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Residual flour could be seen in her yellowish hair. I think she is a great Mohist daughter. How can there be flour in her hair?

Suddenly, Rong Jingge thought of the Liu Ji wonton sent by the courier on the pretext of the guard at the gate of the hospital.

Finally, Rong Jingge couldn't hold back. He squatted down and looked at the little woman closely. There was also some flour left on the wing of her nose.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched her face with his fingers.

Maybe his hands are too warm and her cheeks are too cold. Out of the human sense, she quickly grabbed Rong Jingge's hand, pressed it on her knee, and rubbed his hand with her face.

"Cold... So cold..." she murmured in a daze.

"Send her back to Mohism." Rong Jingge wanted to take back his hand and ordered the bodyguard behind him. But the little woman held his hand tightly, like a baby, and didn't want to let go of anything.

"I'm so cold..." when she was struggling, she was sitting on the ground, and now the whole person jumped into Rong Jingge's arms. "Ge... Don't leave me... What am I going to do? You won't be so ruthless to me... Ge... Woo..." she sobbed.

Although her voice was very small, she could hear all of them clearly.

As a man, he really goes too far for Mo Beiqing, a petite and helpless woman. For this, he won't deny it at all.

But... What else can he do?

At the beginning, the man who let him get close to Mo Beiqing was an old man. The man who made him unable to fall in love with Qin Yuxiao with men and women was also an old man. If he hadn't recovered his memory early, he might be tempted to pour the love between men and women directly into Qin Yuxiao.

But later, after a long time with Mo Beiqing, he didn't want to listen to the old man and continued to go on like Mo Beiqing.

Because I know it's impossible, why should I enter Mo Beiqing's body like a cancer and erode her bit by bit?

Rong Jingge hesitated for a moment, but still failed to ruthlessly push Mo Beiqing away. On the contrary, he picked her up and took her into his villa.

Mo Beiqing felt the temperature on each other's body, and the whole person stuck to it. His hands tightly hugged his neck, and his head rubbed gently on his chest.

"It's so cold..."

The rain splashed down. Although the bodyguards supported black umbrellas for them, water droplets could still splash on them.

When Rong Jingge took Mo Beiqing to the guest room, he ordered Xiao Ju to take a hot bath for Mo Beiqing. I waited outside on the balcony.

At this time, it was more than 5 a.m. and he was dealing with it all night. I can't help but look a little tired.

"Young master, I sent Miss Mo back to the bedroom." Xiaoju came out of the bedroom and reported respectfully.

"HMM." Ge answered from his throat. His eyes still fell on the yard, and the drops of rain kept falling.

Xiaoju didn't get rongjingge's other orders, so she withdrew herself.

I don't know how long it took Rong Jingge to turn around and leave the balcony, but when he passed the corridor of the guest room, he vaguely heard the sobbing voice of the little woman inside.

"Cold... How cold..."

Rong Jingge hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed open the open door. He saw the little woman lying in bed, falling asleep, but kept mumbling to herself.

He stepped into the guest room, walked to the big bed, and his deep eyes fell on the face of the little woman lying on the bed.

She frowned slightly, her face was covered with bean cold sweat, and her hand clutching the quilt had distinct bones, which gave people the feeling that she should be very painful at this time.

He stood still and looked at her quietly. He was full of dust in his heart. He didn't understand what it was. But he clearly realized that he didn't want to see Mo Beiqing like this.

Perhaps, from the beginning, he listened to the old man and deliberately approached Mo Beiqing, which was a mistake. If there is no beginning, there will be no current result.

Mo Beiqing's body lying in the quilt trembled more and more. Long yellowish hair, semi dry. Stuck to her face.

Out of an instinct, Rong Jingge's big hand slowly approached her cheek. When she sobbed again, he didn't go on.

"Ge......" Mo Beiqing suddenly grabs it, and just grabs it. Rong Jingge stops at her head. She held his hand in her arms and protected it like a treasure. "Ge... Please... Don't be so cold to me

I know... I'm not good enough. I have many shortcomings. I'm capricious... I'm full of big miss temper. I'm not good at thinking of others... But I really, really love you

Without you, i... I might not live... Ge... "

Mo Beiqing was like dreaming. In the dream, she cried heartbroken. Only in the dream did she have the courage to say these words in her heart.

"..." Rong Jingge listened to her words, his face looked quite calm, but abnormal waves surged in his heart.

"Since you don't love me, you don't like me... Then why, why did you provoke me

You said you were going out with me out of courtesy to ordinary friends. Is that really your truth?

I don't believe

We were on the snow mountain. In order to save me, we almost died in the snow. You kissed you... You didn't refuse. Where can ordinary friends have such intimate behavior

Ge... Please love me... Woo... "

Misty Mo Beiqing, in his dream, confides in his heart's sadness and pain.

Under the soft light of the guest room bedroom, the little woman lay on her side, with big tears falling silently along the corners of her eyes.

Tears just fell on Rong Jingge's bright arm held by Mo Beiqing.

"Everything is wrong, wrong start, right end. If I really hurt you, then... I can only be sorry.

Don't do anything for me, because... It's not worth it at all.

If I did something, you misunderstood me... I'm sorry... "

When Rong Jingge faced such a painful little woman, he opened his beautiful lips and said calmly.

He drew back his hand, which was tightly protected by Mo Beiqing. Then cover the quilt for her and get up to leave here.

When Rong Jingge came to the door, holding the door handle and preparing to close the door, his ears still echoed the sobs of the little woman lying in bed.

The pain is short. One day she will come out.

The shadow said he had changed. He was no longer the boss. Now he doesn't deserve to be a nightmare. If he really has feelings for a woman. Then he has completely changed.

Nightmares should be heartless, especially for the feelings between men and women. In his heart, there should be only purpose, no process. Even less sympathize with Mohist people.

Just two hours later, Mo Beiqing woke up from her lethargy. She looked at the strange ceiling above her head. Look around at everything in the bedroom.

She has never lived in this bedroom. Where is this?

"Cough..." she supported her body with her hands and sat up uncomfortable. He coughed uncontrollably because of discomfort in his throat.

"Miss Mo, are you awake?" Xiaoju came in from the outside with breakfast. Just saw her get up.

"Xiaoju..." Mo Beiqing looked at the girl and was a little surprised. Think about what happened last night.

She came to Rong Jingge's villa on foot, but she didn't let the people in the villa find out. Rong Jingge couldn't know her existence.

Xiaoju is here at this time, so this must be rongjingge's villa. How did she get in?

"How does Miss Mo feel? You have a slight fever. When you have breakfast, take this cold medicine." Xiaoju put the breakfast on the bedside cabinet.

"Xiaoju, was I held into the villa by your young master?" Mo Beiqing asked tentatively.