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Even if He Zhengxiao is angry, he is very peaceful. Polite, slow and methodical, the undercurrent in the night-like eyes must be experienced very carefully to get a glimpse of one or two.

It's just that the air around is a little colder in vain, as if the coldest temperature of winter has been ushered in in advance.

Qiao Weihuan couldn't help it, her whole body trembled, and her face became more and more pale.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's painful. The stiff hands and feet were difficult to move, and the ice slag inside condensed inch by inch, freezing every skin that was painful.

The most despicable thing in my life is to treat feelings as a sharp weapon. Now that she has done it, she has to use this knife to stab another feeling, and she has to stab it hard enough. The sharp tip had sunk deep into her skin before it could be aligned.

The strength on his shoulders became heavier, and Qiao Weihuan came to his senses.

Mosilin has been swept up and has no way out. Or that she has not chosen for a long time, since she gave up her persistence and chose to divorce.

We know that this choice is wrong, but what is right?

Qiao Weihuan asked expressionlessly, "Why are you here?" ”

He Zhengxiao stopped, about half a meter in front of her, and his deep and unfathomable gaze was only on her.

"I'm here to take you home." He Zhengxiao took her hand out of her pocket and held it in the palm of her hand, "Leng still don't know how to get back to the car quickly?" ”

From beginning to end, he didn't take Mo Xilin in his eyes and the hand on Qiao Weihuan's shoulder.

But Uncle Zhong next to the car was awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to speak at all, and the men in suits next to him didn't dare to come out.

Mo Xilin hugged Qiao Weihuan openly, or in front of He Zhengxiao.

It's not a pill, it's already over.

"I'll be back to the apartment in a while, and I can't go back with you."

Qiao Weihuan was very calm, moving his blue lips: "You go back first." ”

She didn't explain what was going on with Mo Xilin now, and He Zhengxiao didn't need her to explain.

The indescribable tacit understanding made them suddenly open up the moment their eyes met, and they knew each other.

He Zhengxiao's long fingers slowly unbuttoned the coat on her body, and a low voice floated in, "Obedient, follow me home." ”

Qiao Weihuan reached out with cold fingers, grabbed He Zhengxiao's cuffs, and the tanzanite cufflinks that her palm touched made her entire palm hot and painful.

I said...... I'm not going back. ”

He Zhengxiao was unhurried and continued to untie the buttons that were in the way, "It doesn't matter what you said." ”

Mo Xilin frowned, stepped back with greater force, took Qiao Weihuan back a few steps, avoided He Zhengxiao's movements, and said in a deep voice: "She said she wouldn't go back." ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't expect Mo Xilin's movements, and was unexpectedly taken crookedly, and was half-hugged into his arms.

The gaze on the side face did not take away, and it was pressed down heavily.

"Huanhuan."

She heard He Zhengxiao ask her in a joyful and angry way: "Do you have to use this shoddy way?" ”

It's very inferior, but it's useful.

Qiao Weihuan opened his eyes and walked out with Mo Xilin's strength. I caught a glimpse of the men in suits outside who were already moving their steps, apparently preparing to stop people.

However, in the end, it was the moment He Zhengxiao staggered by, and without warning, he crossed his arm and quickly clasped Mo Xilin's shoulder.

Mo Xilin had already expected He Zhengxiao's movements, and turned sideways to block it, and in the next second, the collar of his shirt was pulled by the man. The storm swept under Mo Xilin's eyes, and countless thoughts dissipated one after another, and he directly raised his hand and waved his fist.

He Zhengxiao's movements were incredibly fast, and his arm opened Mo Xilin's fist. Like a sturdy panther, he broke through the cold air and punched Moxilin on the right side of his face.

All this happened too suddenly, and when Qiao Weihuan reacted, Mo Xilin had already been grabbed by He Zhengxiao's neckline against the wall, and his powerful forearm was raised, which was about to fall.

Sensing Qiao Weihuan approaching, He Zhengxiao paused, and then his arm was pulled down with her weak strength.

Then, Qiao Wei raised his hand happily, fell heavily again, and hit He Zhengxiao's face with a "snap".

Qiao Weihuan withdrew his numb hand, his chest rising and falling, "He Zhengxiao, why are you doing it?!" ”

There was a dead silence all around, save for the muffled coughing of Moxilin.

He Zhengxiao slowly turned his head, and his deep eyes were fixed on Qiao Weihuan's reddened eyes.

"What did Mosilin do wrong? It's me who wants to divorce you! ”

Qiao Weihuan grabbed the collar of his loose coat and yelled word by word: "Don't forget, the day before I got married, you slept with me, and Mo Xilin didn't know from beginning to end!" What reason do you have to anger him now?! ”

…… Even if she knew that she did it on purpose, it was still difficult to restrain the churning of her eyes.

He Zheng let go of Mo Xilin suddenly, and grabbed Qiao Weihuan's forearm with his big hand, and the force passed through the two layers of heavy coats to the skin, and even the bones hurt.

Qiao Weihuan was simply dragged to the car by him, "He-"

As soon as he said a word, he was stuffed into the carriage.

Moxilin coughed violently a few times, his scarlet eyes opened his feet, and he was stopped by the cold men in suits raising their arms. Uncle Zhong gestured solemnly, and the men in the suits quickly stood up into an iron wall, blocking Mo Xilin's sight and movements.

When Uncle Zhong turned back again, He Zhengxiao stepped into the driver's seat with a cold body, closed the door vigorously, and then the car "boomed" and turned around and left with full power.

Qiao Weihuan was thrown hard by the sudden turn, and half of her body was about to hit the car door, He Zhengxiao grabbed her hand without moving, and pulled the person back, lest she hit herself.

Even at this time, he still didn't want to hurt her.

Qiao Weihuan barely sat down, and turned his head to look at He Zhengxiao's side face.

The force she had just exerted was not light, leaving a subtle nail mark on his face. Under the steep nose, the sharp edges and corners of his lips finally reveal the coolness of human affection.

hurt 800 people and hurt 1,000 yourself, not to mention hurting He Zhengxiao.

I really like it in this life, and that's it.

The most complex and deep feelings are all in this man, and the slight pull is heartbreaking.

The pain was extreme, and there was only the numbness of nothingness.

Qiao Weihuan felt that her chest cavity had been split into two, half of it was being burned by the fire, and half was soaked in the cold water of the ice floe, manipulating her nerves, making her say indifferently and viciously: "He Zhengxiao, I don't want to live with you." ”

"I'm too tired to be with you, without you, I'm sure I'm doing well now, I don't have to worry about assassination all day long, I don't have to meet someone like Ash again, and I don't have to pay attention to the royal family and political circles in fear."

"I was an ordinary man, and I did a lot of things against my will for the sake of the name of the Mistress of Demville. That position isn't for me, I'm tired, and so are you? ”

"It's going to be uglier if it continues, get divorced."

He Zhengxiao suddenly turned the steering wheel, Qiao Weihuan sat unsteadily and swayed, his arm still firmly grasped by him.

The car sped all the way to the villa, and the maid in the courtyard was startled by the speeding car, and was stunned to see that the car had stopped steadily.

He Zhengxiao stepped out of the carriage, opened the co-pilot's door, and the slender shadow covered her, "Get off." ”

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyes, and her hands on her knees trembled.

He Zhengxiao's long fingers gently touched the center of his eyebrows, and then he bent down and picked up the person with one arm, and wrapped his arms around her thin waist very hard.

Qiao Weihuan immediately tightened her lower abdomen, she was afraid of hurting the child, so she pulled He Zhengxiao's coat and shouted: "You let me down, I will leave by myself!" ”

However, He Zhengxiao didn't mean to let go at all, and carried her all the way into the living room and threw her heavily on the sofa.

He Zhengxiao looked down at her condescendingly, and unbuttoned a button on the top of his shirt with his long fingers, slightly relieving his breathlessness, "Everything is done?" Go pack your things and we'll be back to Manchester now. ”

Qiao Weihuan held her breath, and a layer of water vapor quickly appeared in her eyes.

Why do you want to go on at this point?

Fang Shuyu went to inquire about it, he must have already known, and he saw Mo Xilin with his own eyes......

But she can't ask, and if she asks, it's her reluctance.

Qiao Weihuan quickly lowered her eyes and sat up without a trace. Catch a glimpse of the bits and pieces on the table, sweeping across your arms to the floor.

In the sound of ping pong on the ground, Qiao Weihuan raised his head, "He Zhengxiao, I am tormented every second I am with you, haven't you seen it clearly?!" ”

He Zhengxiao's arm landed on her side and leaned over to approach her, "So you chose Mo Xilin, who didn't feel tortured?" ”

"It's not that he's going to have someone else, it's not going to be you."

Qiao Weihuan did not dodge and met his deep sea-like gaze, "The only reason I am with you is affection, now that I don't love you anymore, I must leave this marriage." ”

He Zhengxiao laughed slowly, his eyes slid over her pale and delicate features, and finally landed on the scarf draped over her shoulders.

The long fingers lifted the scarf, revealing the slender neck, He Zhengxiao used his thumb to soothe the trembling butterfly, and then pinched her chin, "You can't leave." ”

He Zhengxiao straightened up, turned to look at the servant in the living room with her head bowed, "Go and pack her things." ”

That undeniable tone is almost desperate.

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath, swept his gaze to the mess on the floor, and suddenly bent down and stretched out his arms. He Zhengxiao turned around suddenly, grabbed her raised wrist with his big hand, and scraped a long blood mark on the back of his hand when it touched the thing in her hand.

Qiao Weihuan was holding a silver fork picked up from the ground, with a blood-colored sharp tip hanging at the moment, only an inch away from her eyes.

The force on her wrist was too great, and the tip couldn't advance for half a minute, and it couldn't hurt her. But that lifeless look like flying ash shows that she can really do it just now.

"Qiao Weihuan!"

He Zheng pressed her hand against the back of the sofa, and pinched her artery with her long fingers, so that her hand could not exert her strength and had to let go of the fork.

"You're threatening me with yourself? Well? ”

The neck was pinched, and the strength increased minute by minute, Qiao Weihuan could not breathe, and raised his eyes to look at He Zhengxiao's dangerous deep eyebrows and taut jaw.

“…… Be. ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Even if He Zhengxiao is angry, he is very peaceful. Polite, slow and methodical, the undercurrent in the night-like eyes must be experienced very carefully to get a glimpse of one or two.

It's just that the air around is a little colder in vain, as if the coldest temperature of winter has been ushered in in advance.

Qiao Weihuan couldn't help it, her whole body trembled, and her face became more and more pale.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's painful. The stiff hands and feet were difficult to move, and the ice slag inside condensed inch by inch, freezing every skin that was painful.

The most despicable thing in my life is to treat feelings as a sharp weapon. Now that she has done it, she has to use this knife to stab another feeling, and she has to stab it hard enough. The sharp tip had sunk deep into her skin before it could be aligned.

The strength on his shoulders became heavier, and Qiao Weihuan came to his senses.

Mosilin has been swept up and has no way out. Or that she has not chosen for a long time, since she gave up her persistence and chose to divorce.

We know that this choice is wrong, but what is right?

Qiao Weihuan asked expressionlessly, "Why are you here?" ”

He Zhengxiao stopped, about half a meter in front of her, and his deep and unfathomable gaze was only on her.

"I'm here to take you home." He Zhengxiao took her hand out of her pocket and held it in the palm of her hand, "Leng still don't know how to get back to the car quickly?" ”

From beginning to end, he didn't take Mo Xilin in his eyes and the hand on Qiao Weihuan's shoulder.

But Uncle Zhong next to the car was awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to speak at all, and the men in suits next to him didn't dare to come out.

Mo Xilin hugged Qiao Weihuan openly, or in front of He Zhengxiao.

It's not a pill, it's already over.

"I'll be back to the apartment in a while, and I can't go back with you."

Qiao Weihuan was very calm, moving his blue lips: "You go back first." ”

She didn't explain what was going on with Mo Xilin now, and He Zhengxiao didn't need her to explain.

The indescribable tacit understanding made them suddenly open up the moment their eyes met, and they knew each other.

He Zhengxiao's long fingers slowly unbuttoned the coat on her body, and a low voice floated in, "Obedient, follow me home." ”

Qiao Weihuan reached out with cold fingers, grabbed He Zhengxiao's cuffs, and the tanzanite cufflinks that her palm touched made her entire palm hot and painful.

I said...... I'm not going back. ”

He Zhengxiao was unhurried and continued to untie the buttons that were in the way, "It doesn't matter what you said." ”

Mo Xilin frowned, stepped back with greater force, took Qiao Weihuan back a few steps, avoided He Zhengxiao's movements, and said in a deep voice: "She said she wouldn't go back." ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't expect Mo Xilin's movements, and was unexpectedly taken crookedly, and was half-hugged into his arms.

The gaze on the side face did not take away, and it was pressed down heavily.

"Huanhuan."

She heard He Zhengxiao ask her in a joyful and angry way: "Do you have to use this shoddy way?" ”

It's very inferior, but it's useful.

Qiao Weihuan opened his eyes and walked out with Mo Xilin's strength. I caught a glimpse of the men in suits outside who were already moving their steps, apparently preparing to stop people.

However, in the end, it was the moment He Zhengxiao staggered by, and without warning, he crossed his arm and quickly clasped Mo Xilin's shoulder.

Mo Xilin had already expected He Zhengxiao's movements, and turned sideways to block it, and in the next second, the collar of his shirt was pulled by the man. The storm swept under Mo Xilin's eyes, and countless thoughts dissipated one after another, and he directly raised his hand and waved his fist.

He Zhengxiao's movements were incredibly fast, and his arm opened Mo Xilin's fist. Like a sturdy panther, he broke through the cold air and punched Moxilin on the right side of his face.

All this happened too suddenly, and when Qiao Weihuan reacted, Mo Xilin had already been grabbed by He Zhengxiao's neckline against the wall, and his powerful forearm was raised, which was about to fall.

Sensing Qiao Weihuan approaching, He Zhengxiao paused, and then his arm was pulled down with her weak strength.

Then, Qiao Wei raised his hand happily, fell heavily again, and hit He Zhengxiao's face with a "snap".

Qiao Weihuan withdrew his numb hand, his chest rising and falling, "He Zhengxiao, why are you doing it?!" ”

There was a dead silence all around, save for the muffled coughing of Moxilin.

He Zhengxiao slowly turned his head, and his deep eyes were fixed on Qiao Weihuan's reddened eyes.

"What did Mosilin do wrong? It's me who wants to divorce you! ”

Qiao Weihuan grabbed the collar of his loose coat and yelled word by word: "Don't forget, the day before I got married, you slept with me, and Mo Xilin didn't know from beginning to end!" What reason do you have to anger him now?! ”

…… Even if she knew that she did it on purpose, it was still difficult to restrain the churning of her eyes.

He Zheng let go of Mo Xilin suddenly, and grabbed Qiao Weihuan's forearm with his big hand, and the force passed through the two layers of heavy coats to the skin, and even the bones hurt.

Qiao Weihuan was simply dragged to the car by him, "He-"

As soon as he said a word, he was stuffed into the carriage.

Moxilin coughed violently a few times, his scarlet eyes opened his feet, and he was stopped by the cold men in suits raising their arms. Uncle Zhong gestured solemnly, and the men in the suits quickly stood up into an iron wall, blocking Mo Xilin's sight and movements.

When Uncle Zhong turned back again, He Zhengxiao stepped into the driver's seat with a cold body, closed the door vigorously, and then the car "boomed" and turned around and left with full power.

Qiao Weihuan was thrown hard by the sudden turn, and half of her body was about to hit the car door, He Zhengxiao grabbed her hand without moving, and pulled the person back, lest she hit herself.

Even at this time, he still didn't want to hurt her.

Qiao Weihuan barely sat down, and turned his head to look at He Zhengxiao's side face.

The force she had just exerted was not light, leaving a subtle nail mark on his face. Under the steep nose, the sharp edges and corners of his lips finally reveal the coolness of human affection.

hurt 800 people and hurt 1,000 yourself, not to mention hurting He Zhengxiao.

I really like it in this life, and that's it.

The most complex and deep feelings are all in this man, and the slight pull is heartbreaking.

The pain was extreme, and there was only the numbness of nothingness.

Qiao Weihuan felt that her chest cavity had been split into two, half of it was being burned by the fire, and half was soaked in the cold water of the ice floe, manipulating her nerves, making her say indifferently and viciously: "He Zhengxiao, I don't want to live with you." ”

"I'm too tired to be with you, without you, I'm sure I'm doing well now, I don't have to worry about assassination all day long, I don't have to meet someone like Ash again, and I don't have to pay attention to the royal family and political circles in fear."

"I was an ordinary man, and I did a lot of things against my will for the sake of the name of the Mistress of Demville. That position isn't for me, I'm tired, and so are you? ”

"It's going to be uglier if it continues, get divorced."

He Zhengxiao suddenly turned the steering wheel, Qiao Weihuan sat unsteadily and swayed, his arm still firmly grasped by him.

The car sped all the way to the villa, and the maid in the courtyard was startled by the speeding car, and was stunned to see that the car had stopped steadily.

He Zhengxiao stepped out of the carriage, opened the co-pilot's door, and the slender shadow covered her, "Get off." ”

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyes, and her hands on her knees trembled.

He Zhengxiao's long fingers gently touched the center of his eyebrows, and then he bent down and picked up the person with one arm, and wrapped his arms around her thin waist very hard.

Qiao Weihuan immediately tightened her lower abdomen, she was afraid of hurting the child, so she pulled He Zhengxiao's coat and shouted: "You let me down, I will leave by myself!" ”

However, He Zhengxiao didn't mean to let go at all, and carried her all the way into the living room and threw her heavily on the sofa.

He Zhengxiao looked down at her condescendingly, and unbuttoned a button on the top of his shirt with his long fingers, slightly relieving his breathlessness, "Everything is done?" Go pack your things and we'll be back to Manchester now. ”

Qiao Weihuan held her breath, and a layer of water vapor quickly appeared in her eyes.

Why do you want to go on at this point?

Fang Shuyu went to inquire about it, he must have already known, and he saw Mo Xilin with his own eyes......

But she can't ask, and if she asks, it's her reluctance.

Qiao Weihuan quickly lowered her eyes and sat up without a trace. Catch a glimpse of the bits and pieces on the table, sweeping across your arms to the floor.

In the sound of ping pong on the ground, Qiao Weihuan raised his head, "He Zhengxiao, I am tormented every second I am with you, haven't you seen it clearly?!" ”

He Zhengxiao's arm landed on her side and leaned over to approach her, "So you chose Mo Xilin, who didn't feel tortured?" ”

"It's not that he's going to have someone else, it's not going to be you."

Qiao Weihuan did not dodge and met his deep sea-like gaze, "The only reason I am with you is affection, now that I don't love you anymore, I must leave this marriage." ”

He Zhengxiao laughed slowly, his eyes slid over her pale and delicate features, and finally landed on the scarf draped over her shoulders.

The long fingers lifted the scarf, revealing the slender neck, He Zhengxiao used his thumb to soothe the trembling butterfly, and then pinched her chin, "You can't leave." ”

He Zhengxiao straightened up, turned to look at the servant in the living room with her head bowed, "Go and pack her things." ”

That undeniable tone is almost desperate.

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath, swept his gaze to the mess on the floor, and suddenly bent down and stretched out his arms. He Zhengxiao turned around suddenly, grabbed her raised wrist with his big hand, and scraped a long blood mark on the back of his hand when it touched the thing in her hand.

Qiao Weihuan was holding a silver fork picked up from the ground, with a blood-colored sharp tip hanging at the moment, only an inch away from her eyes.

The force on her wrist was too great, and the tip couldn't advance for half a minute, and it couldn't hurt her. But that lifeless look like flying ash shows that she can really do it just now.

"Qiao Weihuan!"

He Zheng pressed her hand against the back of the sofa, and pinched her artery with her long fingers, so that her hand could not exert her strength and had to let go of the fork.

"You're threatening me with yourself? Well? ”

The neck was pinched, and the strength increased minute by minute, Qiao Weihuan could not breathe, and raised his eyes to look at He Zhengxiao's dangerous deep eyebrows and taut jaw.

“…… Be. ”

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