Love of a wealthy family: only favoring Cinderella

Chapter 87 A Strong Kiss in the Night Mo Mi seemed to be listening to every word she said on the phone, even every word, so she didn't answer his words, but turned her head slightly, and gave him a meaningful look. Then, when she on the other end of the phone had finished complaining, she said evilly into the phone, "Little cat, please listen clearly, I am your president, Mo Mi, Mo Boss."

Xia Cao was stunned for a moment, "Huh?!" Hearing his unique soft and charming voice, the hand holding the phone visibly trembled, she blinked her big eyes, and asked angrily in bewilderment, "How could it be you? "

"Why, can't it be me?" Mo Mi asked playfully at the other end, "I'm glad to hear the voice of the president, right? Huh?"

"Uh." She was angry, gritted her teeth and said, "You shouldn't be so self-righteous. I have resigned and I am no longer an employee of your Platinum Group. In my eyes and in my heart, you are not a president, but a man in a cloak." A wolf in leather."

"Yes." Mo Mi raised the corners of her mouth and admitted without hesitation, "I am a wolf in a beautiful human skin who wants to eat you, a little white rabbit."

"You... Uh..." She was speechless with anger, blinked, and suddenly ordered in a harsh voice: "Where's Ouyang Nuo? Give him the phone and ask him to answer the call."

Hearing these words, Mo Mi was stunned for a moment, his handsome eyebrows were faintly frowned, and he looked at Ouyang Nuo's face with a hint of concern, the corners of his mouth raised slightly angrily, and said coldly, "little cat, what are you doing?" I listen, you resigned, I am also your president, and your creditor, at any time, in any place, you have no right to order me to do anything, understand?"

"Hmph." Xia Cao snorted boldly, remained silent for a few seconds, and said disapprovingly: "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, I really don't want to hear your disgusting voice right now, please hand over my mobile phone to Ouyang Nuo, I'm going to speak to him on the phone."

"Uh...you, you..." Mo Mi got angry.You know, this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

"Miss, what did she say?" Ouyang Nuo asked in confusion when he saw his angry expression.

Mo Mi took a deep breath, gritted her teeth secretly, and after thinking about it, she handed him the phone, "Here, she wants to talk to you." After the voice fell, she stood up quickly, elongating her beautiful face, which was not elegant Going to the house... Xia Cao, I will not let you be so arrogant, you are not qualified to talk to me in such a tone, shit

"Hello." Ouyang Nuo held the phone and spoke a little nervously. "You and Mo Mi..."

"Why did you give him my mobile phone?" Xia Cao interrupted him angrily, her temper erupting like a volcano, "Isn't it enough for you to make harassing calls at my house in the middle of the night alone? I really can't do it I understand, how could we have such a boring crown prince like you in the Fog Empire? You..."

Strangely, Ouyang Nuo, who has always been eloquent, has nothing to say at this moment. He just listens to her voice that sounds pleasant even when he is angry. accepted.

"Is it their greatest pleasure to tease me? There are so many colorful women in the world, why do they come to provoke me, tease me, and torture me?" Xia Cao on the other end of the phone, the more she talked, the more excited she became, thinking of them The scene where I used to treat myself ruthlessly, every corner of my heart is full of darkness, full of unforgettable pain, my beautiful eyes are gradually misty, "You guys, what right do you have to treat me like this, and what right do you have to let me Are you sad? You guys have no such right..."

He listened carefully to her voice, which had some hoarse and sad changes, and the brows were faintly furrowed, "Cao, are you crying?"

"Don't call me that." Xia Cao reprimanded harshly.She minded him calling herself that, she minded so much, she shed tears silently, and couldn't help sniffing, "You never have the right to call me that. Whether I cry or not has nothing to do with you. I know, my tears , My injury, my pain, in your eyes, in your heart, is nothing. Hurting a person, to you... will always be irrelevant. "

He, once again, was dumb, "..." After a moment of silence, he looked at the window of her bedroom and said sincerely, "Let's meet."

Xia Cao sniffed again, thought for a while, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and nodded cheerfully, "Okay."

. . .

After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Nuo immediately walked towards her house.

Xia Cao would never let him enter her home, so she hung up the phone and walked out of the house, walking along the road in front of the house.

The road under our feet is actually not long, but under the night, its shadow is stretched very long, which inevitably makes people feel at a loss and feel lost.

A few minutes later, he and she, who had each walked half the distance, met on such a road with tenacious grass growing on both sides. , Under a big tree that looks particularly lush under the cover of night, standing opposite each other, looking at each other dimly.

"Give me the phone." Xia Cao looked at him, stretched out her hand, and spoke first. "The phone is mine, and you should have returned it to me a long time ago."

Picking up her mobile phone, seeing her, and returning it to her is of course a matter of course.

But I don't know why, Ouyang Nuo just didn't want to return it to her, but he just wanted to take this phone of hers as his own and carry it with him forever, so that, when he heard her words, he couldn't help it. He didn't move at all, just stared at her obsessively under the moonlight with a kind of blurred eyes that could not speak.

Faced with his indifference and unclear eyes, Xia Cao was nervous and annoyed. The little hand that was stretched out in front of him moved impatiently, and hurriedly urged, "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up!" Give me back the phone."

At this time, standing in front of her and looking at her, listening to her voice that she found pleasant no matter what, his improvisation, his fluent answers, all disappeared, and it seemed that he could no longer cope with it freely. After a few silences, he quietly opened He said, "Don't you have a mobile phone on you?" He remembered the scene when Li Xuanhao gave her the mobile phone under the tree that day, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said bitterly, "Give this mobile phone to me." , as a souvenir."

"I don't want it." Xia Cao refused without hesitation, with a pretty face, stretched stubbornly, "I'll say it again, give me the phone back."

Ouyang Nuo fell silent again, sighed secretly, thought about it quietly, and after a while, slowly took out the pink mobile phone in his trouser pocket.

Looking at his reluctant behavior, Xia Cao was quite anxious, aiming at the right moment, grabbed the phone, "Give it to me."

Seeing her short-lived cute movements, the corner of Ouyang Nuo's mouth miscalculated and smiled from the bottom of his heart, looked at her face closely, and jokingly said: "Grass, what you did just now makes you want to rob a robber." Yes, she listen.

Xia Cao frowned, "Uh..." Don't care about his saying that he looks like a robber, just care about the name he calls himself intimately, and stare at him with a hopeless look, "I said, your memory is Have you been eaten by a cat or a dog? I don’t want you to call me grass.”

"Oh." He suddenly realized, and smiled a rare self-deprecating smile, "I'm sorry, I... can't seem to remember, every time, I can't help calling you that."

Can't help it?

Hearing this word, Xia Cao really found it funny, looked at his more handsome face under the moonlight, and asked confusedly angrily: "When you and your two friends sent me to prison, you raped me in prison. Time, is it also uncontrollable?"

"..." Ouyang Nuo was dumbfounded.

In fact, when she narrated the cruel incident in a bloody way, he really wanted to say sorry to her sincerely, but he didn't have the courage to meet her long and sad eyes like smoke and rain. She said it, lest even if she said it, it would break her heart even more.

"The three of you are the most hateful people in the world. No matter how well-dressed you are, the three of you will always be sinners standing in front of me." Xia Cao opened the chatterbox and continued to accuse with grief and indignation, neither humble nor overbearing, "Especially you, you are not only ashamed of the position of the supreme judge who symbolizes fairness and justice, but also ashamed of the noble status of the crown prince."

Ouyang Nuo still had no words to explain, just staring at her intently, and faintly found that his proud and confident heart had gradually settled in front of her, and he was really afraid that he would never be dazzling in front of her .

Xia Cao was a little puzzled by his silence, and when she was a little dry, she stopped talking, looked at him bitterly, held on to her own pink mobile phone, and turned around like a rupture.

"I'll take you home." The second she turned around, he finally broke his inexplicable silence and said in a very gentlemanly manner.

Hearing this, Xia Cao paused, turned around, looked at his flawless and handsome facial features, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a clear sarcasm: "His Royal Highness, in front of me, you just Don't act like a gentleman, you and your two friends have such a dirty face, you and I know it well."

"Uh..." He sighed faintly, his deep and charming eyes blinked slightly with hints of sadness, he looked at her face closely, and asked sullenly, "You...do you really want to be so aggressive?"

"The aggressive one, is it me?" She asked back without admitting it, and those cruel images reappeared in her mind, the eyes were tearing off uncontrollably, and tears kept falling down the corners of her eyes in front of his face without any hesitation. "The aggressive ones are you and your two cronies. It was you who shut down the electricity in my world and filled the sky with snow. Every time I think of the abuse you have done to me, my heart hurts. You have to bleed. Have you reflected on these cruelties to me?"

"..." Ouyang Nuo was speechless again.

Looking at her tears, he would feel flustered, as if he didn't know what was permeating his heart, and felt that he needed the night to help him disguise.

His silence at this moment is the best for Xia Cao. He sniffs his nose, wipes away his tears, turns around and walks gracefully.

Seeing the back of her turning and leaving, Ouyang Nuo became anxious. He threw away his principle of making decisions before acting, strode forward, and with the power of diving, he hugged her tightly from behind, with deep self-confidence. Responsibility and apology said without hesitation: "Grass, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm really, really sorry, believe me, I... I'm already thinking about it."

Xia Cao's tears gushed out again, just when he hugged himself, said sorry to himself, and said that he was already reflecting.

At this time, she felt that the sorry words in his mouth were meaningless. Listening to it, her body and mind, which had been hurt, could never recover, and the tears that once flowed into rivers could never be taken back.After a few seconds of silence, he struggled to get up from his tightly hugged body, "Let me go..."

He shook his head without hesitation, the presiding judge's sanity was gone, and the Crown Prince Ouyang Nuo's sanity was also gone.At this very moment, he just wanted to hold her, not let her cry, remember her beautiful face, and spend every long night.

"Uh... let go..." Xia Cao was so angry that she shed tears and yelled hoarsely, "Ouyang Nuo, I'm sorry for what you said just now, is the reflection you just said just empty words? Let me go... ..."

He felt stuffy in his heart, "I...uh..." With a flash of reason, he held her hand, and then reluctantly let go.

Xia Cao was so angry that her chest heaved, "Uh." The moment he let go of his hand, he quickly turned around, hating him with a livid face, "Ouyang Nuo, I really want to slap you in the face."

On Ouyang Nuo's face, there was sadness that seemed to be nothing. He stared at her angry little face, raised his lips slightly, and said indifferently: "If you really think so, just do it."

"Okay." Xia Cao eagerly raised her hand immediately.

Ouyang Nuo didn't change his face, and looked at her with two charming eyes full of unknowing, vaguely affectionate, unblinking.

For some reason, seeing his inexplicably bewildered eyes, she actually softened her heart and couldn't let go of her hand. The hand that was raised high on the side of his face moved slightly, and finally hung hesitantly by her side.

"Why can't you let go?" He saw her let go of her hand, and asked gently, looking at her face with some unknown hope. "Why...you want to be soft-hearted towards me who hurt you?"

"Because... I don't care." She met his eyes and replied unscrupulously, "Hitting you will dirty my hands."

Hearing this, his heart immediately felt a little bit of uncomfortable pain, "Really? Hehe..." With a self-deprecating smile, he looked at her refined and moving face under the cooler moonlight at some time, and suddenly He hugged her, quickly lowered his head, and kissed her red lips full of endless temptation wildly and gently...

"Uh... um..." Xia Cao was extremely shocked, and soon, panic and helplessness surged, reminding her of the fact that she was ruthlessly violated by him, Mo Mi, and Jiang Han, crying and struggling desperately, "Uh... woo...uh..."

Ouyang Nuo continued to kiss her lips relentlessly, as well as the salty tears that fell from the corners of her mouth. The more she struggled, the firmer his arms became.

Not far away, there is also a big tree that looks lush in the night. Beside the trunk, there is a perfect white figure standing slightly eye-catching.

He, Mo Mi, seemed to be standing here when he hugged her, said sorry to her sincerely, and said he was thinking about it.