Chapter Ninety-Two: Acting Impulsively
I want you to be able to have your own life and stop wasting time on me as an unworthy person?
Le Zhengyu echoed this sentence in his mind, and he only felt very ironic, he had done so much for Mo Qingwan, but in the end, it was considered a waste of time.
With red eyes, he looked up at her, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you really not going to give me a chance? Even once? I will definitely be able to make you very happy, very happy!"
He was already begging in a low voice.
In the face of his begging, Mo Qingwan was naturally uncomfortable, but she told herself that she couldn't be soft-hearted and couldn't break the thread, otherwise she would not be able to cut it clearly in the future, and it would be messy.
So she made her tone extremely cold: "I really can't help it, don't force me." ”
Her words, like a *, instantly ignited Le Zhengyu's suppressed anger.
Directly erupted, he glared at Mo Qingwan like a beast: "Reluctantly? It turns out that my kindness to you is all reluctant, and it is all a waste of time?"
A woman she once treated so disheartetly, in the end, she actually thought that she was forcing her and wasting her time?
Looking at her gorgeous and cold expression, Le Zhengyu felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, and he broke out directly.
"Le Zhengyu, what do you want to do, don't come here-hmm!" Mo Qingwan didn't expect him to be so excited, she originally came with the idea of having a good talk with him, and she didn't prepare anything for herself, so she was kissed directly by Le Zhengyu.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm!" Mo Qingwan struggled, but this man who was carried away by anger was really terrifying.
"Since you think so, then I will really force you once!" Le Zhengyu had lost his mind, and he directly controlled Mo Qingwan's struggle.
Holding a soft body, impulses and desires entered his head like this, and he was suddenly like a beast smelling blood, lowered his head and began to plunder uncontrollably.
"You let go of me!Le Zhengyu, you don't, don't!" Mo Qingwan shouted hoarsely, avoiding his touch, she felt disgusting, she felt uncomfortable, this disgusting and uncomfortable forced her tears.
But her angry shouts did not provoke a change of heart from Le Zhengyu, he lowered his head and kept asking for her.
He was almost obsessed, buried in the good things, kissing violently with a little piety and morbidity.
"Le Zhengyu, I hate you all my life!" Mo Qingwan was about to despair, she cried so much that her whole body was trembling.
Before the last step, Le Zhengyu finally couldn't help but tremble in his hands, and his strength to control Mo Qingwan was also loosened a lot, that is, taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Qingwan raised his palm and "snapped", and a slap was imprinted on his face.
The crisp slap was loud in this box.
That is, because of the loudness, Le Zhengyu's reason outside the clouds returned to his body, he began to wake up, and when he looked at his eyes red from crying, his clothes were messy, and his snow-white skin had traces of violence left by himself, he was stunned.
"I ...... I'm here, what are I doing......" He was like an amnesiac person, his face was white, he stretched out his hand to touch Mo Qingwan, wanted to comfort her, and wanted to tell her that he didn't mean to.
But Mo Qingwan stood up in an instant, dodging her touch, as if she was dodging the dirtiest stinky gutter.
"I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to. Le Zhengyu put down his hand, his eyes and face were full of remorse, "I don't know why I did this, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." ”
If Mo Qingwan still had expectations for him before he came, then now, after he almost beat herself, she is already desperate for this person.
Mo Qingwan cleaned himself up, and said with a cold expression like snow: "I will never forgive you!"
Dropping this sentence, afraid that Le Zhengyu would do something to himself, Mo Qingwan quickly rushed out of the box.
Le Zhengyu, who was sitting on the ground, looked at her back as she rushed out, with a very painful expression.
"Why can't you wash it, you can't wash it clean!" Mo Qingwan was so anxious that she was about to cry, it had been two hours since she went home, and she had been taking a bath, but she couldn't wash off the traces left by Le Zhengyu.
When she saw the marks on her body in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but feel sick and retched. The thing she regrets the most today is that she went out of the house to see Le Zhengyu.
An hour later, Mo Qingxuan finally came out of the bathroom, she cleaned herself up, and not long after she went downstairs, Mu Yunxuan came back from the company.
Mu Yunxuan looked at his watch, Mo Qingwan had already prepared the meal at this time, and the living room was still deserted at this time, he was surprised, he just wanted to go to the kitchen, when he saw a head poking his head out of the kitchen and said apologetically: "It's a little late today, you have to wait a little longer." ”
"It's fine. Mu Yunxuan generously said that it was nothing, but he didn't wait to take a closer look at his woman, but found that she went back and closed the kitchen door, making it clear that he would not let himself help.
But fortunately, Mo Qingjuan prepared the meal very quickly, and the two finished a warm dinner as always.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Mu Yunxuan volunteered to wash the dishes, clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and finally couldn't help but ask questions.
Mo Qingwan's body stiffened, and he pulled out a smile: "I just cut an onion, and I was smoked and cried." ”
"That's it," Mu Yunxuan thought for a while, tonight's dish did have scrambled eggs with onions, "Next time, I'll cut it, don't do it." He smiled warmly.
This smile made Mo Qingwan's heart warm and guilty.
After taking a bath, the two of them lay on the same bed, they were young people, they were easy to be impulsive, and they hadn't touched meat for a while, and the warm nephrite was in their arms, Mu Yunxuan naturally couldn't bear his heart.
"Hmm. He kissed Mo Qingwan.
The lips were close together, and a hot kiss ended, just when Mu Yunxuan wanted to take the next step, he was refused.
I saw Mo Qingwan slap away his hand that was making trouble on him, and said in a tired tone: "I'm a little tired today, will it be okay in a few days~"
She didn't want Mu Yunxuan to see the traces on her body at all, and she didn't want him to know that she was ugly, so in order to stop him, she pulled down her skin and coquettished herself.
As usual, Mu Yunxuan knew that she was tired, and she must have stopped without saying a word, but now that she was coquettish to herself, Mu Yunxuan couldn't stand it anymore.