Sorry, I can't love you

Dragging his tired body back to the rental room, Xia Liang took out the key from his bag.

When I opened the door and walked into the room, I saw a proud and cold figure on the sofa.

Without any psychological preparation, she was startled by the people who suddenly appeared in the room and almost collapsed on the ground.

She swallowed her saliva, stroked her heart, which was about to be scared of a heart attack, and walked slowly over.

"Why are you here?"

She asked cautiously.

The man on the sofa suddenly stood up and walked straight to her with a cold breath.

Xia Liang immediately panicked and stood in his place, looking at the man approaching with a big step.

The man took her hand, pulled it hard, and pulled her arm closer to himself. The tall figure shrouded her, and the cold breath wrapped her.

Tang Mo looked down at Xia Liang with a calm face. It was like the eyes of the stars were covered with a layer of cold ice. His face was filled with anger and said in a harsh voice: "I said you are not allowed to be with Ye Lin!"

The angry voice got into his ears and made Xia Liang shudder and close his eyes as if he were going to break through his eardrum.

What is this?

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and stared at the man in front of her sullen eyes.

"Tang Mo, you went too far! Who I am with has nothing to do with you. Take care of yourself and don't disappoint Xu Qiao! "

She roared. After drawing the picture of today's noon in her mind, a fire burst into her heart.

With that, even she was stunned.

This is the first time she spoke to Tang Mo in this tone.

The man's strength increased, and his hawk like eyes stared at her.

"Xia Liang, are you so cheap? Do you have to stick it on men? "

The man said word by word, but a short sentence went straight into her heart like a blunt knife. One after another, the atrium was instantly covered with thick rust, and the sense of suffocation swept through.

She bit her teeth and red her eyes.

Then he closed his eyes and blurted out, "yes! I'm so cheap! I just want to stick it on men! "

Her heart fell like a cold pool. She clenched her teeth and held back her tears.

After the words, the man was covered with dark clouds.

The next second, she quickly bent down in a wild and domineering posture, and her thin lips blocked her soft lips.

Her heart suddenly tightened and opened her eyes. In front of her was the face of a man magnified countless times.

The man's warm breath sprayed on her face, and the hot overbearing pried open her mouth. The cold breath came to her face. The mouth was a man's unique taste.

Her pupils dilated, and a tearful face flashed across her mind. Xu Qiao grabbed her mobile phone and called men again and again.

Then she stretched out her hand and pushed the man in front of her, trying to get rid of his shackles.

The man pulled her hand and clamped her hands tightly.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

She stared and struggled.

Then, with an effort, the man whispered and released her.

Her mouth was filled with a strong smell of rust. She frowned and looked at the man in front of her angrily.

Tang Mo's eyebrows were tightly twisted into a ball, and there was a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth.

His slender fingers wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the woman in front of him coldly.

This woman is crazy! Bit his mouth.

"I said, hello to Xu Qiao, let me go!"

Xia Liang's eyes were filled with tears, but he never said so firmly.

The man's calm face, cold eyes staring at her, and then a thick irony accumulated on his face.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "with you, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about conditions?"

He opened his mouth coldly and remained unmoved in the face of women's tears.

Xia Liangqi's body trembled. She clenched her fist and stared angrily at the man in front of her.

It turned out that she was only worthy of such contempt in the eyes of that man.

"What do I do to Xu Qiao? What does it have to do with you? But you, a stain on your body, want to climb the high branch and dream of turning a pheasant into a phoenix? Xia Liang, remember, you don't deserve it all your life! "

The man's voice was not loud, but words fell into her heart and pierced her like a needle, which frustrated her and paralyzed her powerlessly on the ground.

When Tang Mo finished, he turned and left, leaving Xia Liang curled up in the corner crying.

Not like this, not like this

She never wanted to climb any high branch. She just wanted to be able to spend every day.

This is very satisfied.

Why do this to her.

Tears blurred her vision and trickled down her fingers on the floor

Tang Mo was sitting in the car with one hand on the side of the window.

His eyes flickered in the dark night.

The appearance of a woman covering her face and crying constantly came to his mind.

The breeze blew and blew up a shred of hair in front of his forehead.

Why is that?

Why do you regret saying that? Why is this strange feeling suddenly surging up in my heart?

Is it uncomfortable?

the second day.

The man looked at the empty seat outside. It had been a morning and the woman had not appeared.

Tang Mo closed the document and walked out of the office.

"What about this man? Why didn't you see him coming to work? "

The cold voice rang out in the office. Everyone stopped the action on their hands, looked down Tang Mo's eyes and landed on Xia Liang's table.

The warehouse management manager hurried over. He bent slightly and helped the eyes on the bridge of his nose: "we can't contact Xia Liang, and we don't know what happened."

Tang Mo frowned.

Can't get in touch?

"No matter what method, inform her to come to the company."

Then he walked away coldly, leaving a proud and cold figure.

The manager wiped a sweat and shook his hands. He picked up the phone and called Xia Liang.

Without exception, it was transferred to the message box.

"Oh, my little ancestor, if I can't find you, I'll be finished."

The manager sighed anxiously when he heard the cold tone on the phone.

In the rental house, Xia Liang lay in bed with an antipyretic treasure on his head.

After Tang Moshi left last night, she fell asleep. When she woke up, she felt weak and couldn't work hard.

She left her cell phone aside. It's already dead and turned off.

"What time is it? I have to go to work."

Mumbling vaguely, she took her cell phone and found that it couldn't light up.

"There's no electricity."

When she hurriedly plugged her mobile phone into the charger, she struggled, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them.

She took off the antipyretic sticker on her forehead and touched her forehead. It was still too hot.

"Oh, no, please... Take a day off."

Vaguely opened the machine with a weak consciousness, but fainted at the moment of turning out the phone.