Sorry, I can't love you

Xia Liang was a little anxious. She turned her head and asked the driver, "what's the matter? There's not enough money?"

But the driver's brother looked left and right. Finally, he said helplessly, "the car is out of gas. I have to refuel. Beauty, I can't help you now. Why don't I call my peers to pick you up?"

"What trouble! No. "

The distraught Xia Liang gets off the bus immediately.

Suddenly, she saw a figure in a red coat in front, very similar to Xia Bingqing's body. As soon as her eyes lit up, she rushed up immediately.

"Mom!"

After shouting, she dragged the man over, but found that the man was not Xia Bingqing at all, but a man with a similar figure.

"You call me?" The voice of a rough mine sounded, and then his eyes looked at her up and down restlessly.

I thought she was a strange woman who looked like Xia Bingqing. Xia Liang found that the other party was actually a man.

When Xia Liang took a closer look, she found that the other party was a tramp. Her sloppy appearance made her shiver.

The man's red coat, a pair of baggy trousers, and his hair, which he hasn't cut for a long time, are cluttered on his shoulders. Through the night, his back looks very much like a middle-aged woman.

Xia Liang hurriedly shook his head: "no, no, I recognize the wrong person."

But when the tramp heard that, somehow, he grinned strangely. His yellow teeth looked obscene and disgusting in the light.

He suddenly approached, smiled at Xia Liang and said, "beauty, did you lose your way when you ran to this wild place alone? Do you want me to help you?"

The strange tone and his obscene smile inexplicably frightened Xia Liang.

She immediately stepped back warily, but accidentally stepped into the ditch and sprained her foot.

"Ah..." she frowned with pain.

When the tramp saw it, he came closer to her: "ah, be careful, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad man."

"Don't come here! Stop! "

Xia Liang was a little flustered. She stood on tiptoe and retreated back, but every step she took, there was a sharp pain in her ankle, which made her tense.

Seeing her panic, the tramp glanced around, then turned around and put on a look of color Mimi, rubbed his hands close to her and held out his hand at her: "what are you afraid of, sister, there's no one here, you see you're hurt..."

The whole person's nerves tightened, and Xia Liang clenched her fist. At ordinary times, she was still sure that she could deal with the weak tramp, but now her foot was hurt, and she hurt badly with a little force. Even for the thin man in front of her, she still had no bottom in her heart.

Seeing the tramp getting closer, she could even smell the sour smell on him.

Instinctively, she closed her eyes, but heard a groan. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Tang Mo standing in front of her, surrounded by a tramp whose hands were still struggling and groaning.

There was a trace of joy in my heart, and my eyes suddenly cleared up.

"Pain... Pain... Release me..." the tramp looked painful and begged for mercy in front of him.

"Get out of here!"

With a roar, he pushed the tramp far away.

The tramp disappeared before his eyes in an instant.

Xia Liang was delighted. He calmed down his anger at Tang Mo's time. He was about to speak, but he turned around and said, "aren't you very rude to me at that time? How can you be so weak to a tramp who has no strength to bind chickens? "

With some teasing, his voice burst into his ears.

At the beginning, she broke and dislocated his hand mercilessly.

Xia Liang's face sank in an instant. When he saw him at this juncture, Xia Liang was still very happy, but when he listened to his words, his anger inexplicably surged up and grew bigger and bigger.

She pouted: "then why did you help me! Get out of the way! "

Gave him a push and she limped aside.

When Tang Mo's lips were hooked, the evil spirit smiled and followed up.

"Don't follow me, go away!"

She staggered forward and shouted at Tang Mo with a calm face, full of displeasure.

"If I hadn't followed you, you would have been melted just now!" He said slowly. He stopped and looked at the figure of the girl who was still stubbornly moving forward. He shrugged and looked ruffian: "well, I'll go back. It's night again. I don't think I can get a taxi. Then take good care of yourself."

Then he put in his pocket and turned back.

Xia Liang stopped.

She quickly raised her eyes and looked around. There were wild grass as high as her waist. The cold wind blew. It was dark and terrible. The taxi just disappeared.

She shivered and her heart sank.

That's right. What if there's a pervert?

She turned around and dragged her legs back. She was angry, like a fried cat.

When she hit Tang Mo's shoulder, she whispered angrily and said to him, "get out of the way!"

Then stagger forward.

But suddenly Tang Mo stretched out his hand and pulled her hard. She stumbled into his arms. Before she could react, the whole person had been held up by Tang mo.

"Ah... You let go of me!"

She struggled, her face full of resentment.

When Tang Mo saw the man still tossing in his arms, he suddenly loosened his hand and wanted to throw Xia Liang out of his arms: "then I really let go!"

"Ah... Ah..."

Suddenly surprised, worried that he would really throw himself away, she immediately stretched out her hand and circled Tang Mo's neck.

When she heard a chuckle on her head, she reacted and was teased by Tang Mo again.

With a straight face, she pinched Tang Moshi's arm and said angrily, "Why are you such a scoundrel? You weren't like this before! "

"You weren't like this before!"

The man immediately refuted her and pressed back her unspoken words.

The way she used to be submissive to him was very different from what she is now.

"You... I tell you I'm still angry with you." Xia Liang pouted, pinned his head aside and didn't look at Tang Mo's face.

He walked to the car and whispered over her head, "people have been looking for this place. How can Xia Bingqing come and wait for the news?"

There was a rare tenderness in his tone.

Somehow, Xia Liang's heart set off an indescribable palpitation, as if he had been clenched by someone, almost suffocating.

She turned her head and didn't answer.

Along the way, when Xia Liang ignored Tang Mo, he stared out of the window and saw that everyone who felt like Xia Bingqing had to stop to have a look.

It was late at night when I finally got home.

Xia Liang, sitting on the co pilot, was so tired that she tilted her head to sleep. She narrowed her eyes and added charm to her cold facial features in the night.

When Tang Mo untied his seat belt, he turned and looked at Xia Liang.

The messy shoulder length short hair was brushed behind her ears, revealing her white and smooth neck. A gust of wind blew away some of her hair.

His broken hair brushed on her face. He frowned uncomfortably when he saw Xia Liang.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Liang's broken hair behind his ears, but he woke her up.

She moved her eyelids, opened her eyes, wiped the saliva at the corner of her mouth, and said vaguely, "where is this place? I haven't found anyone yet. How did she come back?"

Frowning, she turned and asked.

"It's late. I'll look for it tomorrow. Besides, your foot injury hasn't been dealt with yet." Tang Mo spoke slowly.

I only thought of finding Xia Bingqing's Xia Liang quickly. Where can I take care of my injury, I raised my head and said, "I'm fine, you see." Then she raised her feet and shook in front of Tang Mo, but accidentally touched the injury, suddenly frowned and took a breath.

"Still dead?" Tang Mo said coldly, then got out of the car, picked her up and walked towards the house.