Dead woman?

Xiao Ai was taken aback, knowing the handsome man in front of him couldn't alleviate the fear in his heart, shouldn't he think he was some kind of demon and monster.

"I'm not reincarnated." Pouting, Xiao Ai tugged at the corner of her clothes, staring at the man close at hand in front of her, his skin was good, his eyes were so beautiful, no, he was so beautiful everywhere.

"Yes." With a faint hum, the man silently returned to his place and stopped talking.

If it was, Xiang Qing, she shouldn't have talked to him like this, that woman often lowered her head, afraid that she would eat her.

However, I love her very much, the fawn-like eyes, the water is exquisite, and it is very good-looking.

I don't understand, what does the man in front of me mean, Xiao Ai is also a little deflated, thinking, did she just say something wrong?

Why didn't he look good and make him angry?

"Are you not angry?" Careful opening.

Mo Zixuan frowned slightly, his delicate facial features were still not the slightest moved, and he looked out the window lightly, leaving her with an indifferent side face.

Is it because of the relationship with that woman that even the tone of speech has become so similar? So much so that he was almost confused just now.

However, that woman, such a ruthless woman, probably can't speak now.

From her mouth, there shouldn't be any nice words, what I can't forget is that the empathetic and unwavering Xiang Qing he knows is dead......

Yes, it's dead......

The car drove smoothly into the community, and in this civilian residence, such a luxurious but low-luxury car is rare, so that many people came to pay attention.

"Just stop here." Xiao Ai picked up her clothes and followed the driver.

The driver moved his eyes, but still did not step on the brakes, and he squinted at the man behind him who closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not stop without his permission.

Xiao Ai was clear, and turned his eyes to look at the handsome, quiet and calm man on the side, he seemed to be asleep, and his quiet appearance made people unable to take their eyes off.

However, a gut instinct told her that he had not slept.

"The building?" The man slowly opened his eyes and asked with thin lips, although it was an inquiry, but the tone could not be refused.

Xiao Ai said the address, slowly admiring the man's peerless beauty.

She peeked very carefully, almost imperceptibly, but who Mo Zixuan was, how could he not understand, although he was very uncomfortable with that kind of gaze, he still endured it.

It's probably because of the smell of her body.

"Ah, I saw it, it's Xiang Qing!" Xiao Ai shouted excitedly.

Following her line of sight, the man's hands on his lap were slightly clenched, and clear green tendons burst out on the back of his white hands.

In the snow, the small gray-white figure was particularly abrupt, her little face was red from the cold, covering her ears, and she was still as weak as before.

A subtle sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed without a trace, his eyes were deep, and the picture at that time, those words, appeared in front of him again.

I finally left him.

Because of the money? Sure enough, money is a good thing, but because of that kind of thing, she easily gave up her feelings.

That is, after many years, I have never paid to people.

was easily trampled on by her, the difference is that Mo Xiao's betrayal at the beginning only made him feel hateful, and what Xiang Qing did made him feel loveless.

However, is it too stupid to die for such a merciless person?

Xiang Qing looked at the black luxury car from afar, and was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, Xiao Ai's family should not be surprised that they are so rich.

It's just that she didn't realize that the car in front of her was not an ordinary car, it was the latest limited edition in the world, and I was afraid that there would be no few in the country.

"Well, I'm leaving, thank you." Xiao Ai opened the car door, but, unexpectedly, the man also got out of the car.

The slender and upright figure leaned on the side of the car, and he was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

With a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, the delicate facial features on his fair face tilted slightly, and his hands in his coat pockets, gloomy and handsome.

Xiang Qing felt that the soles of her feet were very cold, so cold that she wanted to run away, but her heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone and she couldn't move.

His slender legs moved, and under Xiao Ai's surprised gaze, he slowly came towards Xiang Qing.

Mo Zixuan smiled lightly, his appearance was the same as before, as if the indifferent, venomous man a few days ago was simply another person.

Until Mo Zixuan walked in, Xiang Qing didn't know how to face it, she wanted to escape, she wanted to run frantically, but her feet were sticky, so she could only stand there stupidly.

I don't know if it's because of the cold and windy weather, she trembled unconsciously, obviously she was not wrong, but why was her heart so worried.

For a while, the fragrant breath hit, Xiang Qing's nose was very sour, and she wanted to cry, but she couldn't help it, it had already passed, why should she be so sentimental and hypocritical.

Mo Zixuan looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were quiet, he was not sad, not sad at all, but why did the woman in front of him dare to be so arrogant.

She is so ruthless, doesn't she feel a trace of guilt for herself?

It's chilling.

The cold wind is swishing, on this side, two people are one high and one low, and they don't get tired of each other.

On the other side, Xiao Aixin was puzzled, but because of the man's terrifying aura, she didn't dare to step forward, she wanted to step forward, but she always felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

The cold wind, Xiang Qing shivered unconsciously, she lowered her head, wanting to bypass the black man in front of her and go to find Xiao Ai.

However, the next second was blocked by the fragrant and cold figure.

Xiang Qing raised her head, she didn't know what was going on, she didn't want to have any anxiety with Mo Zixuan, since he let him leave, then she would follow his wishes.

What does it mean to be in this dilemma?

"What does he want to do?" Frowning slightly, Xiang Qing raised her head, and had to admit that her heart still trembled slightly when she saw the handsome face that was still as handsome as ever.

"I'm here to ask for the account!" The man sneered, his thin lips slightly open.

Xiang Qing was puzzled, her hands in her pockets were shaking, even though her face was pretending to be very calm.

Mo Zixuan is still like that, so good-looking that makes people's hearts palpitate, and at this moment, she even delusionally thinks that if it was before, she could desperately step forward and hug the man in front of her.

But, now, why are his eyes so cold? It was so strange, the corners of his mouth were smiling, very quiet, very good-looking, but Xiang Qing felt a cold feeling to the bone.

Why, do you want to look at her like that?

"Do you think we're in the right place?" The big hand in his pocket tightened, Mo Zixuan hated the root of his teeth, and his face was still the same as the light and breezy appearance.

"Between us?" Xiang Qing smiled bitterly, between them, from beginning to end, there was nothing.

He wants to leave by himself, he is gone, what else does he want to do? Is there anything else that dissatisfies him?

"That, Xiang Qing ......" Xiao Ai kept her distance, she heard Mo Zixuan's words, and was a little surprised, did she know her?

However, his appearance and tone are so cold and aggressive.

Xiang Qing, who couldn't speak, just looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what to do, which made people feel very distressed.

"Shut up!" The man's tone was light, obviously such ugly words, and he said it very gently.

"But, Mr. Mo, Xiang Qing, Xiang Qing She can't speak, you ...... "Can you not keep forcing her?"

Of course, under the man's cold eyes, she obediently closed her mouth, and swallowed the words back into her stomach, and she seemed to have too much mouth.

Obviously, Mo Zixuan didn't expect Xiang Qing to answer at all, he was insulting her, despising her, and recognizing that she couldn't speak, so he was even more unscrupulous.

Is he enough?

Xiang Qing was very sad, but she was even more angry, no woman could tolerate the man she loved to speak ill of her.

Xiang Qing held back the sourness in her heart, she turned her head and wanted to go back.

Seeing this, Xiao Ai hurriedly followed, grabbed Xiang Qing's hand, and the two were just about to go upstairs, but saw that the man behind them was still standing there, and said a word.

"I said, Xiang Qing, I'm here to ask for an account, so you can't go." The big hand dragged Xiang Qing back, and when she stumbled, she let go of her hand in disgust.

An unstable, Xiang Qing's little ass was hit by a seedling, and it was called a strong one.

Xiao Ai hurriedly grabbed Xiang Qing, but she didn't want to, she was unstable and fell down......

"Mr. Mo, no matter what there is, it shouldn't be ......"

"If you talk any more nonsense, I'll throw you out." The sharp eyes glared at Xiao Ai, who was a little girl, scared.

She believed that Mo Zixuan could really do that.

Xiang Qing shook the snow in her hand, she gestured, she believed that Mo Zixuan could understand it, because in those years, he had said that he had this experience.

Sign language is not a problem for him.

This time, the man looked at it lightly, he didn't pretend not to understand anymore, just moved his thin lips slightly, and sneered.

She said she didn't owe herself.

It's ridiculous!

The big white hand was taken out of the pocket, and on it, there were clearly thick green tendons, which made people a little frightened. Xiang Qing was very afraid that he would slap him.

However, I have the impression that he will not hit a woman.

"Don't you owe me? However, if I remember correctly, when you come to Hong Kong, your living expenses, including this apartment, are all the same card for consumption. ”

Xiang Qing frowned, she gestured anxiously, that is...... No...... I......

After gesturing for a long time, Xiang Qing couldn't express what he wanted to say......

"Is the money yours?" In a word, Xiang Qing's hand stopped, lowered her head, and her little hand was held very tightly, very tightly, and it hurt to the palm of her hand.