A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 1425 Sorry, I Can't Control Myself

"You, what did you say!"

An Xin's beautiful eyes opened like walnuts in shock, and she subconsciously caressed her belly with her fingers.

Ah, no wonder I have been throwing up mountains and seas these days, and I still like to eat sweet and sour.

It turned out that there was a little brother's baby in her stomach.

The current Mo Qingchen was obviously burned out and lost his mind.

He pressed An Xin's shoulder with one hand, and began to tear her clothes with the other.

An Xin's face in front of her was flushed red, and there were still tears in her eyes.

Like a panicked little beast with nowhere to escape.

Such cowardly peace of mind aroused Mo Qingchen's deepest desire to conquer as a man.

"Don't worry, I'm hot. I'm so hot, can you help me?"

Mo Qingchen's knuckle-boned hand firmly grasped her collar, subconsciously about to reach in.

"Do not--"

An Xin lowered her head and bit his wrist, propped one hand against the wall, and tried her best to escape.

But as soon as she ran to the dining table, Mo Qingchen wobbled after her.

He grabbed her arm with his backhand, preventing her from running away.

An Xin was so anxious now that it was like frying her internal organs in oil, she reached out her hand casually to find a bowl, and knocked it on the table vigorously.

The porcelain bowl shattered with a "click", and she picked up the fragments of the porcelain bowl with dangling hands and pointed it at Mo Qingchen. Her frail body trembled like a slender grass swaying in the wind.

"Master Mo, calm down. Don't come over, don't come over, otherwise, otherwise I..."

Mo Qingchen was a little lost, and subconsciously froze in place, but quickly took two steps forward.

Sweaty hands rested on the table, and her arms locked her in a circle.

He was so close to her, and the warm breath spread to her skin, with slight danger.

His voice was a little hoarse due to being suppressed for so long.

"Are you going to hurt me? Don't worry."

An Xin's heart trembled suddenly, the young master Mo in front of him seemed to be a different person, like a wounded and angry lion.

But the eyes are surprisingly pure, like a trickle of water flowing in the black crystal eyes.

Such a clear gaze made her heart stop suddenly, and she couldn't do anything at all.

At the moment when she was stagnant, there was a sound of "Zi la--", and a large piece of her shirt had been torn off by Mo Qingchen.

"Ah——" An Xin felt a chill down her neck.

Her heart was also chilled, she gritted her teeth, and pointed the fragments of the bowl directly at her wrist.

"Master Mo, you are my benefactor, I will not hurt you!"

Tears welled up like a spring, and An Xin's long eyelashes seemed to be condensed with fine pearls.

The shards of the porcelain bowl in his hand cut off his wrist without hesitation.

Streaks of bright blood seeped out from her fair skin, so gorgeous and shocking.

"Relax! You stop, stop!"

The blood on An Xin's hand was like a bucket of ice water poured over, which made Mo Qingchen, who was suffering from the medicine, shudder.

The dark pupils regained clarity in an instant, but he couldn't suppress the medicine in his body after all.

The burning flames gradually faded.

"You, don't hurt yourself."

Panting heavily, Mo Qingchen reached out to take off his shirt.

An Xin saw that he took off his shirt, and panicked even more, the shards of the porcelain bowl continued to cut a little deeper.

Blood splashed out and dripped onto Mo Qingchen's skin, making his heart tremble like scalding water.

"I'm sorry, An Xin, I can't control myself."

(End of this chapter)