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Xia Zhian leaned back against the cold wall, and there was the face of Mo Qingchen. She only felt that her heartbeat was deafening. Could she be heard by Mo Qingchen?

A few hours ago, he accused himself of teasing him, but now it seems that the person who often teases is clearly Mo Qingchen!

Inexperienced Xia Zhian couldn't stand Mo Qingchen's attack. She closed her eyes and calmed her voice a little. She said, "Mr. Mo, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Pretending to be silly?" Mo Qingchen said. Xia Zhian's green and astringent reaction surprised him, so he took out more patience than usual.

Xia Zhian doesn't like this. Although she knows the huge gap between herself and Mo Qingchen, this person always teases endlessly. She's not made of stone. What if she really gets excited?

No, it's impossible between them. Xia Zhian said to herself in her heart.

"Mr. Mo, I'm just a little nanny. Don't do this." Xia Zhian refused. She pushed Mo Qingchen's shoulder and opened the distance between them.

"What?" Mo Qingchen asked. He was still tirelessly exuding male charm and didn't mean to converge.

Xia Zhian just wanted to raise her hand and surrender and said, "you're boring. It's late. You should rest. Bye."

With that, Xia Zhian wanted to slip away. Unfortunately, Mo Qingchen didn't intend to let her go.

Once again, she was caught and walked towards the bedroom with her arm. Xia Zhian struggled and only looked pale.

What does this man want? Do you really like her?

Mo Qingchen didn't speak. He pulled the man into the bedroom and asked him to lie in bed to make a human pillow.

Feeling the fiery embrace behind her, Xia Zhian felt a fire burning from her heart to her cheeks.

What's going on?

Did you really use her as a pillow?

Xia Zhian feels that her psychological construction is constantly being disintegrated. Sooner or later, she will be eaten by Mo Qingchen without bones. Playing this game requires capital. What qualifications does she have to play with people?

"Mr. Mo, if you lack a pillow, you can find Miss Sun." Xia Zhian whispered, in a tone of inferiority that she couldn't hear, "she should be very happy."

Do not want to, but after hearing the name, the man behind him unkindly blackened his face, and his good mood was affected for a moment.

"Don't mention her, I hate sun Mingzhu." Mo Qingchen said coldly, tightening his arms around Xia Zhian.

Mingming gave birth to two children together and said they hated it. Isn't it turning over after sleeping? Are men so righteous when they turn around and don't recognize people these days?

Although Xia Zhian doesn't like sun Mingzhu, women share a common hatred for slag men.

"You make complaints about it." Xia Zhian whispered Tucao.

Scum?

Mo Qingchen heard it. He sat up from bed very seriously. He didn't know why he cared so much about Xia Zhian's evaluation of him, but he just couldn't help but want to explain it clearly.

"It was Sun Mingzhu who played tricks at the beginning, and then he had years and candy. Isn't it normal for me to hate her?" Mo Qingchen said, with a trace of imperceptible grievance in his tone.

Calculated by sun Mingzhu, this can be called the black history of Mo Qingchen. He always felt very unhappy.

"Oh." Xia Zhian whispered.

It turned out to be so. No wonder the Mohists have recognized the identity of Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang, but they have never recognized sun Mingzhu. Although this will cause some gossip, it is really unrealistic for a person so proud of Mo Qingchen to accept a woman who has calculated himself.

Xia Zhian has always been puzzled about the relationship between Mo Qingchen and sun Mingzhu. This time, she finally solved her doubts, but her relationship with Mo Qingchen doesn't seem to be enough to talk about this private topic.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a time. Xia Zhian couldn't go away. She simply tried to abandon the complicated ideas in her heart and fell asleep early. She didn't want to get up with dark circles tomorrow!

Mo Qingchen, who was lying down again, didn't speak. After a long time, when Xia Zhian was about to fall asleep, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked coldly, "Xia Zhian, who is your first man?"

At the angle that Mo Qingchen couldn't see, Xia Zhian's face became pale for a moment.

This is an untouchable place in her heart, a wound that will never heal, and a secret she doesn't want Mo Qingchen to know.

"It has nothing to do with you." Xia Zhian endured a strange emotion and didn't want to be noticed.

"I told you all about me, but you wouldn't say it?" asked Mo Qingchen, with a faint threat in his voice.

Xia Zhi thinks this man is really childish.

"I didn't force you to say it." Xia Zhian resisted in a low voice.

"OK, if you don't want to say it, forget it."

Mo Qingchen is so talkative this time? It's not like him!

In Xia Zhian's surprise, I only heard Mo Qingchen continue: "however, I said my thing, but you didn't say yours. I lost everything."

"In that case, I have to make up for it from other aspects," announced Mo Qingchen.

Xia Zhian's heart was tight. She had to think more about the so-called other aspects. What are the indescribable aspects of * * *.

After these times, Xia Zhian can see that Mo Qingchen is a rogue sometimes. It's really not that ordinary people can resist him, especially when he's against him. He can do whatever he wants!

Thinking that her tofu had been eaten so many times, Xia Zhian chose to compromise in order to avoid the scene getting more out of control.

"I, I said!" Xia Zhian hurriedly said. She paused a little, and then continued, "in fact, I don't know who that person is."

I was glad Xia Zhian was finally willing to speak, but after hearing the next sentence, the smile on Mo Qingchen's face was completely stiff.

Xia Zhian's face was very ugly. Fortunately, the light was not turned on in the room. She was so embarrassed that she could at least hide under the shelter of darkness.

Because of this unpleasant conversation, the room was completely quiet.

"I don't know who that person is", what a simple nine words, but people have to think of the complex story behind it. I don't know what unbearable truth is hidden in it.

Mo Qingchen naturally thought that Xia Zhian had somehow lost the most precious thing as a girl without knowing it.

A feeling called heartache spread to my heart