Xiang Qing didn't fall asleep, and in the same way, Mo Zixuan didn't, from the gap in his eyes, he could see the pale and helpless little face under the light.

Xiang Qing, she was secretly watching herself, knowing this, Mo Zixuan was happy for a moment, greedy, he pretended to continue to fall asleep without any hesitation.

Maybe only at this time can he see a trace of himself in Xiang Qing's eyes, is this a luxury?

The two people who have been sleepless all night and look at each other hide their heart palpitations, for fear that the other party will know who will love more deeply than whom. wages

The arrival of dawn broke the silence, and when the man turned around again, Xiang Qing was stunned, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The man's shrewd eyes moved slightly, but he didn't break such a pretense, and his long fingers hooked the quilt and covered her.

The familiar fragrance hit, Xiang Qing felt that her nose was sour, and she tried to hold back the tears in her eyes, why did she want to cry so much at this moment?

Mo Zixuan, I want to cry......

Closing the door, his handsome face was full of indescribable emotions, and his deep black eyes slowly closed, how could he not know the sadness on Xiang Qing's face.

But, Xiang Qing, where does your sadness come from, is it because of me? Or is it because I'm trapping you?

With a self-deprecating smile, Mo Zixuan shook his head, he still had serious things to do, and he shouldn't be disturbed by Xiang Qing's affairs anymore.

Moreover, his intuition told him that that person would come to the imperial capital suddenly, and it couldn't be just that simple.

Xiang Qing in the room closed her eyes, and was frightened for a long time before she dared to open her eyes carefully, her little hand held the corner of the quilt tightly, bit her lip, and thought for a long time.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Xiang Qing understood that this might be another villa in Mo Zixuan, and Xiang Qing knew that he was very rich, both before and now.

Sighing softly, Xiang Qing smiled bitterly, and he didn't know why he was so sentimental, knowing that he was a person he couldn't see, didn't he?

What's so sad about it? Or, Xiang Qing, in your heart, in your heart, which should be like ashes, is still hoping for something unrealistic?

In the final analysis, Mo Zixuan was still good to Xiang Qing, although he restricted her freedom, he didn't let her suffer.

Sitting at the big dining table, Xiang Qing stared at the exquisite breakfast on the table, biting her lip, but she didn't know how to start.

The aroma was overflowing, Xiang Qing's stomach gurgled non-stop, and the expressionless nanny next to her hid her face and snickered.

"Miss Xiang, eat when you're hungry."

Xiang Qing raised her head and smiled, she had no way to speak, took the small notebook, and wrote the word "thank you" on it.

The nanny is also a bright-eyed person, accustomed to strong winds and waves, she didn't dare to talk much about her employer, but she saw that Xiang Qing couldn't speak, so she felt a little more pity.

The woman who looks soft and weak, can't speak with her mouth, and is quiet like something.

Picking up the chopsticks, Xiang Qing didn't have trouble with his body, picked up a crystal clear xiaolongbao, and slowly put it in his mouth.

Well, it's delicious.

"Mr. Mo, he said he would come over tonight." Cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, the bright-eyed nanny glanced at Xiang Qing, and there was tenderness in her voice.

Xiang Qing was nestling on the sofa flipping through the small notebook in her hand, she heard it, blinked her eyes, and didn't respond.

What is this?

Once in a while? Since Mo Zixuan left last time, Xiang Qing hadn't seen him for many days, as if he was living a good life alone.

She seemed to tell Mo Zixuan that she was actually bored, and she didn't want to stay here, but she knew that she had no position, and for Mo Zixuan, she was a sinner.

However, she did not understand where this sin came from.

I don't want to know, maybe it's because she's really tired, she once tried hard to figure out everything, and wanted to live a good life with Mo Zixuan.

In the end, it still didn't seem to work, every time they were inexplicably separated by fate, Xiang Qing didn't understand why Mo Zixuan always didn't want to come to him again every time.

As if he didn't want her to get better.

With a self-deprecating smile, Xiang Qing pulled over the thin white blanket, carefully covered his body, and slowly fell asleep with the sound of something muttering on the TV.

When Mo Zixuan entered the door, what he saw was such a quiet scene, the nanny seemed to be busy in the kitchen, and her voice was very soft.

"Sir, are you here......." The nanny walked over respectfully and wiped the water stains from her hands.

"Yes." Mo Zixuan took off his black coat and put it aside, his long legs moved, and he reached Xiang Qing's side, and his deep black eyes looked at her who was sleeping lightly.

"After breakfast, I slept all the time, and I didn't dare to wake her up."

When Mo Zixuan heard this, he frowned, and motioned for the nanny to continue to make dinner, thinking, do you love to sleep so much?

The long finger gently touched Xiang Qinghong's little nose, he knew that she had cried, so, Xiang Qing, were you crying when you were sleeping?

Xiang Qing wasn't very sleepy, she might just not want to wake up.

The corners of her mouth moved unconsciously, the little hands in the quilt tightened tightly, Xiang Qing was deliberately closing her eyes, in fact, she had already woken up, the moment the man came back.

It's strange, is it a heart? It's a ridiculous idea.

The ghost and god are bad, the man leaned over, he knew that Xiang Qing might have woken up, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking, and his thin lips gradually approached.

Hot breath sprayed on Xiang Qing's face, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart was nervous, what did he want to do?

The little hand had been pinched red by himself, and Xiang Qing trembled unconsciously, greedily hoping that Mo Zixuan would suddenly withdraw and leave, so that he could get a relief.

Who knows, the man who was a temporary idea, saw her like this, and went down unconsciously, and finally, a slightly cool touch hit......

Xiang Qing's body froze......

She couldn't have imagined that Mo Zixuan would really kiss him, he hadn't touched herself for a long time, this time, would it be, couldn't escape?

Not to mention Xiang Qing, Mo Zixuan didn't expect that he would really kiss her, he wanted to tease her, but he didn't want to, but he couldn't help himself.

Sinking haphazardly......

The scorching breath lingered between the lips and teeth of the two, and Xiang Qing wanted to refuse, but when she thought that she was pretending to be asleep, she didn't dare to move.

The man's enthusiasm is out of control, probably because he has endured it for too long, so he can't bear it.

Mo Zixuan only felt uncomfortable, and couldn't wait to pour Xiang Qing tightly into his arms, that impulse seemed to be easily aroused by only Xiang Qing.

Even though, she was just pretending to be asleep and didn't respond to anything.

The big hand reached into Xiang Qing's neckline, and the slender fingers neatly peeled off the transparent button around her neck, and she was a little carried away.

Xiang Qing really couldn't stand his unscrupulous movements, and Mo Zixuan in his impression, how could he have lost his sense of proportion like this, frowning slightly, Xiang Qing slowly opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he met the man's dark eyes with a slight color, and turned his head awkwardly.

Seeing this, the nanny hiding in the kitchen saw that it was neither entering nor retreating, so she lowered her head in fright and quickly closed the kitchen door.

Young people's affairs, where can she understand, Mr. Mo is rich and powerful, do his duty, don't offend, it's good.

"Aren't you going to continue pretending?" With a strong breath, Mo Zixuan buried his head in Xiang Qing's fragrant shoulder.

Xiang Qing couldn't speak, let alone dare, she bit her lip, and her breath was also very unstable.

The little hand struggled to tie the button, but he was fiercely suppressed in the next moment, and Xiang Qing looked up at him, not knowing what to do.

"Can't you be a little better?" The emotions in his eyes were not half divided, and Mo Zixuan looked dissatisfied.

His body was very fragrant, smelling good, with a throbbing breath that made Xiang Qing throb, just like in those years.

Inexplicably, her little head is a little messy, as if it is a little unreal, time especially favors the man in front of him, he is still the same handsome and beautiful.

Realizing that Xiang Qing was staring at him, the anger in Mo Zixuan's heart also decreased a lot, he didn't know what Xiang Qing was thinking in his head, he only felt the sadness in her eyes, he was very uncomfortable.

Tears flowed silently, Xiang Qing was a little uncomfortable, her throat was very painful, and she thought to herself, about a cold.

Mo Zixuan looked at the transparent liquid that flowed out of her eyes, the big hand that was holding her loosened, got up, sat there, and said a word.

In the huge living room, there was only Xiang Qing's suppressed crying, and the voice was like crying.

Mo Zixuan felt very uncomfortable, after so many days, he was very busy, almost physically and mentally exhausted, but every time he was very bored, what appeared in his mind was Xiang Qing's smiling little face.

However, how long has it been since Xiang Qing smiled at herself like this?

This time, he won the battle, but he vaguely understood something, he saw his aunt's weighing pros and cons, and saw her choice with his own eyes.

Faintly, he felt a trace of uneasiness, and he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

It turns out that people are two-sided, and the good people he thinks he thinks may also have a dark side that no one knows.

That's right, light and darkness are inherently mutually reinforcing.

So, Xiang Qing, are you also so contradictory?

Mo Zixuan's eyes were sad and depressed, Xiang Qing didn't understand what was wrong with him, that kind of gaze, once, she had also seen, was the familiar emotion in the young man's eyes that winter.