Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Mo Qianxing ate some breakfast from Muyun all day, that is, in the morning. Up to now, his stomach is empty, but he has no appetite when sitting in a high-end western restaurant with Lin Yurou.

Lin Yurou sits opposite Mo Qian's punishment. Since she became pregnant, her appetite has increased greatly. Up to now, she has no vomiting reaction like others or can't eat. However, in front of Mo Qian's punishment, Lin Yurou always has to show weakness, which makes others feel distressed.

Mo Qianxing cuts the steak. The knife has cut through the steak and wiped it on the tableware. However, Mo Qianxing still moves his hand. His mind has wandered into the sky.

Seeing that Mo Qianxing was absent-minded, Lin Yurou secretly hated, "he ignored me again, all because of song ran!"

In fact, song ran doesn't know anything about the Mohist school. Every time, Lin Yurou forces the pot on her head, but she doesn't know anything.

"Modest punishment, modest punishment."

"Well, Yurou, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just look at you distracted, call you."

"Well. Yurou, I'm ready. How are you?"

"Well, I'm ready, too."

"Shall we go home or?"

"Are you in such a hurry to go back?" Lin Yurou said, covering her mouth and pretending to vomit.

"What's the matter?" although this was a worried question, it was still full of coldness from Mo Qianxing's mouth.

"It's been a long time since I got sick and couldn't eat. If you're in a hurry to go home, send me to XX dress first. Feifei is there. I want to talk to her."

Lin Yurou thought that after he installed pregnancy vomiting, Mo Qianxing could feel distressed and accompany himself for a while. As a result, Mo Qianxing replied faintly, "HMM."

Lin Yurou's spirit is not light, but he doesn't dare to show it on his face.

At lengfeifei's clothing store, Mo Qianxing stopped.

Before Lin Yurou got off the bus, Mo Qianxing said, "if you go back, just take a taxi or let lengfeifei take you back. I have something to deal with. I can't pick you up. I'm sorry."

Mo Qian's tone was plain, and he couldn't see the slightest apology in his look.

Lin Yurou held back her jealousy and anger, smiled and said yes.

As soon as Mo Qianxing drove away, Lin Yurou immediately changed her face, "I will let you pay for your indifference to me, Mo Qianxing!"

Mo Qianxing drove away, but Lin Yurou clenched her teeth and stamped her feet behind her.

Mo Qianxing always wondered whether he was too harsh on Song ran.

How can you prevent song ran from being too sad and make Lin Yurou feel that she hates song ran?

Since Song ran wants to keep Ping at her side all the time, she must protect her in a special way, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable once the old fox in Lin Lang city takes action.

He can no longer afford to lose song ran. It felt as if the plane had crashed at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the glass plate had broken, the flesh was hurt by the cold wind like a knife, and the chest was squeezed, as if it could not breathe air in the next second.

This painful feeling, Mo Qianxing didn't want to try again all his life.

After Mo Qianxing returned to the Mohist family, he went straight to song Ran's room.

Song ran doesn't close the door. Mo Qianxing is eager to see song Ran's thin back.

Song ran leans against the windowsill. The window is open. The cold winter wind in city a blows song Ran's long hair and beats it on the window, making a "whine" sound.

"What are you doing?" Mo Qian asked song ran.

Song ran seems surprised that Mo Qianxing appears here because he and Lin Yurou haven't been out for an hour.

"I'm in my own room. What else can I do?" Song ran said in a bad tone, which provoked Mo Qian's punishment.

"I mean, what are you thinking by the window? Isn't it too cold? Or do you want to be short-sighted? Would you please find a higher place? If you die thoroughly, I won't save you."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, I haven't lived enough. I haven't found out the people who broke down and died in my song family, and my song group. Do you think I'll watch it in the hands of a person with a different surname all the time?"

"Song ran, don't just try to be quick. I want to see how you find out your enemy and how you take back the song group!"

"Mr. Mo, please wait and see."

Mo Qianxing whispered, with a faint anger in his tone, "Song ran, listen to me. No matter who the song group is, you can only be mine! Do you hear me?"

Song ran was surprised that Mo Qianxing suddenly said such words. He had reached his throat and was blocked in his mouth by Mo Qianxing's lips.

Mo Qian's punishment gnawed at Song Ran's lips, like vent and punishment.

For a long time, Mo Qian Xing loosened song ran and gasped, "you can only be mine, you can only stay by my side, so I can better torture you, you know?"

Song ran pinned her head aside and snorted coldly.

Mo Qianxing pinches song Ran's chin and forces song ran to straighten her head, and the lip flap covers it accurately.

At the emotional place, Mo Qianxing holds up song Ran's body with both hands and throws song ran heavily into the bed.

Song ran resists and struggles with her hands. Mo Qianxing grabs song Ran's wrist and buckles it on the bed, and her lip moves down.

Others only think that a young and golden diamond king like Mo Qianxing should be a wine and meat in the pool all day, wandering around the flowers, but in fact, he clearly remembers that he only touched song ran.

Of course, apart from waking up three times in the morning to see Lin Yurou in his bed.

Whether it is the women who have tried their best to climb into his bed, pure, lovely and sexy, even if they have been dropped, they will resist to drive them out.

For a period of time, even many people who flattered Mo Qian thought that Mo Qian liked male sex and desperately sent men to Mo Qian's bed. Mo Qian drove them away with anger.

There are also outrageous rumors that when Mo Qianxing was young, he wandered among flowers and indulged in excessive lust. Now he has limited ability to drive others away.

Until Mo Qianxing announced his engagement to Lin Yurou, some rumors were broken. But after all, it has been circulating for a long time, and many people still think that Mo Qianxing is a prodigal son.

In fact, Mo Qian Xing didn't know that he was holding back on his beautiful women and beautiful men who ran to him all these years. He just had a kind of resistance to them in his heart, and he always had feelings that he couldn't control for song ran.

"Mo Qianxing, do you do the same to other women?" Song ran cried.

"How? How?" Mo Qian raised his eyebrows.

"So rude?"

"Song ran, other women are not as boring as you. They serve people better than you."

"Mr. Mo, why don't you find another woman?" Mo Qianxing was even more angry. He pinched song Ran's chin again. "Song ran, who do you think you are?" Mo Qianxing got up, walked out of the room and slammed the door.

Mo Qian Xing Songsong's tie and scolded "hit!"

Mo Qianxing and song ran are doing the most intimate things, but their hearts are far apart.