Chapter 42: Close comrades-in-arms
After a night of madness, Mo Tianhan was a little afraid to face her. The silky warmth in my arms, I don't know what kind of sadness or anger I will have when I wake up.
The butterfly-like eyelashes flickered a few times, and a pair of cold and bottomless eyes stared at Mo Tianhan's handsome face. The two of them lay in their arms.
Before Mo Tianhan could speak, he had already been bitten by Han Meng on his wheat-colored left chest.
"Hiss......" Mo Tianhan gasped, Han Meng's mouth was already bloodshot, and the smell of fishy warmth was permeating.
Mo Tianhan thought that she must be extremely angry, so he let her bite, held her in his arms, and hugged her tighter. The pain felt real to him, and she was still there for him.
"I'm sorry, I'm just scared of losing you." Mo Tianhan's heart hurt more than his body, and his tone was humble to the dust.
"The way you waited for me to come home last night gave me so much beauty. But soon I learned that you had escaped, and I went mad with anger. I just wanted to keep you by my side and never wanted to hurt you. Feeling the desperate little white rabbit in her arms that was biting her tightly and motionless, she wanted to untie the high wall in her heart and let herself really enter.
Han Meng's whole body ached, he didn't have much strength, he was tired from biting, he opened his mouth lightly, didn't cry or make trouble, he still looked cold and cold, and said softly: "You got what you want?" β
Mo Tianhan thought that she would cry and make trouble, scold him and beat him, and coax her to let her, it will always pass, and they can start again. This sudden questioning made him not know how to answer. Maybe he got it, but it seemed to be thousands of miles away, and it was even more difficult to get it.
Han Meng saw that Mo Qian was silent and didn't answer, ignored him, continued to stare into his eyes and asked, "Why do you think I'm going to run away?" β
Isn't it? Otherwise, why did she run to the Huwan Apartment overnight to find Ning Changge?
Looking at Mo Tianhan's puzzled expression, Han Meng sighed lightly and said slowly.
"Why do you think I came to Ning Changge? I'm your fiancΓ©e, don't you know anything about me? Han Meng's question was speechless for a while.
"You have amnesia, and he has had an affair with you again......" Mo Tianhan went to the elementary school student who couldn't answer the teacher's question, and his words flickered.
"yes, I have amnesia. Otherwise, I really can't believe that I feel so strange to you, it's hard to believe that we were once a couple. Even if it is a relationship of exchange of interests, it will not be so tacit. β
Is it so strange? Yes, he has been watching her from afar, watching her proud and happy, and even watching her and Lu Jinyan enter the marriage hall. There was a trace of blood oozing from Mo Tianhan's chest, and the scars in his heart were gushing out. He thought that he had been paying attention to her, loving her silently, collecting all her preferences and experiences, and he thought he knew her very well. But in her feelings, it was still so distant. No, not in the future, in the coming days he will try to understand her mind and become her most tacit partner. Ignoring the pain in her chest, Mo Tianhan's arms tightened her closer, and she didn't resist.
"Do you think I'm looking for Ning Changge to have fun, or to pursue love? Do you really know a little bit of what I think? β
"I'm sorry, I just love you too much. I'll try to understand, we forgot about it, and start over, okay? Mo Tianhan had never bowed his head to anyone and said such soft words.
"Your love is too dangerous and extravagant for me. Not something I can afford. Han Meng looked at such a humble Great Demon King, stretched out his fingers, and gently stroked the bloodshot tooth marks on his chest, but there was a trace of compassion in his heart.
"In my mind, there is no past, no memory. I am an orphan girl, and now I only hope to live for myself and live well for the future. So you don't have to worry about me leaving you. I just need you, your power, your money, and your status. β
"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you." Mo Tianhan listened to her words, and there was a trace of bitterness in the pain, and he was secretly sad, Qiaoqiao, in fact, you already have these, you don't need me to give it to you.
"So, you don't have to look bitter. I don't want to be your weakness, possess you and suck blood, and be kept as a canary by you in the ink garden, that would be too stupid. You are my man, and we can be each other's swords and armor. As for last night's incident, let's take it as a vote for each other. We can be the closest comrades-in-arms, can't we? β
A woman with sparkling eyes and a jewel-like charm. Mo Tianhan is more determined, and only Qiao Qiao has such a calm spirit, not at all like the weak and helpless frightened last night, so quickly he has cleared the clouds and returned to his self-confidence.
"I have always been your most loyal soldier." The sour and bitter distress in Mo Tianhan's heart was far away from the sky, and the tooth marks on his chest were like the medals Qiao Qiao gave him, and there was still some pride in his heart.
"You're so quick to usurp power." Han Meng shook her bruised arm and glanced at him playfully.
"It's all up to the general." Mo Tianhan took her wrist and kissed the wrist mark very gently, and the body's reaction touched her legs.
Han Meng was annoyed again, and slapped him in the face with a backhand, "Who allowed you!" As he spoke, he struggled to get up, pulled up his shirt haphazardly, and ran away with a red face.