

He is greedy for the warmth at this moment, so he wants to stay at this moment forever, because this is the moment when he feels lucky and happy.

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[Ding~ The villain Qi Mo has detected a sharp fluctuation in his heart, and his mood is suddenly unstable! 】

[Now broadcast the current strategy value: 75%]

[The host should be careful. When the power reaches 85 or more, Qi Mo’s emotions will no longer be broadcast. The host has to ask for blessings~]

[System, are you free?Why are you asking for more blessings? Are you secretly prodding and holding back something bad? 】

[Host, Qi Mo is a villain, please don't provoke him too much, the system here recommends that you use gentle strategies to satisfy his inner needs as much as possible, otherwise you will be at your own risk. 】

[...How could I agree now, in front of the cameras, not to mention that Qi Mo is a top-notch, when the love affair is made public, a series of public reactions and so on, these are all unknown, it may be against him My career has been affected, it is impossible for me to be so selfish and go instead for my own mission...]

[Secondly, Qi Mo's family is not the kind of ordinary family. It is not a very wise choice for each other to make public or enter a relationship rashly. I just look at it rationally. Why are you making sarcastic remarks there?Tell me honestly, do you have another dog? 】

[The host is slightly slightly~ If you don't listen or not, if you don't listen to the host's chanting, anyway, you will bear the consequences yourself, I don't care! 】

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The system tried everything possible to warn and vaccinate herself, which made Wen Qing feel a little uneasy.

But that anxiety was immediately dispelled.

Wen Qing looked down at the well-behaved, soft and sticky Qi Mo, feeling that the system was trying to trick him.

How could such a cute little angel be like what the system said?

The villains are all forced out, they are all stimulated by the original heroine and heroine, the current Qi Mo is just like a little angel, how could he be like that?
Wen Qing couldn't believe it.

But that night, she was... slapped in the face by her own thoughts at the time.

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That night.

The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight shrouded the earth, casting a faint white light, holy and mysterious.

The bright crescent moon hangs in the distant sky, with a cool temperature, vaguely covered by the thick clouds, it seems to be restrained, and it seems to be imprisoned by something.

In a manor that covers an area about the size of three football fields, in a room on the fifth floor, on a two-meter-wide bed, lay a peacefully sleeping girl.

The soft hair spread out, and the pretty face was lightly illuminated by the moon outside the window, just like that holy fairy. The petite person curled up slightly, frowning, as if he was not sleeping very peacefully in his sleep.

At this time, there was a figure standing beside the bed, condescendingly looking down at the girl lying beside the bed.

The expression in his eyes was shrouded in darkness, and it was dim and unclear. The straight back and thin figure revealed a sense of nobility and elegance.

Qi Mo:
I just want a title, but my wife won't give it to me!
Then I can only use my own means