The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 40 Let her go to the bedroom?
Mo Qing's three-dimensional facial features were magnified in her eyes, and those deep black pupils were like a magnetic field. She could only feel an indescribable burning sensation from Mo Qing's hand on the back of her head. After receiving an electric shock, she trembled layer by layer, almost scalding her reason.

"I want you to guard the door, not me." Mo Qing grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the fish tank behind, his eyes slightly stained with dissatisfaction.

Leng Yan changed from the nympho state to the loyal dog state, with both hands sticking to his sides respectfully, standing upright, "I will take good care of Mo Zhai, and I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Mo Qing walked towards the second floor, and said coldly that he was standing next to his luggage, a little at a loss, so he heard Mo Qing calmly say, "Put the luggage in the bedroom first."

bedroom?Although she has been to this place many times, she has only been to one bedroom in the huge Mo house, and that is the place where Mo Qing often "murders" her.There are also two rooms, which are locked all year round. According to Mrs. Li, Mo Qing never gets cleaned, which is very weird.

Mo Qing asked her to go to the bedroom?Is it possible...

"No, no!" She thought about it, and refused directly. When she said it, Mo Qing's cold gaze hit her, leaving her nowhere to hide, and she immediately covered her mouth.

"...or you can choose to live in the room with the gate, where Uncle Chen lived." Mo Qing stepped on the stairs, and was about to disappear from Leng Yan's sight. Leng Yan's heart was in a panic for some reason , dragging his luggage, his voice trembling, "I... I'd better go to the bedroom!"

Follow Mo Qing into the bedroom—this room she has been to many times, the light yellow curtains, pure white sheets, quilts, and the fragrance floating in the air, it seems to be spotless, but it used to be unclean transaction.

Leng Yan's hand holding the luggage rack trembled faintly, and the scenes of the past appeared in front of his eyes like a slide show.

Every time, she would silently comfort herself in her heart: soon...it will end soon..."

But now, she came again, and she took the initiative to find her. Even if... Mo Qing wants to do something to her, he deserves it!
She resigned to her fate, and said coldly that she thought so, and Mo Qing said lightly, "Clean up, and then come in."

Leng Yan rummaged through his home clothes, turned and walked out of the room.

The warm water in the porcelain white bathtub soaked her body, which had been injured countless times. She closed her eyes, raised her head, and let the tears flow back into her heart.

The water vapor evaporated little by little, obliterating her in a cloud-like scene.She seemed to be in a fairy dream she had when she was a child. In the dream, the fairy held a magic wand and turned her into a princess.

However, she understands that she is neither a princess nor a Cinderella, she does not have the innate fate of a princess, nor the acquired luck of Cinderella.

The loose home clothes, the plain and colorless face in the mirror, this unaesthetic image gave Leng Yan a little sense of security.She who was planning to continue procrastinating, but when she thought of asking Mo Qing now, she put away her little thoughts, clenched her hands tightly, and cheered herself up.

But when she walked into the bedroom, Mo Qing disappeared. The wardrobe in front of the big bed was slightly open. She opened it and saw that her clothes were hung neatly and in an orderly manner.

Mo Qing did all this?She couldn't believe it, when did this guy become so meticulous?

She poked her head, just about to check Mo Qing's movements, when there was a sound of footsteps in the study next door, she retracted her head in fright, and closed the bedroom door directly.

(End of this chapter)