Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 514 She doesn't want the kind of love trampled into the mud

"However, Mo Linfeng, you are indeed much worse than Ji Liunian!"

She paused, looking at the man's handsome face that had never changed for thousands of years, she raised the corners of her lips and said, "Since Mr. Mo is unwilling to give it away, I have no choice but to leave by myself."

Xia Zhishui is the kind of woman who does what she says, she has her own pride and freedom in her bones, she can love someone desperately, she can be humble, but there is a bottom line.

Her dignity is there, she doesn't want that kind of love trampled into the mud.

Even if you want it, it will hurt your heart!
Ten minutes later, Xia Zhishui left the Mo's mansion.

When she came, she was in a hurry, when she left, she didn't even drink her saliva, she just left as she came.

However, this trip is not in vain for her, after all, she has gained a friend who is not bad.

Xia Zhishui got into a taxi and sent a text message to An Qiyue.

Just a few words: I'm back in the imperial capital, when you come back, find me!

An Qiyue was still in a state of numbness at that time, and when she saw the text message, it was already past eleven o'clock at night.

During this period, Mo Linfeng came up once.

He just delivered the food, and after putting it down, he glanced at her and left without saying anything.

An Qiyue's legs were curled up, and her feet were sore and numb. If she moved a little, she felt like being eaten by ants on the hot pot, which was very uncomfortable.

She raised her hand and pinched her feet. After getting used to it for a while, she picked up her phone and dialed Xia Zhishui's number.

Official voice prompt, the other party's mobile phone is turned off!
She secretly thought that Xia Zhishui should be on the plane right now.

As for her leaving so suddenly, An Qiyue was unexpected.

She originally thought that with Xia Zhishui's temperament, as long as she believed in something, it would take a while before she gave up.

The strange way of walking now must have something to do with Mo Linfeng.

An Qiyue bit her finger, thinking that this wooden brother was enough.

Xia Zhishui was a surprisingly good match for him, no matter in terms of her background or her appearance.

On the contrary, that Miss Su Ming, who is full of coquettishness, is not suitable to be Mrs. Mo. A woman who can be a woman is not suitable to be a wife, and a man will be tired.

An Qiyue felt psychologically that if Mo Linfeng married Xia Zhishui, he must be the happier one.

Steady and powerful footsteps came from the stairs, An Qiyue pricked up her ears vigilantly, and put her phone on the coffee table in front of her.

She kept the same appearance as when Ji Liunian left, with her head down and her knees buried.

Her hair was like a mass of thick ink, covering her small face impenetrably, making her look too thin and lonely from a distance.

As the man approached, an evil, cold and ferocious breath quickly flowed in the air. This breath was wrapped in a strong smell of blood, forcing An Qiyue to raise her head.

Her eye sockets were still as hollow as when he left, which made the man's heart tighten for a while.

An Qiyue stared at the man's sharp ink eyebrows for a while, then her eyes fell on the collar of his white shirt, and she stopped.

The bright red blood is like wild roses blooming on the branches in summer, coquettish and dazzling.

A thick dark fire gathered in her eyes, and she raised her hand nervously to touch the man's neckline.

After she checked the man from top to bottom and confirmed again and again that the blood on his body was not his, she relaxed her nerves.

She withdrew her hand from the man's body, looked at the man's handsome face with sparkling eyes, and said with a dark smile: "You beat him? You beat him badly. The blood on this body is all his? "

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