I want to kiss her hard.

The breath of each other is getting closer and closer, and the ambiguous temperature makes the driver in front of him stunned for a moment, this is the first time he has seen Mr. Mo like this.

What does he want to do?

Xiang Qing frowned, she looked at such a familiar and handsome face, and suddenly her heart throbbed, but with a strong uneasiness.

Isn't he disgusted with himself?

I don't think I want to kiss myself.

The little hand he grabbed was slightly forced, even if he couldn't shake the man in the slightest, Mo Zixuan still escaped from that addictive fantasy.

His deep dark eyes slowly became clear, but he was indifferent, narrowed slightly, and looked coldly at Xiang Qing, who seemed to be very familiar and very unfamiliar.

There was deep rejection and uneasiness in her red eyes, and that look made him wake up from a dream, what was he doing!

The big hand slowly let go of Xiang Qing's small hand, he stopped talking, his face was gloomy, he refused to look at Xiang Qing again, and looked out the window lightly.

What exactly does he want to do? Xiang Qing didn't know what the situation was in front of her, and she was inexplicably at a loss.

She wanted to say that she wanted to leave, but she couldn't express her meaning, he didn't look at herself, and she couldn't express it at all.

could have pulled his noble black sleeves, but Xiang Qing didn't dare, now he is no longer the man who loves him in every way.

"Who gave you the money?" He spoke coldly, and there was a domineering tone in his tone that had to be answered.

Xiang Qing wanted to cry aggrievedly, thinking that if he was lenient, the money could be returned to him, how could he pay it back......

Xiang Qing lowered her head and refused to answer, her small hand wanted to break the handle on the door, but the man pressed the button first.

The door won't open......

Turning back indignantly, Xiang Qing was angry, she looked at him, and felt that the handsome face was uncomfortable, what was the big deal.

"What, don't want to answer?" The long fingers picked up Xiang Qing's small chin with tears, his eyes were deep, and there was no trace, but it was easy to be disgusted by Xiang Qing.

Xiang Qing moved her mouth, she didn't know what Mo Zixuan meant, so she didn't dare to answer.

"Okay, it's okay, I'll find out." Increasing the force in his hand, Xiang Qing only felt that his chin was about to be pinched off.

Struggling to escape from the big hand that imprisoned her, she gestured to Qing, and she looked at him with pleading.

How can you beat him?

Please, let me get out of the car, okay?

What, is it soft?

The man's eyes were full of success, he hated Xiang Qing's stubborn little appearance, maybe he loved it before, but now, her actions just reminded him that this is not what it used to be.

"Do you think I'll let you go easily?" The man sneered, his hands around his chest, very elegant, and then, his thin lips tilted, "Don't forget, I am your creditor." ”

So what do you want? Didn't I say pay you back? Xiang Qing gestured, with a bad premonition in her heart, and her intuition told her that Mo Zixuan, a man, would not give up easily.

"Your money is unknown, I don't want to cause any trouble, before that......" After a deliberate pause, the man's big hand suddenly twisted Xiang Qing's little arm again, pulling her in front of him.

The breath on Xiang Qing's body was as fragrant as ever, Mo Zixuan smelled it, and felt panicked, thinking that his already cold heart was once again shaken by many traces.

What did he want to say?

didn't dare to struggle, Xiang Qing let him do anything, she was very scared, because the man in front of her, he had an inexplicable aura, he used to be warm, but now it is cold.

"You're all my slaves."

What the?

Xiang Qing's eyes widened, she looked at him in disbelief, such a handsome face, such a beautiful voice, how could she say such cruel words.

Slaves, who are whose slaves? What does he think of himself?

No, you cannot.

Xiang Qing shook her head, her black hair floating with her head, exuding bursts of fragrance.

Mo Zixuan was very useful, that breath, even if he told himself to disgust, but he couldn't help himself, he had to admit that he still had a little difference in his useless existence with Xiang Qing.

However, he knows very well that that feeling must have nothing to do with love.

He will never forgive Xiang Qing for what he did at the beginning, and that letter completely severed the previous friendship between the two.

The Xiang Qing who used to smile like a flower in front of him, occasionally sentimental, and had a small temper, and the Xiang Qing who tried her best to take care of him when he was sick no longer exists.

"Fool!" The thin lips hooked up a sneer, and the two words with a gentle tone made Xiang Qing's thoughts begin to be disordered, as if the man in front of him was still the same him.

However, a hallucination is an illusion, and in the blink of an eye, another second, he said, "You think I'm going to listen to you?" ”

Xiang Qing lowered her head and was noncommittal.

yes, how could he listen to her? For the man in front of him, his temperament and temperament, no one knows more than Xiang Qing.

What he decides, if he makes up his mind, will not be changed easily.

However, is it really so man-made and I am a fish?

"Then, that money, if you find it out, you will let me go, right?" Xiang Qing's face was still wet, she turned her head and gestured to the man.

"Don't worry, at that time, I will kick you out without you saying it." The man's brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel angry when he looked at Xiang Qing who was eager to escape.

Doesn't she want to be with herself yet?

Hehe, that's right, Xiang Qing, do you think I'm willing to look at you one more time?

Turning his noble head away, he barely looked at Qing again for the rest of the day, and didn't say a word to her again.

Xiang Qing was very satisfied with Mo Zixuan's behavior, but inexplicably, she was a little disappointed.

What is love? Why is it so tormenting?

Xiang Qing didn't expect that Mo Zixuan would drive the car to his apartment, he didn't get out of the car, but just said two words coldly, "Get out of the car." Then he stopped talking.

Xiang Qing wanted to express something, but found that the man in front of him didn't have himself in his eyes at all, he didn't look at himself, and he couldn't communicate.

In the ice and snow, Xiang Qing stood there blankly, she stomped her little feet and looked at the high-end black luxury car that was dusting away.

He, is this a change of mind?

Didn't you say that you wouldn't let yourself escape? Why did you send yourself back?

On the other side, in the car,

The man leaned lazily on the black leather chair, his slender fingers gently tapping the armrest next to him, and his face was very solemn.

Deep black eyes with a hint of scarlet, he tightened his big hand, feeling that he was a little out of control just now, why. Didn't you want to stay away from her? Why, again and again to find excuses to approach him.

This noble, elegant man, some of them are beginning to understand their own hearts.

There is no doubt that two years ago, the damage that Xiang Qing brought to him was huge, and he was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that Xiang Qing would abandon him.

However, Xiang Qingken took care of him day and night in his almost stupid state, and why did she turn around and leave for the money, has she always been acting for herself?

Mo Zixuan closed his eyes gently, he didn't dare to think about it, he didn't want to think about it, he would rather that the girl who remained in his memory would always be the same as she was at the beginning.

Long finger fluctuating the phone, he called the assistant, no matter what method is used, it is bound to rescue the person who helped Xiang Qing, he wants to see what kind of lover Xiang Qing has.

A few days passed

Mo Zixuan didn't come to find Xiang Qing, and the money in the card was not deducted, Xiang Qing didn't understand why she just felt that she shouldn't be so passive anymore.

Take the initiative to find the man? She wouldn't dare.

For today's plan, Xiang Qing is thinking about the issue of rent, he has been dismissed, and it is naturally impossible to have a salary.

So, one afternoon when the temperature was right, Xiang Qing cleaned up and prepared to go out to find a job.

The pace of life in Hong Kong is very busy, of course, the imperial capital is also like this, and Xiang Qing is also used to it, so she walks on the street, searching for various job postings.

Because the network at home is broken, Xiang Qing can only look for it manually.

"Don't mean it, miss, we're looking for a waiter, you...... The ability to express itself is also not very good. ”

"I'm sorry, we have enough employees."

"Hello, I'm sorry, I don't need ......"

……

After several rejections, Xiang Qing's heart has begun to be deflated, why is it so difficult to find a job that can make a living?

In the end, it's also my own ability, so there's a problem, especially, this mouth that can't speak.

In the final analysis, it's all because of that man, if he hadn't stabbed the matter to the newspaper, how could this happen?

Thinking of this, Xiang Qing's mind was in a trance, she kicked the stone on the side of the road, her face was full of grievances, and she looked at herself in the window who was lost and depressed, and it was very uncomfortable.

Xiang Qing, you have to cheer up, anyway, isn't that man Mo Zixuan already coming to bother you?

Ay?

A black figure flashed from the window, Xiang Qing was startled, and subconsciously turned her head over, and similarly, the man not far away was also looking at her.

His skin is very fair, his facial features are very delicate, I have to say that he is a very demonic man, but in a trance......

It's so familiar.

Who is he? Why are you looking at yourself all the time?

The man on the same side wrapped his hands around his chest, his eyes were full of color, and the corners of his mouth hooked a curvature, which was not a big arc, but Xiang Qing's eyes were blinded.

That man just now, is it Mo Zixuan?

No, it's not, he's not Mo Zixuan.

With that kind of look, with banter and scrutiny, it is not at all that Mo Zixuan should have an expression, at least, he will not look at himself with such eyes.