If I could not be so stubborn, would the situation be different now?

Such thoughts echoed in Xiang Qing's little head, and she raised her head, crying, and in a daze, so that her head began to gradually dizzy.

"Mr. Mo, ...... you" The assistant looked at the man in front of him cautiously, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face was solemn with a cold breath.

"Get down!" The man's big hand clenched into fists, and there were bulging green tendons on the back of his white hand, which frightened the people next to him stupidly.

Although Mo Zixuan is usually cold, it is still uncommon to be so angry.

The assistant cautiously withdrew, still terrified when he left.

What's wrong with this ink?

Xin's long body stood by the window, and under the black Armani suit, there was an angry body.

His mind echoed with Xiang Qing's sluggish but aggrieved little face last night, he bullied her, didn't he?

Scold!

Is it so aggrieved to be with yourself?

Xiang Qing, it's obvious that you are ruthless first, in the end, I can't help it, my suspicions are ignored, just let you disdain it and throw it on the ground at will?

Maybe you're wrong? I shouldn't provoke Xiang Qing anymore, let her fend for herself?

No, no, as soon as he thought that Xiang Qing was leaving, his heart began to tremble, and it was uncomfortably tight.

"Xiang Qing, you are mine, you must not leave me for half a step."

That's right, just like that, the man made up his mind.

Mo Zixuan had never wanted Xiang Qing to surrender to him so much, and yesterday, her expression and her crying completely angered him.

For a few days, Mo Zixuan didn't go to see Xiang Qing, not because he didn't want to, but because he was trying his best to control himself, but he wanted to see how long Xiang Qing could last.

He told the waiter at the hotel that he only brought her water every day and would never allow her to eat any food.

Is it cruel?

Maybe yes, but now he just wanted her to go through what he had been through.

How much pain he had at that time, then, he wanted Xiang Qing to know the same feeling.

Let her understand that he, Mo Zixuan, will not easily give up the opportunity to torture her and love her.

In the quiet morning, Xiang Qing only felt uncomfortable, her throat was very painful, dry, and uncomfortable.

Moving her aching body, Xiang Qing only felt that she had no strength, she struggled to get up, wanted to drink some water, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

The ground was very cold, Xiang Qing's heart throbbed fiercely, she only felt that Mo Zixuan wanted to torture herself to death.

I haven't eaten for a few days, and I know very well what extent my body has reached, Mo Zixuan, the man, just wants to look at himself sadly.

Her lips were dry, and she crawled with great difficulty, trying to reach the glass.

But, tragically, the water spilled, just as his fingertips touched the rim of the cup.

Xiang Qing complained, there was no other way, she looked at the broken water cup with a red eye, why did fate always treat her like this?

Since he was a child, he has never enjoyed the warmth of his family, and then, Mo Zixuan hurt himself again and again.

Did she do something unforgivable in her previous life, so God punished her like this?

Feeling excited for a moment, her eyes went dark, and she fainted uncontrollably.

…… Dividing line ......

A few days later, when Mo Zixuan saw Xiang Qing's pale little face again, he smiled lightly, slowly leaned down, and dropped a kiss on her dry lips that could no longer be seen.

That kiss was as light as a feather, and it was not easy to notice.

The man's deep eyes were not without distress, he looked at her haggard, and his long fingers touched the tip of her little nose.

Xiang Qing fell asleep, completely unaware of the affection of the man in front of her, she breathed quietly and completely sank into the dark world.

"Xiang Qing...... Xiang Qing ...... "In my sleep, it seems like I'm calling her, isn't it?"

Xiang Qing's cerebral cortex began to lack oxygen, and she broke out in a cold sweat, chasing the man who was fiercely restraining her throat in her dream.

Who is that person? Mo Zixuan? No, again, it doesn't seem to be.

opened his eyes suddenly, and Xiang Qing's pupils slowly became concentrated from sluggishness, and then panic.

The man's beautiful face was right in front of her eyes, but, strangely, she didn't appreciate it, but began to chill all over.

What is he coming?

His thoughts slowly focused, and Xiang Qing tried to calm down his emotions, but his heart was indeed extremely uncomfortable.

The man in front of him is a dream and a nightmare for himself!

"Did you miss me?" Leaning down the noble body, the man's thin lips pressed against the corners of Xiang Qing's lips, and the hot breath sprayed on Xiang Qing's haggard tie.

What the? Xiang Qing's pale little face was slightly gloomy, and she looked at the man close at hand defensively, with an unappeasible fear in her eyes.

What else does he want to do?

He is already weak enough to look like this, does he still want to do this?

It seems to be gentle words, but how much affection is contained in it, and how much falsehood is contained in it.

No one should know about it but him!

With tears in his eyes, Xiang Qing turned his head awkwardly and stopped looking at him.

"I'm asking you......" The man frowned, his big hand stroking her reddened little face fiercely, gritting his teeth.

Xiang Qing didn't speak, she turned her head and looked at Mo Zixuan's small appearance.

"What? Don't want to ignore me? ”

Forehead...... This man, how is this like this?

What are you going to do with him? It's clear that he doesn't give himself food, and it's obvious that he imprisons himself.

Shaking his little head, Xiang Qing bothered himself and smiled at the man, the touch and smile were incomprehensible.

"Laughing at what?" The handsome face concealed the joy that passed for a moment, and he suddenly understood something, and his face changed sharply.

Xiang Qing looked at him with very bright eyes, the meaning in his eyes was unclear, in short, it was a look that seemed to be joy, but not joy.

The little hand climbed up the man's neck,

Xiang Qing propped herself up slightly, and she kissed the man's thin and cool lips hard and gently, causing a commotion.

The deep dark eyes gradually softened, and the man was indeed surprised at first, and then sank.

He didn't know what Xiang Qing's kiss meant, but he still responded enthusiastically.

Playing with her pink lips, the man's breathing gradually deepened, and he stared at her, but his big hands began to slowly lose control.

"Xiang Qing, are you enlightened?"

The man bullied her fiercely, and he couldn't care about anything else, and in front of him, he just wanted to love this pale person fiercely.

Although, that's Xiang Qing that he has always hated.

Xiang Qing cried, forced to bear the man's hot kiss, and had long realized that the man would be so out of control, in his heart, his heart gradually began to become strange.

Mo Zixuan, are you happy?

I took the initiative to kiss you, your kiss is still so good, so fragrant, but......

Why does it feel different?

At the end of the kiss, the man reluctantly left her lips, and the lingering thoughts faded, but he was confused.

Looking down at the smiling woman again, I suddenly felt something different in my heart.

How could she ......

Xiang Qing looked at his handsome side face, she only felt that her heart was very strange, she just wanted to prove one thing, whether he really hated her so much.

It seems that it is not!

After the kiss just now, she clearly saw the confusion in the man's deep dark eyes, and she was very familiar with that look.

How many nights have he redeemed himself and loved him kindly.

So, Mo Zixuan, what kind of thoughts do you have about me?

Whether you like it, or you hate it.

She couldn't see through it......

Xiang Qing's little face was miserable, at least in Mo Zixuan's eyes, pitiful and distressing, her long fingers rubbed her little nose lightly or heavily, as if she had returned to that time.

Xiang Qing! If you have been obedient, then how good it would be, just like just now, so active, so that your heart palpitates, but...... Will that be the case?

The nurse knocked on the door unsuitably, Xiang Qing's small body shook, and without making any indications, Mo Zixuan did not raise his head, still staring at Xiang Qing's bloodless face tightly.

There was a slight irritability on his brows, and he hated the sudden interruption of the little nurse, but because of Xiang Qing's active appearance just now, he didn't plan to get angry now.

"That, Mr. Mo, what you want." The man served the fragrant seafood porridge for a night, and he waved his big hand to signal the little nurse to go down, and the man took the porridge with his big hand.

The long finger flicked the faint porridge inside, the man took a spoonful and put it to Xiang Qing's small mouth, he didn't speak, just quietly waited for her reaction.

Xiang Qing hadn't eaten for a few days, and there was no doubt that this was a huge temptation for her, she frowned and bit her lip, as if she was struggling with something.

To eat or not to eat, this is a difficult question.

The man looked at Xiang Qing's tangled little appearance, his thin lips moved slightly, and Mo Zixuan was not very satisfied with Xiang Qing's still not so well-behaved behavior.

Why? ”

Where would he really let Xiang Qing starve to death, it's just that he wants Xiang Qing to be soft, so stubborn Xiang Qing, he wants to see her give in to himself and care about herself.

That year, she abandoned herself, which was an irreparable pain in Mo Zixuan's heart, and he couldn't swallow this breath.

Obviously feeling Mo Zixuan's slightly unhappy appearance, Xiang Qing was not afraid, but after being silent for a while, he opened his small mouth, and the hot porridge flowed into his throat, Xiang Qing looked at his slightly better face, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he didn't anger him again.

The man was very happy with Xiang Qing's cooperation, he stroked the corners of Xiang Qing's mouth with his long fingers, wiped off the porridge stains, and looked gentle.

That's it, good girl, how good......