His gaze caught the shallowness, the darkness contained in it, and when he looked closely, he faded away from the sharp blades, and it was so calm that people couldn't see through it.

Rong Qian retracted her gaze, she grabbed the corner of the quilt and moved it in silence.

The stiff limbs didn't seem to be their own, and Mo Zun's meaning was very obvious, so she stayed here tonight.

She understands that he has the same character, but Rong Qian suddenly has a kind of thing, everything is back to square one, nothing has changed, nothing has happened...... The shadows that remain in the depths of memory are like a delusional nightmare.

Traceless!

The swelling of the chest is heavy and unignorant-

Rong Qian's eyes were silent, and she noticed him unfastening the expensive watch on his wrist, throwing it on the bedside table, and then unbuttoning the belt.

She panicked in vain, reached out and tugged on the quilt, and slept on her side.

She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, and the sound behind her seemed to be infinitely amplified by a microphone.

She pinched the quilt in her hand and was nervous for no reason, it was undeniable that every time she faced Mo Zun, she was afraid and frightened, maybe the memories left in the past were too deep, and she subconsciously remembered to restrain herself.

She can't see this man thoroughly, the only thing she can do is to protect herself.

But one protection was too weak, and she could easily have uncovered all the reinforced wall panels in front of him.

Rong Qian doesn't know what to do?

It's a sad and painful thing.

There was a slight chill behind him, and he lay down under the quilt.

She clenched her fists and tried to move to the side again, but before she could move, a large palm stretched out from her waist, and then with a force, her whole body crashed uncontrollably into the solid chest.

His thin lips landed on her ears, and his warm breath sprayed on her skin, slightly moist and itchy.

She wanted to dodge, but Mo Zun's hand net was covered on her chest, and she immediately didn't dare to move again.

"Rong Qian—" Mo Zun called her.

The low voice was hoarse, as if bursting out of her chest, the strange panic was uncontrollable, and Rong Qian was at a loss, she raised her hand to press the irregular palm on her chest, and her voice trembled almost inaudiblely: "Mo Zun, I'm injured......"

"I know. ”

The kiss fell shallowly on her ear, and with his breath, it was alarming.

Rong Qian turned her head sideways, she wanted to go to him and tell him seriously that she was not feeling well tonight...... Just as he turned, his index finger hooked her chin, and his thin lips covered it.

The long kiss went deep to deprive her of all breath, and Rong Qian reached out of the covers with a hand, clasping his wrist to pull it off her chin.

But she never could shake him in the slightest, the air in her chest was plundered by him, and the cold around her quietly faded, burning hot.

She clearly felt the change in him, maybe there was a lack of oxygen in her chest, and while she struggled to struggle, Mo Zun let go of her.

His breathing intensified, and his lips were only a little shallow away, pressed against the corners of her lips.

He closed his eyes, Rong Qian didn't dare to open them, she even held her breath and didn't dare to move.

After a few tens of seconds, he finally staggered, opened his eyes, and crashed into the dark eyes that seemed to drown her inside.

The darkness is like a deep night sky, dotted with stars, and it is not deep, and it is impossible for people to peek into the depths.

Rong Qian was frightened and only shouted in a low voice, "Mo Zun......"

He got up, let go of her in vain, lay down and turned off the light casually, he didn't move her, but he didn't let her go, his hoarse voice was depressed, "Sleep." ”

Where did Rong Qian dare to sleep? His change was so obvious, if she didn't feel it clearly, she might have breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him for letting her go.

But at this moment, she was lying stiff in his arms, and he could fall down at any moment.

The night was silent, the winter weather was only a howling cold wind, and the bare ginkgo branches outside the window were blown like ghosts.

Rong Qian kept his eyes open and quietly looked above the dark ceiling until his breath was quiet and long.

She dared to relax slowly.

The tense nerves fell to the ground, and the feeling of sleepiness hit overwhelmingly.

When I slept until the third watch in the middle of the night, I was suddenly woken up by Mo Zun.

Rong Qian's misty eyes widened, looking at the man standing by the bed in only his pajamas, she muttered, "What's wrong?"

"Get up and eat something, and come back at night without anything in your mouth, and you can sleep?" he said in a clear voice, uncovering her quilt, getting her up, and putting on her pajamas himself.

She slept in a daze, and the room was dimly lit, and her brain was not awake, so she did whatever Mo Zun said.

The warm sweet porridge was fed to her mouth, and she opened her mouth sluggishly to eat.

Maybe she was frightened, plus she had just been discharged from the hospital, and her collapsed body had not recovered, she was extremely sleepy, and she was tossed like this, and she was not fully awake.

She was still dreaming in her mind, in the dream she was eating, someone was feeding her, and when she opened her eyes with a slit in her eyes, Mo Zhen was sitting on the edge of her bed.

The look was gentle that she had never seen before, and he also told her to eat before going to sleep, and asked her if she had taken her medicine on time today, she couldn't remember how she answered?

The day in Nanjiang is the most troublesome, it is already foggy, and yesterday afternoon I finally looked forward to some sun, and this morning I woke up, and there were snowflakes outside.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window door, snowflakes flew all over the sky, and Rong Qian looked at it in a daze for a while before she sat up.

It only took a moment to remember that she was in the master bedroom, and the picture of last night came to mind, and she really didn't expect Mo Zun to let her go in the end......

This is not his style at all, but in fact he did it, she didn't dare to think that he was feeling sorry for her, she should have taken care of it, right? After all, she was indeed injured and frightened by such a fall at the banquet last night——!

The master bedroom didn't have her clothes, so Rong Qian could only wrap herself in the quilt and get out of bed and go back to her bedroom, and when she opened the door and left the master bedroom, she somehow thought of the picture of her eating.

It's supposed to be a dream, right?

She wasn't sure.

When Rong Qian changed her clothes and returned to the master bedroom to clean up the room, when she saw the Yu Ji box on the bedside table, her heart suddenly jumped hard.

The door behind him was opened from the outside, and when he turned around, he saw Mo Zun, who was buttoning his sleeves, open the door and come in.

He wore a thin dark gray shirt and hand-cut trousers straight and slender, and he seemed to be fully dressed and about to leave.

When he came in and saw Rong Qianzai, he walked directly to the bed, picked up the watch from the bedside table and put it on, and explained to her, "Go downstairs and wait for me in the dining room, I have something to tell you." ”

Rong Qian's heart was a little uneasy, she wanted to ask him something, but looking at his cold and hard face, there was no exit in the end.

She only cleaned up the bed casually, picked up the garbage bag on the cupboard, and was about to throw it into the trash can, when the phone rang urgently.

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