Trembling, he kissed Mo Gu's lips.

Seeing his humble appearance and Mo Gu's cold expression, Bingru almost wanted to stop and leave.

However, Dad's smile always comes to Bingru's mind......

"I'm going to save my father, so it's just over tonight." Bingru thought so.

Leaning forward, he closed his eyes to deepen the kiss.

But Bingru, who didn't have any experience in this area, only felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger for a while, except for pressing close to Mo Gu's lips, he didn't know what to do.

Driven by his own body, he stiffly hugged Mo Gu's neck like a robot, and slowly approached Mo Gu with his girlish body.

Just as Bingru was about to hug Mo Gu further, Mo Gu suddenly pushed her away fiercely, and Bingru, who had lost her center of gravity for a while, was pushed off the bed.

A large bruise appeared on his body......

Bingru, who was disheveled, looked particularly embarrassed.

She felt very ashamed in itself, and even her toes were red the moment she was pushed out of bed.

"Get out! Get out of here! Mo Gu's eyes seemed to be even more gloomy than when he first entered the bedroom.

"Since you won't know anything, get out of here, I'm a bitch myself, what kind of chaste martyr is pretending? Why wasn't this the case when I climbed into my bed at the hotel, since I wouldn't, go and learn from me. ”

As he spoke, Mo Gu picked up the phone: "Li Bo, take this woman out immediately, and let her learn her own business." ”

Mo Gu's words were like nails nailed to Bingru's heart, full of holes and blurred flesh......

Hearing the knock on the door, Bing consciously quickly wrapped up her bathrobe, stood up little by little and walked towards the door, she wanted to pick up the last of her dignity.

"Miss Bingru, please come with me" Li Bo still smiled at the signature butler. After speaking, he made a gesture of please, and walked forward, leading Bingru to a room that should be a guest room, this room is completely different from the one just now, although it is still a simple layout, but it looks a little warmer.

After taking Bingru into the room, Li Bo went out and closed the door with him.

Bingru has been in a state of chaos since she was just pushed out of bed and humiliated, feeling that everything she has done is so low...... But, despite this, everything was in vain, his face was also lost by himself, and he did not meet the demon's requirements, which means that he did not get the money he should have received from selling his body, so what should Dad do, how can he save Dad without money?

Bingru panicked.

At this moment, the projection across the bed suddenly turned on on its own.

Just when Bingru was wondering what was going on, a man and a woman appeared on the screen......

Suddenly, Bingru's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, tears couldn't stop flowing. "Why, isn't it enough to humiliate me? ……”

The screen was still playing, and the sound resounded throughout the room, and it was as cold as a heart, and it was extremely terrifying.

However, the men and women on the screen have no intention of stopping......

Bingru covered her head with the quilt, trying to escape from all this, unwilling to watch or listen, but the film seemed to be against her and became louder and louder, no matter how she covered her ears, the woman's voice was still so harsh.

Bingru's tears wet the pillow like beads with broken threads.

His mind is full of how to save his father and get rid of this inhuman place......

Thinking about it, Bingru, who was still a little feverish, fell asleep groggily.

Here, in Mogu's bedroom.

Half-lying staring at the oil painting on the opposite wall, or more precisely, at the beautiful man holding hands in the oil painting.

The sadness in his eyes couldn't be stopped, as if the iceberg in the eyes of the man who was as cold as ice in front of outsiders was melting little by little, until it disappeared completely, leaving only sadness and heartache......

It is only at this time that Mo Gu's eyes will have such a change.

Only when he looks at that woman will there be such a change in his eyes, revealing a trace of tenderness, even if the one in front of him is just the back of that woman, a painting, it is enough to arouse the only remaining true feelings and attachment in his heart.

"After so many years, I still can't accept other women when I'm conscious." After speaking, a self-deprecating smile flowed at the woman in the painting.