Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

He made a few kisses on his arm!

Although there is a big gap between men and women in strength, if women make a strong struggle, men will be very inconvenient.

He picked up her eyebrows, turned her body over, pointed at him, hooked her chin, lifted her face full of tears, and said with a low smile, "if you don't obey me, I'll let someone dig Lu Yan's grave. Don't force me to destroy the last place where you remember the past."

This lunatic.

The last place?

This word passed in Yi Qiao's mind. Although she felt strange, she didn't pay special attention to it.

After all, in this case, her mind is confused!

I can't help myself.

"Mo Beiting, I don't like this way..."

He looked her in the eyes.

Dark, wet, red around the eyes, like a great grievance.

Mo Beiting quickly avoided it and replied casually, "what do you like?"

Her voice grew thick and she was lifted up by him.

What do you like?

This question, Yi Qiao has no chance to answer, has been thoroughly convinced by him.

Yi Joe was stunned.

The man is also neatly dressed in a suit, and her strength can't hurt him at all.

The strong smell of men filled the room.

Yi Qiao's nerve taut to the extreme, tearful eyes hazy looking at him, bite lips: "Mo Beiting, you bastard."

"Well."

Mo Beiting answered vaguely, then raised her face from her neck, coldly hooked her lips, "my wife and I, how can we be bastards?"

Yi Joe has never been so miserable.

Even though he was occasionally rude before, she was not exhausted by today's love affair, and the whole person was desperate to faint in the next second.

The man buckled his belt and leaned over to touch her cheek.

The wound on the lip has scabbed, but it still looks swollen and bloody.

The tears on Yi Qiao's face had dried up. Mo Beiting had never seen her cry like this before. Her eyes were swollen.

She closed her eyes, the whole person in addition to breathing, basically can not feel any breath fluctuations.

Even when he reached out to touch her face, she didn't move!

Mo Beiting's eyes flashed some heartache. He bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the brow. He helped her arrange the quilt and went out of the room.

Yi Qiao pursed her lips, drew herself into the quilt and wrapped herself up like a cicada pupa.

Mo Beiting went to the master bedroom next door and got a suit of clothes. Yi Qiao didn't like to sleep naked.

Open the door again.

Yi Qiao whole person all retracted quilt inside, even the head all didn't expose outside.

The quilt is moving, she is crying.

Mo Beiting frowned and suppressed his anger: "Yiqiao."

Yi Qiao ignored him, but the radian of the quilt was gone. Mo Beiting stood by the bed for a while, reached out and took Yi Qiao out of the quilt.

"Are you going to suffocate yourself?"

Yi Joe closed his eyes and his face was like ashes.

He dressed her and mocked: "if you are a chaste woman, you should guard the tombstone all your life and not get married. You should not be married and lie like a dead body."

He thought that Yi Qiao's frigidity was due to Lu Yan!

Yi Joe turned his face aside and ignored him.

Mo Beiting gave her a cold look, put her on the bed and went out.

I didn't come back at all this time.

After a while, sister Rong came up and looked at Yiqiao wrapped in quilt, "madam, would you like to sit on the sofa first? I'll make the bed for you to sleep again. It's not comfortable to sleep like this."

The quilt is thin and small on the sofa. It's a bit cold in this weather.

"Get out."

"Ma'am, this is what my husband ordered. He asked me to take the medicine for you. If you don't wipe it before you go to bed, you won't feel any pain when you wake up."

They just had so much noise that the whole villa probably knew what they had just done.

Yi Qiao shakes her head.

Her voice is hoarse. She has a sore throat and doesn't want to speak.

Elder sister Rong advised: "madam, Mr. Chen cares about you very much. He was going to bring it up in person, but I'm afraid you'll see that he's in a bad mood and let me bring it up."

"I don't want to. Go down. I want to sleep."

"Then I'll bring you a quilt."

Yi Qiao knows that Mo Beiting must have given elder sister Rong a death order before she left. She doesn't agree. She must be standing here chattering all the time.