Forbidden love to the bone, president please let go

Hearing the other side's questioning voice, Xia Fuqing's heart leaps, subconsciously thinking that Ning zhezuan knows something about her and Mo tingjun.

Fortunately, she is also used to many big scenes, and her superb acting skills make her see no flaws on the surface.

Xia Fuqing stabilized his mind and replied, "I didn't do anything."

"Then why don't you talk?" Ning zhe Xuan asked with a gloomy face.

She looked at the man with some vigilance, thought about it and said, "my cell phone is broken."

Ning zheshuan reaches for her mobile phone and confirms the authenticity of her words, which can be regarded as completely dispelling doubts.

"So it is, MI Qing. I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." But in an instant, the evil breath of Ning zhezuan's body had gone away, and he laughed at her until the spring breeze brushed his face.

Xia Fuqing unconsciously stepped back, and the pain on her forehead still clearly reminded her of what the man had done just now.

Seeing that she showed a defensive look, Ning zhe Xuan's smile froze, and the gloom of her eyes surged up again, "what's your expression? I apologize to you. What else do you want? "

This person's face changes faster than turning a book.

Xia Fuqing is completely unpredictable. Before she has time to respond, Ning zhezuan, who is in the wheelchair, has picked up a crutch and waved to her

Solid wood crutches impolitely beat in her leg bend, severe pain let Xia Fuqing fall to the ground, without waiting for her to get up, one after another of the stick has fallen on her body.

"I apologize to you. How can you not accept it?" The man in the wheelchair had pity on his face, as if he was the one who suffered the most.

Xia Fuqing dodges his violence and feels a chill in her heart.

It is said that Ning zhezuan is gentle and elegant. Although he is half paralyzed, he has a good temper and is friendly in dealing with people.

How can't with now she in front of this cloudy and sunny abnormal pair up number.

By this time, she was able to understand the deep meaning in Mo tingjun's eyes when he left.

He knew it!

Mo tingjun already knew what she was going to face!

But he still forced her to marry

He is in pain. Ning zheshuan fights mercilessly every time. But when he thinks of what Mo tingjun has done, Xia Fuqing feels that the most painful thing is that.

"I accept I accept it Xia Fuqing protects her face and answers with trembling voice.

When the pain disappeared, Ning zhezuan finally stopped his behavior, threw his crutch aside, stretched out his hand to her, and said with a smile: "that's good. Get up, do you hurt me?"

Xia Fuqing's eyes fell on his outstretched hand. She was very resistant to contact with him, but she hesitated at the thought of his changeable mood, and she still reached for it and got up.

"You have to understand me. I really like you very much. I don't want to see your disgust towards me. Do you understand?" Ning zheshuan took her hand and gently stroked it like a treasure.

Crazy.

This is the first thought in Xia Fuqing's mind.

Then came the nausea in her stomach, but she soon pressed it down and said with a forced smile, "I see."

She knew that from the moment she entered Ning's home, she had no chance to go back.

Ning zhe Xuan's injury is not serious and he will be discharged the next day.

And Xia Fuqing also went out to go to the company.

At the moment near the company, a message came in on the mobile phone screen: come to the apartment.

Mo tingjun is the only one who can inform her so strongly.

The apartment he refers to is the place where the two people meet each time over the years, with high confidentiality.

Xia Fuqing smiles bitterly and makes the driver turn around.

Familiar into the apartment, the living room of the TV is playing entertainment news, Mo tingjun has been waiting for her.

"How did you hurt your forehead?" Mo tingjun raised his hand as if to touch it.

There was no trace of astonishment in his expression. It was more like waiting for her reaction than caring.

Xia Fuqing stepped back, dodged Mo tingjun's hand, and went straight to the topic: "I've listened to you and married Ning zhezuan. Has my brother's problem been solved?"

Mo tingjun was not annoyed at her dodge move. He gently lifted her hair, rubbed the wound on her forehead and said with a smile, "ah Qing, what I promised you didn't do?"

For so many years, Rao Shi knew that this man was dangerous, but it was undeniable that every time he called her ah Qing in such a gentle tone, even though she knew that the sea of fire was waiting for her, she was desperate to sink.

But now, it's time for her to wake up. There is no good result in self deception.

Xia Fuqing pursed her lips tightly, didn't turn her head, and forced herself to distance herself from him calmly. "Now that my brother's affairs have been solved, Mo tingjun, we will have nothing to do with each other in the future.""Irrelevant?" Mo tingjun suddenly seemed to hear a big joke. He put his hand around him and put him in his arms.

He raised his hand and gently picked her chin: "when I tried my best to send you to Ning's home, did I make you a rich lady?"

Xia Fuqing hated the feeling of being eaten to death by him, as if she had no choice but to comply.

"You let me go! Mo tingjun! I'm done with you, aren't I? You said that as long as I promise to marry Ning zhezuan, you will help my younger brother get out of the police station. I have done everything I promise you. Why can't we have nothing to do with each other? "

Xia Fuqing is really annoyed, her face rose red, struggling.

In the final analysis, it's still her brother who is not in a good mood. If he didn't get into trouble, her parents would not find her and let her lose her marriage.

In terms of strength, Xia Fuqing has never been able to defeat Mo tingjun.

The other side is still carefree and complacent, will her circle in the arms of death: "you move again, I can't guarantee will do something, let you well know whether we two can each other, no, phase, dry!"

Speaking of the last few words, his hands made a little effort to bring her to the front of the body, and the two bodies were tightly together.

Feel his hot body temperature, summer fine all over a stiff.

Mo tingjun's eyes flashed a little narrow, one hand wrapped her long hair, slowly said: "I want to find Ning's dark account book, ah Qing, can you help me?"