Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 113

When Nangong Jiyan returned home, Mo Xuan had already fallen asleep on the sofa with the camera in her arms, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, her face was peaceful, her thin arms were holding the camera and herself, curled up into a baby-like posture.

I really don't know how to take care of my own children, it's okay to be confused.

Frowning, he bent down and gently hugged Mo Xuan, and walked towards her bedroom.She murmured something in his arms, and then slipped into his arms again.

Seeing her like this, the smile on the corners of Ji Yan's mouth grew stronger, and the arms around her shrank a little bit.

As long as you are still in this world, I will always be by your side.


Putting her on the bed, he didn't dare to stay longer, so he turned off the light and quietly closed the door and walked out.Last time, he was at a loss as to what to do with the sudden strong desire he had.

Looking at her quiet face, he sighed slightly and closed the door.


Ji Yan was lying quietly on the huge bed, under the wall lamp, there was a slight sad expression on his face, and the originally sharp face became softer.

The phone rang suddenly, and when he pressed the answer button, Qin Ran's voice came over, "Today, Li Ao went to Miss Mo's shop and took Miss Mo out for a while, but nothing special happened. "

"I see. Thank you for your hard work." Ji Yan said in a deep voice.

After hanging up the phone, he still looked out the window.After all, she got up and went to Mo Xuan's room, and by the light of the wall lamp, she could see her beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

She was still breathing thinly and evenly.

Ji Yan gently helped her tuck up the quilt, got up and walked out.


In the 24-hour coffee shop, Li Ao was sitting by the window, watching the man walking towards him outside the window, under the cover of the night, the man's handsome appearance and outstanding temperament were still undimmed half point.

Not long after, Ji Yan sat down opposite him.

After flipping through the menu a few times, he handed it to the waiter, "Blue Mountain. Thank you."

After the waiter took the order to leave, he looked at Li Ao, and suddenly said surprisingly, "What is your purpose?"

This provocative question did not make Li Ao lose control, his brows did not move, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Nangong is really menacing. But, you seem to be worrying too much."

"Oh, is that so?" Ji Yan leaned back in the chair, clasping fingers. "Stay away from Mo Xuan."

"Forgive me." Li Ao chuckled lightly, "However, I want to remind you of one thing."

"What?" The gloomy expression once again occupied his face.

Li Ao smiled slightly, took a sip from the cup in front of him, and said in a low voice, "She doesn't fit in this circle. And you, I'm afraid there is no way to leave?"

This is true. As the young master of the Shadow Gate, Nangong Jiyan has offended too many people. Once the protective umbrella of the Shadow Gate is lost, people seeking revenge will follow one after another.

Falling into hell once, falling into hell forever, that's it.

Ji Yan fell silent, his fingers clenched even tighter.Watching Li Ao's expression darken.


"I never interfere with Mo Xuan's freedom." He said solemnly, "But if you make her cry, I will make you bleed; if you make her shed a drop of blood, I will kill you." The tone was flat , but it makes people feel shuddering.

Li Ao looked at his calm expression and the chill in his eyes, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Ah, I know."

"Excuse me." Nangong Jiyan stood up, walked out quickly, opened the door, and the cold air outside came oncoming.

Ji Yan took a deep breath, and it took a long time before he let go of the hand that was bulging with veins.


Li Ao looked at the back of Ji Yan leaving, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and there was a bloodthirsty emotion in his eyes that had never been seen before.

Nangong, what I want is not that woman's tears, but your tears.

Mo Xuan. Lara, if you want to blame, blame you for being his favorite woman.It is regarded as the only dead spot of Nangong Jiyan who has no feelings.I can't let go.


It was already three o'clock in the morning when Nangong Jiyan returned home.

She huddled under the blanket and remained motionless, still in the sleeping position before he left.The corners of the mouth were pursed tightly, and the eyebrows were slightly furrowed.Was it a bad dream?

Ji Yan sat down beside her, leaned against the head of the bed, looked down at Mo Xuan's face sideways.

He put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her closer.

Mo Xuan moved a few times to get used to the new posture, her brows furrowed more and more.Ji Yan relaxed her arms, and then her brows relaxed again.

The tip of her nose is filled with the fragrance of her hair.

But she was sleeping soundly and peacefully in his arms.


Another sleepless night.Or, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and all he could think about was the faint smile at the corner of Li Ao's mouth.

"I won't let anyone hurt you. Never." He said in a low voice, his voice firm.

With his eyes open until after five in the morning, he just got up, looked down at Mo Xuan, then bent down slightly, and kissed her hair.Then get up and go back to the study.

There were a lot of things to deal with, he stretched out his hands to hold the corners of his eyes, and sighed slightly, but he couldn't see the piles of numbers on the computer in front of him at this moment.

Has been busy until dawn.


Mo Xuan appeared at the door rubbing her eyes in sleepiness, her voice still tinged with sleepiness.

"Ji Yan, have you been up all this time?"

"Well, there are some things to be busy." Ji Yan nodded, looking at her lazy appearance, a doting smile appeared on the corner of her mouth unconsciously.

"Then you go to bed. I'll make breakfast today." Mo Xuan yawned, rubbed her eyes and walked away.

Behind him, Ji Yan looked at her figure and suddenly called her in a low voice, "Xuanxuan..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Mo Xuan stopped in her tracks and turned around with a puzzled look on her face.


Ji Yan stood up, got up and walked in front of Mo Xuan, stroked her soft hair, "Stay away from Li Ao."

"Huh?" She raised her eyes and looked at Ji Yan's eyes full of doubts, "Isn't he your friend? Why do you say that?" She looked innocent.

Ji Yan put his hands into his trouser pockets and leaned against the door. "It's not a friend, just an acquaintance." After a pause, he said in a low voice, "You have to learn to protect yourself, understand?"

"I know." Mo Xuan lowered her head and bit her lips tightly. "I just want to laugh a little more, cry a little more, and be myself a little more. I know what to do."

Ji Yan laughed, and lightly poked her forehead with his fingertips, his face full of pampering, "Grow up."

"You are old." She also laughed. "Let me cook. My cooking skills are good, right?" The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and his smile was warm.


(End of this chapter)