The body gradually softened, Xiang Qing felt more and more that her hands and feet did not listen to her call, she was angry, she hated, why did the man on her body treat her so cruelly?

The clothes on her body fell off quietly, and in the sound of the man's heavy breathing, Xiang Qing's brain fell into darkness, and it was for a moment that she thought of that midsummer, that warm man, that, Mo Zixuan.

The long night passed.......

Xiang Qing didn't know how many times he had been tossed by him, he struggled to lie on the head of the bed, looking at the clothes scattered all over the ground, feeling aggrieved.

The white and tender skin has already been bruised and purple, in this kind of thing, unless Mo Zixuan is not awake, his movements have always been gentle.

But I don't want to, it's like a dream.

Outside the luxurious bedroom, the man was only dressed in a light black coat, and he looked at the bright morning light outside the window, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes.

The long finger took out a superb cigar, and the long breath exhaled, covering the side of the man's face, that look, handsome but sad.

He knew that he had been impulsive, but his heart told him that he did not regret it.

When his fingers touched Xiang Qing's body, his intuition told him that she was his, possession, why not?

Such an impulse, such palpitations, except for the woman under him, he has never felt like that again, in the face of Mo Xiao's embrace, he is full of disgust, never, with that primitive impulse.

But...... When he succeeded, his lips kissed her cold tears, Xiang Qing looked painful, that watery little face, hideous but babbling couldn't say anything.

At that moment, he was even more reluctant to let go of her, he was willing to hurt her, this is, he has always thought at this moment, no, it has always been a thought.

It's just, Xiang Qing, if you hadn't abandoned me at the beginning, then how good would it be? Then, you are still my Xiang Qing, my beloved woman.

In this way, even if I take possession of your body, how can I give you true affection.

There were thousands of thoughts, all condensed on Mo Zixuan's handsome face, his big hand snuffed out the cigarette in his fingers, the man sighed lightly, and then turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

When he opened the door, Xiang Qing was still lying quietly on the bed, there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were wide, but she lost her soul in a trance.

That kind of sadness, that kind of sadness, seems to feel very familiar, and that's how I used to be.

Something stabbed in the heart, Mo Zixuan didn't care about anything else, stepped forward, and stroked Xiang Qing's little hand with his big hand, which was cold and thorough.

Xiang Qing's mind was already blank, but he vaguely knew that he was coming, he took his hand, but who would tell her, what was the matter with such a heart-wrenching feeling?

The seemingly gentle comfort has lost its original lingering, Yu Xiangqing, the temperature of his big hand has long been demonic, untouchable warmth.

Neither of them spoke, no one knew how things would develop, just like God didn't know why fate was so tormenting.

Once, they were each other's hope and each other's faith, but when the spark gradually went out, what would remain between the two?

....... dividing line......

Since that day, Xiang Qing has not been able to leave that room again, she has no room card, she can't find Mo Zixuan, and all she sees every day is the waiter who delivers food.

There were a few fierce bodyguards outside the door, Xiang Qing thought, with her posture, it was absolutely impossible to go out, not to mention, she didn't want to go out.

The events of that night were enough to make Xiang Qing desperate, where could she go if she left? That man, Mo Zixuan, he won't let himself go.

He has that ability.

Moreover, after thinking about it for a few days, she probably understood that Mo Zixuan's heart for her, if Xiang Qing felt that Mo Zixuan hated herself, and such words were just speculation, then she would be a little self-deceiving.

Thinking about the past two years, if Mo Zixuan still really cared about himself, how could he not find it with his ability, but the fact is that he deliberately ignored it.

He wanted to disappear into his world forever, so why would he touch the body of a woman like me who disgusted you, if he was so ruthless to me?

Xiang Qing smiled bitterly, except for being in a daze, she was still in a daze, as if there was nothing in this world that could arouse her interest anymore.

Mo Zixuan, how can you do this to me?

Finally, a few hours later, the door was opened, and Xiang Qing looked sideways, but instead of hearing the man's steady footsteps, the sound of high heels stepping on the floor.

Don't laugh?

Could it be her?

"Xiang Qing...... We meet again. "The woman in red is indeed delicate, even if she has become a mother, she is still radiant, as if she first saw her, and her demeanor is shining.

Xiang Qing couldn't speak, and she didn't want to speak, she didn't know what Mo Xiaolai meant at the moment, but she frowned slightly and turned her head.

"Promise me, leave, don't pester Zixuan anymore, he already plans to forget you, why are you still so ......" Without saying that word, Mo Xiao looked at the pale side face of the woman in front of him.

Suddenly, I felt strange in my heart.

She's really laughing, but, Xiang Qing, it's already this time, why are you still laughing.

I heard the wind in the imperial capital, and I flew here for several hours, but I saw the indifferent smile of the woman in front of me.

For her, Xiang Qing's smile is contempt and ridicule, is she swearing sovereignty to herself?

Burying her messy little head between her knees, Xiang Qing ignored her, her heart was very messy and painful, and she had no mind at all to deal with that woman.

Mo Xiao was puzzled, she didn't understand, why Xiang Qing was so calm, such a look, her heart shook slightly, and a strong sense of uneasiness enveloped her whole body.

Intuition told her that she would lose to Xiang Qing, and her disdainful look hurt herself, and moreover, she would completely take away Mo Zixuan's heart.

"Why are you here?" Between the two women, they only felt a burst of cold air drifting by, and the man was covered with a black coat and slender legs.

"Zixuan, I, I'll come and see Xiang Qing. I heard that you found her, so I ......" In the end, Mo Xiao's heart is bottomless, because she can't see what kind of thoughts the man in front of her is still facing Xiang Qing.

"Get out." Her eyebrows furrowed, but this anger was not smiling at Mo, but Xiang Qing who was sitting on the ground not far away, she kept her head buried in her knees, even though she knew that he was coming, she still didn't react at all.

Such senselessness completely hurt Mo Zixuan's self-esteem as a man.

Zixuan ......, "Why should he be so ruthless."

"Don't understand me?" The figure was filled with faint anger, and at this moment, the man only felt that there was a breath of qi in his chest, which could not be easily dispersed.

"I ......" Mo Xiao was scared, she was so cold that she didn't dare to say anything more.

Hesitating to withdraw, Mo Xiao's expression was complicated, she looked at the suffocating atmosphere in the room, she wanted to watch it for a while, and she didn't want to be gently "invited" out by the bodyguard behind her.

The long legs moved, and the man's deep black eyes stared at Xiang Qing on the ground faintly, and she didn't look at herself from beginning to end.

With such a cognition, Mo Zixuan's heart was very unhappy, but he was holding a string, and he didn't dare to say anything easily, because ...... I always felt that something was not quite right with this woman on the ground.

Curling his noble and slender forehead and long legs, Mo Zixuan leaned down and broke Xiang Qing's little face with his big hand, which was expressionless.

She was like that, staring at him with big eyes, looking straight at him, neither humble nor arrogant, but she lost her inherent stubbornness.

With such a look, Mo Zixuan's heart panicked, he stared at her, his thin lips moved slightly, "Do you hate me?" ”

Xiang Qing looked at him, her heart had already broken tens of thousands of pieces, and she finally understood what the legendary heartache was about?

Hate him?

No, Xiang Qing doesn't hate him, it's just ...... Why is my heart numb with pain, when can I not even hate him?

Xiang Qingmumu didn't answer, she stared at his eyes, but she didn't have any look, her heart was so empty and uncomfortable.

Tears slowly flowed down her little chin one by one, Xiang Qing was speechless, did she still shed tears? But why are these tears flowing?

Chu Chu's pitiful but empty soul made the man in front of him frown, and he didn't dare to make any movements, but why did his heart hurt so much.

Yes, what is lost?

Xiang Qing, what do you mean by looking at me like this?

The closer they get to each other, the more they torture each other?

But, Xiang Qing, for you, why, would I rather receive outright torture, and I am still so unwilling to let you go?

Mo Zixuan, admit it, he can't let it go, he would rather watch Xiang Qing suffer, and would rather let her suffer with him, at least, in this way, it means that there is still the same between her and him.

The thin lips were softly attached, and he hugged her tightly, his slender and thick eyelashes were moist, but they stubbornly did not flow down.

Xiang Qing......

It was still as fragrant as ever, the man's throat moved slightly, and he only felt that the blood in his body began to boil, and sure enough, only Xiang Qing would make him so deeply in love.

He, madly misses everything about her.

Inexplicably, he just felt that no matter how heinous Xiang Qing did and no matter how Xiang Qing treated him, he couldn't let her leave.

Those things, those insistences, have become so ridiculous.

He thought that if he hurt Xiang Qing, he would be happy, but he was wrong, she hurt, he hurt more than her, and it wasn't until now that he realized that some things were not so easy to cut.

Xiang Qing was forced to accept his kiss, the memory slowly drifted away, she looked outside, and suddenly recalled the cloudy day with heavy snow, the young man sitting next to his seat.

I really want to go back to that time, but are we going back?