The cold sound of the door shutting fell.

Mo Chen leaned on the sofa, his face expressionless, and the whole person seemed to be in the ice and snow.

The door of the lounge slowly opened, and Qiao Ruoxin walked out of it, tears hanging from her long eyelashes.

She walked slowly to the man, with a faint cry in her voice: "When did you get into a car accident?" Why never tell me! ”

If it hadn't been for the conversation I had just heard in the break room.

This dog man probably won't tell her about a car accident in his life.

Mo Chen raised his eyes, looked at her teary eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Two years ago." ”

"Why the car accident?"

The man said lightly: "Fatigue driving." ”

Qiao Ruoxin was about to say something, but suddenly, her body was pulled down by the man and she fell on the sofa.

"Little ghost, don't forget what you told me, the game is over, tell me the truth." There was a mixture of emotions hidden in his dark eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Hmm." ”

She has always been thinking about how to tell the truth of two years ago so that Mo Chen can not be stimulated.

Mo Chen laughed silently and pulled her into his arms, as if he was about to rub into his bones.

The man's deep and sexy voice suddenly became a little irritable again: "Damn! You give Lao Tzu a good look! They are all waiting to see the joke! ”

Qiao Ruoxin laughed, and his slender arms hugged his body tightly.

"Mo Chen, I won't let you down this time."

For a moment, the irritability in Mo Chen's body quieted down, and he responded lightly: "Hmm......"

"Brother Mo Chen, I'll accompany you to the lounge to sleep for a while."

She estimated that the man still couldn't sleep all night.

Mo Chen let go of her, held her jaw, and looked at her crying red eyes: "Crying? Because I? ”

"Well, don't you like to see me shed tears for you? I cried because of you. ”

Sure enough, in the next second, the dog man actually chuckled, and his voice was low and doting: "Cry for a while and show me, huh?" ”

"......" she was really speechless.

This dog man is really a dog!

What a fetish this is!

"Go to bed, hurry up, I'll be back to training camp at five o'clock."

She dragged the man to the lounge, but Mo Chen pulled her back into his arms, wrapped her around her thin waist, and kept her from moving.

"Just cry for five minutes?"

“……”

"Three minutes."

Mo Chen's lazy and deep voice seemed to bewitch her, and he kissed her earlobe: "After crying for three minutes, I'll go to sleep." ”

It's really a bad requirement!

Dog man!

Qiao Ruoxin stared at the man's eyes as deep as the sea, and then, in the next moment, her tears burst out of her eyes, so wronged, pitiful.

But watching her shed tears, the smile on the corner of the dog man's mouth became more and more intense.

"Mo Chen! You're a complete dead pervert! Love to see me cry! ”

She couldn't stand it anymore and got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ye directly picked her up by the waist and walked in the direction of the lounge.

"Little ghost, you're still better behaved when you cry for me."

"Brother Mo Chen, when did you start liking me?"

Qiao Ruoxin had always wanted to ask this question.

She remembered that when she was 14 years old, she saw Mo Ye for the first time, and she obediently shouted 'Brother Mo Chen', but Mo Ye didn't even look at her.

Therefore, when she was 17 years old, Mo Chen confessed to her, and she felt inexplicable.