The businesswoman of the poor family is reborn

Chapter 133 Love and Hate Blend (2)
After thinking about it, he called Su Wenli.Although the man spoke and acted badly, he didn't treat her very badly. It took only a few seconds for the other end to connect.

"I told you not to leave, but I refused. Why, are you lonely at night? Do you want me to accompany you?"

Hearing this voice full of wickedness at first, the corners of Mo Xiaoqian's eyes still couldn't help twitching violently, and she paused for a while before suppressing the churning thoughts. "Find me a lawyer and detective."

Su Wenli seemed to be in a daze, and after a while, he answered with a tentative joking tone: "Is something really serious?"

"My house was visited by thieves." Mo Xiaoqian said lightly, and after she finished speaking, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she sneered, "With your poor skills, you still dare to show off your power everywhere, it's really shameful, you should hurry up and deal with the aftermath, so as to save yourself a lot of trouble .” Before he could respond, he hung up the phone.

Because she knew that now he must be absolutely angry at the fact that his professional skills were being challenged, and she also knew that he must not be able to resist.And as long as he makes a move, there is nothing difficult that cannot be solved.

Opening the door, the strong smell of alcohol poured over the head and face, making people nauseous.Carefully stepping over the wine bottles rolling all over the floor, I finally found the drunk curled up in a ball of mud in the corner of the kitchen.An Xiaoke's delicate face was filled with a bit of distress, and he knelt down and snatched the wine bottle from the man's hand, and said softly, "Don't drink it, it will hurt your body."

"Xiao Ke!" After the wine bottle was robbed, the man slowly raised his head, and looked at her in a daze with his small, drunken eyes. Holding her small face, she breathed out a strong smell of alcohol, and there was a bit of unconcealable joy in her voice, "You came back, have... have you, have you borrowed money?"

An Xiaoke's originally pale face turned even paler. Under the light, it was as bloodless as a puddle of flour. She didn't dare to meet his hopeful eyes holding the last straw, she turned her head slightly, and her voice choked up. . "No."

The man's hand hangs down weakly, like a fallen leaf flying away from the despair of a branch, he looks up at the ceiling for a long time, and murmurs: "No? Let me go, definitely not!"

"Jun Nan, don't be like this. I will definitely find a way to collect money so that they won't hurt you! You make me so sad." An Xiaoke hugged the man's head, with tears flickering in her drooping eyes, "Just Be strong for me, okay? We won't end..."

"Why not!" The man suddenly became furious, pushed her away, raised his left hand high, his eyes filled with alcohol mist were stained with manic blood red, "See, one a day, it's broken! They said, If you can’t hand it over the day after tomorrow, you will die!”

An Xiaoke looked at the left hand with three broken fingers, complaining and anger intertwined in her heart, closed her eyes and said bitterly: "It's too much!" He stared at the man for a while, angrily saying, "You always say that you will change, but you will always change." It means that it will change, why do you still want to gamble and smoke? When will you go back to the right path and be a man with your head held high! Isn’t it good to leave these things? Look at how you have been tortured. !"

Zuo Junnan is good at everything, but loves to gamble and smoke, but ordinary people say that once he gets involved in one of these two things, he will be close to eternal doom!
"What do women know, I still use you to teach me!" Zuo Junnan was annoyed, struggling to stand up suddenly, slapped her hard, grabbed her long hair and wrestled, punched and kicked, as if to vent Pour out all the grievances in your heart, "You have always known what kind of person I am. If you look down on me like this, why should you be with me! What, you have a bad face outside, and you like someone else? Let me tell you, except Lao Tzu, you can't like anyone!"

"Zuo Junnan, you are crazy! Let me go!"

"Zuo Junnan, you drunkard, drunkard, gambler, if you have the ability, you can break into the sky, what's the use of beating me, coward!"

Of course, An Xiaoke would not let others beat her, and fought hard.It's just the natural gap in physical strength between men and women. How can she, a woman who hasn't even lifted rice, have the ability to break through miracles?In the end, he had no choice but to cover his face to minimize the damage, and the falling fists and feet sounded like hitting his heart, resentment, grievance and anger, but only turned into tears and fell violently.

Nearly half an hour later, Zuo Junnan was finally tired from playing. The alcohol was fully exerted through exercise, and the unstoppable tiredness flooded in. He no longer cared about An Xiaoke, and retracted his hands to the side and fell asleep against the foot of the wall.

Loud snoring sounded throughout the room, and An Xiaoke dared to raise his head, looking at the man who had been sleeping soundly like a dead pig, with complex and resentful eyes alternately, clenched his fists, bit his lower lip, and sucked lightly.

It's been too long, and she seems to have no memory of how they met at the beginning, and then the irresistible infatuation.Infatuation, is it infatuation, or maybe it is not just infatuation, but also a deep love.I love his facial features, his smell, his temper, and everything about him.

Maybe it was because her mother controlled her so tightly that she couldn't help but want to escape and let go of herself.So at a glance, I can never forget it, and I can no longer control the fall of my heart, but finally, that conceited and sunny smile is still filled with ruffian and hostility. As time goes by, the bad nature is revealed little by little like a let go scroll , until there is no half cover.

She still doesn't understand how to like him.But she just liked it, and then got used to it. When she inadvertently opened the corner of her heart, she realized that the feeling had already penetrated into the corner and fused into the bone marrow, becoming a strong attachment and habit.Habit is a bad thing, so gradually, I become greedy, unable to do without his tenderness and his envelopment.

Even after knowing all his temperament.To be cute is to love, there is no reason, just like now, no matter how much she hates and resents her, she still has no thought of giving up on him.

He is her life.

Time passed like running water in the blink of an eye, I don't know how long it had passed, Zuo Junnan, who was in a muddy sleep, was in a hurry to urinate, stood up from the corner and staggered to the bathroom.An Xiaoke wiped away the tears from her face, struggled to stand up, her muscles and bones ached, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and she dared not look in the mirror.

"Xiao Ke, what's wrong with you?" After Zuo Junnan came out of the bathroom, he went to sleep in the room in a daze. Stretched out his hand to touch her, "Why did you hurt so badly?"

The cold hand touched the wound on the face, which was sensitive and painful.An Xiaoke froze, turned her face to the side, and said lightly, "It's okay, go to sleep." This was not the first time she had encountered this kind of injury, the pain all over her body reminded her of the violence of this man, how could she Soften up?
Feeling her resistance, Zuo Junnan's body froze, and the expression on his face seemed to be more or less awake.Staring at An Xiaoke's face for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hug her, lowered his head bitterly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I must have messed around again after being drunk, and I'm in a bad mood recently. Call me back, I was wrong, don't leave me!"

(End of this chapter)