Murong Feng went to the kitchen again to get an ice pack for her to put on it, and sat next to her all the time, hurry up in the early morning, he touched her forehead, as if the fever had subsided, and then he relieved himself and went back to his room.

  After the heavy rain, the air becomes unusually fresh, and the morning sun shines with its vitality, setting a layer of gold on everything in the world, everything seems to be so beautiful, except for people.

  Song Muze was woken up by the ringing of the doorbell one after another, and the feeling of a splitting headache made him frown. The doorbell changed to a hurried slamming sound, he opened his eyes, wanted to rub his eyebrows, but found that his hand seemed to be pressed by something, the soft and delicate touch made him shocked, and after suddenly lifting the quilt and seeing Mo Ling nestled in his arms, it made him feel like falling into an ice cave. Last night's scenes began to appear in his mind intermittently like movie replays

  "Brother Makizawa." Without the quilt, the coldness woke Mo Ling up, and she called him weakly.

  Song Muze's heart was completely cold when he saw that there were traces of madness on her fair skin, as well as the plum blossoms in full bloom. His eyes were blank, his gaze was glazed, as if he had no soul, and his expression was very strange.

  Seeing him like this, Mo Ling was a little panicked, and shook his arm, "Brother Mu Ze? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me, it's all my fault. ”

  "Bang", there was a sound of breaking in, Song Muze finally reacted, he shook off Mo Ling's hand suddenly, and hurriedly picked up his pants from the ground and put them on, he only had one thought now, that is, to find Chang Xiaoxiao, he wanted to explain it to her.

  As soon as he put on his pants, someone rushed in, raised his fist and punched Song Muze hard, this person was Mo Ling's father, followed by her mother.

  "Stinky son, how dare you sleep with my daughter?"

  When Mo Ling's father was about to punch Song Muze again, Mo Ling rushed over and protected him in front of him.

  "Dad, if you want to beat me, you can beat me, I did it voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with him."

  Mo Ling's father, who was angry, saw his disheveled daughter, and immediately became angry, and his backhand was a slap, and Mo Ling's face suddenly swollen.

  "I don't have a daughter like you, you really lost the face of the Mo family. Okay, I'll kill you today! ”

  "Dad, don't fight, extinguish the fire." Mo Lingmu protected Mo Ling in front of Mo Ling with tears.

  "You should fight too! I can't even teach my own daughter well, what did I do at home? I'm out and about, making money to support my family, and I'm raising a bunch of waste, isn't it? ”

  The Mo family has always been strict and never allowed their daughter to spend the night outside, but last night Mo Ling not only didn't go home, but he couldn't even get through to his mobile phone, and his family died in a hurry.

  Song Muze didn't want to take care of their family affairs, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up and was about to go out, he just wanted to go to Chang Xiaoxiao now.

  "You want to run, don't you?" Mo Ling's father grabbed him and punched him again.

  Song Muze was a little angry, he was also a victim, why should he be fisted for nothing?

  "Uncle Mo, I respect you as an elder, but I also have a bottom line. Do you think I'm willing to have sex with your daughter? If she hadn't drugged me, how could I possibly touch her? ”

  Mo Ling's parents looked at her in disbelief, "Is his real?" ”

  Mo Ling lowered his head and was silent, and when Mo Ling's father saw her acquiescence, he couldn't help but kick her.

  "I don't have a daughter like you, it's really embarrassing to go home."

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