President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 49
He was not in a hurry, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "You can think about it for a week and slowly consider whether you should accompany me yourself or send her to my bed."

After he left, Sun Nushu's legs gave way and he fell to the ground, his body still shaking uncontrollably.

Thinking of that night a month ago, tears welled up in her eyes.

She had a gastroenteritis attack. After studying in the evening, she went to the school doctor's office alone and met Tang Junshen, who was working the night shift.

He frowned and said that her gastroenteritis was very serious and she needed a drip to rest overnight in the school infirmary. A drip was given in the room.

later······
She closed her eyes, breathing heavily and brokenly.

I don't know what kind of sleeping aids were in the intravenous drip. When she woke up, Tang Junshen was taking off her clothes. Her mouth was covered and she couldn't scream for help.

On that dark and stormy night, the most precious thing was taken away from her.

The beast also took photos and threatened her. If she dared to tell anyone, those photos would be posted on the school forum.

Moreover, he also asked her to go to him every Friday night...
She originally thought that there would be no end to these dark days, but now, he had found his next target.

Wen Hua······
She covered her chest, feeling extremely confused.

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school clinic.

As soon as Xi Mo reached the corner, he heard two people chatting happily in the lounge.

"I sent you to the school hospital yesterday, but I didn't expect that I would come in today." Wen Hua laughed at herself.

Shen Mu peeled an orange for her and said, "You too, you are too weak to run and still resist, so you should lie down and have a good rest for the whole afternoon."

"I was careless," Wen Hua stuffed an orange into his mouth, "I also said to bring you food, this time I asked my roommates to deliver it myself, and I asked them to bring it for you."

"Then thank you to the kind-hearted classmate Wen."

"Good talk, good talk."

Outside the door, Xi Mo stood against the wall for a while, Mo Tong was cold.

After a long while, he curled his lips and left.

After resting all afternoon, Wen Hua went to class for evening classes, but her deskmate was nowhere to be seen.

I guess he must be in a bad mood. He is always in a bad mood and is too lazy to come to class.

In the evening, Wen Hua received a call from Lao Wen. He was actually coming to Lucheng on a business trip and would stay for a week.

You can go out to see him then.

She felt much better because she could see her father.

The next day, she went to the school doctor's office to take Shen Mu back to the classroom. When she passed the administration building, she was clearly seen by Xi Mo on the third floor.

Because of the pain during her menstrual period, sitting in the classroom was too uncomfortable, so she simply picked up English words and went outside for a walk.

Somehow I ended up near the administration building.

She looked up at the green mountains and red walls in front of her, and walked into the quiet garden behind the administration building.

From a distance, I saw a young man wearing a cool white shirt leaning against the tree. His back was slender, but he had an indescribable indifference and dejection.

There was a slight sound of footsteps on the grass. He heard the sound and turned his head to face the intruder.

Wen Hua saw clearly this time, he was actually smoking!

This was the first time she knew he smoked.

After thinking about it, she pretended to be calm and walked over, looking up at him slightly.

"Smoking is not allowed in school."

The boy's complexion was cold and pale, his quiet eyes stared at her, and the scarlet on his fingertips never faded.

Seeing that he had returned to the unruly indifference of last semester, Wen Hua licked the corners of his mouth, thinking about it, and said, "Smoking is not good for your health, and it's also unsightly to look at... Are you in a bad mood?"

Xi Mo took a deep breath of cigarette in his mouth, and suddenly took a step forward and pulled her close to the tree. His thin lips were slightly opened, and the choking smoke ring fell into her face.

Smoke filled his nose, Wen Hua couldn't help coughing, and her eyes were filled with mist.

He just looked at her condescendingly and said in a hoarse tone, "Do you think you have no heart or do you have too much heart?"

Not understanding what his sudden words meant, she looked straight at the indifferent person.

"Do you have to be gentle and gentle to everyone? Are you tired?"

Wen Hua felt that the sense of danger in the person in front of her had returned. He grabbed her hand behind her and pressed it against the tree. She twisted her body and said, "Let me go first. The bark of the tree is so rough that my arms feel uncomfortable." "

"Take it." Xi Mo said coldly, lifted the man's chin, and threatened slowly, "Stay away from Shen Mu from now on, and don't say a word to him."

"What happened to Shen Mu and me?"

"Don't agree?" He stared at her bright red lips with black eyes, and moved his handsome face closer.

Looking at the enlarged handsome face in front of her, Wen Hua's heart beat wildly and she turned her head away.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "Xi Mo, don't be like this..."

The moment she turned away, Xi Mo's eyes darkened, and the words he spoke seemed to pop out of his chest.

"Didn't you already kiss me the first time you met me? Why are you pretending to be just a scared little girl now?" He passed his thumb across her delicate lips, his pupils darkened, "Have you ever kissed anyone else here, huh? Have you kissed me?" Shen Mu?"

"Xi Mo!" Her gentle eyes finally turned a little angry, "Let me go!"

"Aren't you angry and yelling?" He lazily lifted his lips, "I thought you only had one expression."

He let her go and added unhurriedly, "This is the first warning. Stay away from that person named Shen. If I find you getting close again, you can look forward to what I will do next time."

Wen Hua was free, picked up her English book and ran away.

Xi Mo looked at her fleeing back, and the interest in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a deeper ambiguity.

He leaned against the tree, held his forehead, and took another dull drag on his cigarette.

He didn't think deeply about it before, and he didn't want to think about whether he really liked her.

All I can say is that he doesn't resent being with her, and sometimes even finds it interesting.

Like it, the word was never a superficial verbal validation to him.

He has to take time to verify whether that feeling is mixed with novelty and cover-up on the spur of the moment, no rush.

But when he saw Shen Mu bending down to kiss her that day in the library, he couldn't react to the instant anger in his heart, and the furious impulse was uncontrollable.

That's why she lost control of her emotions when she was protecting Shen Mu.

As if to confirm his state of mind, the scene in his dream that night was also terrifying. The first time he dreamed about her, it was that kind of erotic scene.

No matter how calm he was, it took him a long time to return to normal when he woke up.

So when she greeted him early the next morning, he didn't dare to look directly at her, and simply kept his face stiff to hide his unnatural expression.

And just now, it was not his intention to scare her like that.

He exhaled irritably, feeling as if he was becoming clumsy.

Obviously he likes her, but he wants her to bow her head and beg for peace, because he can't see her getting close to other boys.

He couldn't think of any better way than to pretend to scare her.

But seeing the anger in her dark eyes, he felt that what he did was wrong.

It's a real headache.

Why couldn't she kindly agree to him not to associate with Shen Mu, couldn't she see who caused his emotions?
He didn't even dare to think about whether she liked Shen Mu, so he didn't tell her what Shen Mu did that day. If she liked it, everything he did before would become a joke.

At the right time, he thought about what happened to the faint displeasure in his heart when he saw Fu Ming confess his love to her, and why he was so angry when he misunderstood that she was close to the money-lord.

If you really look into it carefully, everything is traceable.

(End of this chapter)