Evil CEO's Deep Love

Mu Yao said the shelter is the small western style house of her family.

It's uninhabited all the year round and has not been cleaned for a long time. Everything is dirty and has accumulated a layer of dust. She came here with selfishness: she was more familiar with the whole house and the surrounding terrain than Qi Mo, and she would abandon it even more if she ran away. She said honestly, "it's dirty."

"No one lives here." Mu Yao, unhappy to remind, face unhappy to go to the second floor, "if you don't mind, I'll go back to the room to deal with the wound, you can find a place to sit here."

She left Qi Mo and went up to the second floor.

Her room is the same as before. When the dust cloth is lifted, the short bed is very clean and warm. She remembered that there was a medicine box under the bed. After a long time, she didn't know if she could use it? But the gauze inside can at least help.

In spite of the pain, Mu Yao bandaged up the scratch on the palm of his hand. Before he had time to clean it up, the sound of footsteps came from behind, making a "squeak" sound on the wooden floor. Qi Mo follows in and sits down on her little bed

"What are you doing?" Looking at him sitting on his own bed with all his dirty clothes, Mu Yao was displeased and angry on the spot, "get up!"

"Why don't you bandage me first, rather than such a trivial matter?" Qi Mo is not moved. He ignores Mu Yao's anger. Instead, he takes off his coat and rolls up his sleeve to let her see the injury on her arm -

it's a long and thin piece of glass, one of which is still inserted in the muscle, showing only a small tip.

On the surface, it seems that his wound is not big and there is not much blood, so she has never found

Compared with his, the cut on the palm of her hand is really a "small wound".

"Why didn't you say that earlier?" Mu Yao frowned and didn't sneer at him any more. He just stood beside him and said, "this I won't do it She is not a doctor. How can she deal with such a professional wound?

"Just pull out the glass and hold it tight before the blood splashes."

Qi Mo gave a light guidance.

However, Mu Yao's face became whiter and whiter Before the blood splashes?

"Or I'll pull it myself, and you press it with the gauze." Qi Mo raised her eyes and gave her a look at the gauze strip she held in her hand. Then she looked down at her arm and said in a helpless voice, "I can't bind it with one hand."

"Wait! But... " Mu Yao hesitated. Before he could say the word "is", he saw that Qi Mo had grasped a corner of the glass, suddenly lifted it up and pulled out a piece of bloody glass. At the same time, the blood from the wound gushed out in an instant

Mu Yao's heart was shocked. He just had time to scream. He jumped on it without thinking about it, and pressed the wound tightly with gauze.

His blood was in a mess -

on his own clothes, bed, gauze, her body

Mu Yao's brain is blank, she only knows to cover the wound, the only consciousness in her heart has been repeating: crazy, crazy! The world is crazy!

She had never experienced such blood and shock. Seeing the blood, she seemed to see all the pessimism in an instant, including the death she had seen, the wedding of her cousin, and the burning of Jiang Yue

She really doesn't have such a strong mental endurance.

So that -

when she helped Qi Mo to wrap up the wound and tie the last knot, her whole body collapsed on the ground and couldn't help crying. Nothing to do with any emotion, she just at this moment, suddenly seems to cry!

"Hiss..." Qi Mo put down his sleeve with cool air, and his forehead was already in a cold sweat. He murmured in silence, "now it's me who should cry, right?"

He seems to be the one who is in pain at the scene.

Well, she is a girl after all

"Well, don't cry?" Qi Mo sighed, and could only squat down to keep level with her. He patted her clumsily on the shoulder to comfort her. He felt that she was like a child, a child who had just been bullied.

So he can only be an adult and coax such a child -

"good boy, it's OK." After a pause, he tentatively stretched out his arm in accordance with the usual way of coaxing the child, "give me a hug?"

As soon as his arm was around her back, before he touched her back, Mu Yao suddenly regained his mind and yelled at Qi Mo angrily: "go away! Don't touch me. Wai "

she got up from the ground in frustration and wiped her tears with her sleeves. She stood far away from Qi Mo, full of rejection.

And Qi Mo is still squatting in the same place -

to be honest, he is a little confused by Mu Yao. Who knows if she looks pathetic in the first second, and then she switches to fierce anger in the second? Her attitude changed so much that he couldn't adapt to Laiyi all of a sudden.

He squatted and hesitated for several seconds, then slowly moved back and wanted to sit on the bed again. But before he touched her bed this time, she suddenly burst out again: "don't sit on my bed! You're filthy! "

“……” Qi Mo a shock, the body is really stiff in mid air.He was used to the threat of gunfire. At this time, he looked at her, speechless, and really wanted to say to her: "can you directly shoot the threat? My heart can't bear such a startling burst of words. "

"Well, your bed, your bed." He walked away a few steps and suddenly turned around. He looked at her a little more. "You always are like this So... "

He tried to weigh the words, half a day to suppress the description of her: "so moody?"

Although I don't know why, he can't hate her little temper?

However, theoretically,

"I suddenly feel that..." Qi Mo thoughtfully hooked the corner of his lips, light evaluation, "Li Beichen's taste, also very strange!"

With a sneer, he went out to make a phone call, and he had to deploy the whole response plan.

After taking a few deep breaths in the room, Mu Yao faintly calms down her out of control emotion - she has never experienced such blood and urgency, which is completely like the stimulation of another world She's scared!

Li Beichen, is he really the same kind of person as Qi Mo?

No!

How is that possible?

She kept denying the truth in her heart, forced herself to calm down, pushed open the door and went out: anyway, she had to leave here first! She is not sure whether Li Beichen belongs to "good" or "evil", but she can at least be sure that Qi Mo is "evil"!

While his "captivity" was still free, she had to leave before dark.

***

push out the door and you can hear Qi Mo on the phone.

His voice was dignified, and his body was pacing back and forth in the living room. It seems that his situation is not optimistic. She can still hear him say "as soon as possible" and "if necessary, don't leave alive" Or something.

Mu Yao frowned, forced down his disgust and disdain, pretended to know nothing and went downstairs, passing by his side.

"Where are you going?" He took the phone away a little and asked coldly.

Mu Yao didn't lift his head. He replied angrily, "toilet."

Then, regardless of his reaction, she quickly ran into the toilet behind the stairs and slammed the door. Through the wooden door, she could hear him pause for a few seconds, then continue to talk on the phone

Fortunately, he had no doubt.

Mu Yao breathed a sigh of relief and began his escape plan -

this toilet is the smallest in the family. It's located behind the stairs and it's inconvenient to ventilate, so my father installed a small window in the back to ventilate. She remembered that outside the window was the backyard, and she could run to the road by bypassing the Sijiqing fence.

Sure enough, it's still her territory. It's easier to escape. Mu Yao took a deep breath, stepped on the water tank of the toilet and climbed up to the window

***

she thinks it should be easy to escape this time. After all, this is her place, and Qi Mo has no doubt outside.

But -

when she was climbing on the window and was about to jump down, a cold voice came from the corner: "where are you going to go to the toilet?"

He walked out of the dark with a smile and a radian of interest in the corner of his mouth, enjoying her embarrassment in the window. He can only say that her brain may be smart, but her acting skills are pure zero.

She just ran to the toilet in a hurry, her eyes dodged from beginning to end, and she didn't dare to look at him. It was very different from the way she just stared at him fiercely This thought of running away is too obvious! If he can't observe, his IQ will be negative!

"How could you..." Mu Yao's body shape is not from a stiff, the facial expression instantly complex changed several kinds, "you are clearly outside to call!"

"It's over." Qi Mo shrugged his shoulders, walked forward a few steps, looked up and asked her, "do you want to jump down or go back?"

He looked down and estimated the height of the window - about two meters.

"If you jump, please help yourself." He moved back a step, reserved enough space and distance for her, "my arm can't pick you up for the time being, if you jump and hurt something Well, I can't run away. "

"You Mu Yao bit his teeth and finally went back

The next time became more difficult.

Because of the abortive "escape" that had not been carried out this time, Qi Mo's requirement of taking care of her became obviously higher, and she was required to stay in the field of vision, almost without leaving. Mu Yao sat on the sofa and didn't speak, while Qi Mo was playing with his gun.

"Still thinking about how to escape?" After a while, he made a lazy voice and gave her a look.

Mu Yao glared at him and didn't speak.

Qi Mo didn't care about her attitude and sneered: "it's a coincidence that I'm also thinking about how not to let you run away. I don't want you to disturb my plan. Well, I've come up with two ways to make a compromise, which can relieve us of our worries for the time being. Do you want to choose one? ""You release people, I don't call the police." Mu Yao speaks directly.

This proposal almost made Qi Mo laugh. He shook his head quietly, and suddenly slapped his gun on the table -

the metal gun material collided with the glass table, making a big noise. Mu Yao was surprised, and sat up straight reflexively. He just heard Qi Mo say his first choice slowly.

"I hurt your leg for a while." Seeing that her face turned white, Qi Mo thought about it, comforted and added, "don't worry, the gunshot wound won't hurt very much, I have the discretion, I won't make you disabled. But you can't run. "

"No!" Mu Yao recoiled reflexively, his face turned white, "if you shoot, there will always be people outside to hear the news, then even if I don't call the police, others will call the police, you can't escape!"

"But if you want to run, what should you do?" Qi Mo leans over and seems to be asking seriously. She is scared enough before she slowly throws out her second choice -

"there is another way. I won't hurt you, but I can make you obedient."