Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

"You can insult me, but you are not qualified to insult Hiroshi Kazama. He is a really good man, a man who is sincerely for my good, sympathizes with and cherishes me, and is not comparable to you self-righteous and superior men." She said with a smile on her face. Angry, his voice raised an octave.

Seeing her defending Kazama Hong so much, Ji Mo didn't hesitate to argue loudly with him, which was not at all like her usual submissive character, and the anger in his heart grew even stronger.

Do you care so much about Hiroshi Kazama?It seems that he really fell in love with that man, and even said that Kazama Hiroshi is not comparable to men like them.

"It seems that you really like him." He said coldly.

"Yes, I really like him." Mu Baoer did not deny it.

Even though they didn't get along for a long time, she was deeply moved by Hiroshi Kazama's kneeling and his willingness to put a knife in his friend's ribs.

Such a man who has a basic conscience and is kind to himself is at least the best of all the people she has met.It's much better than these one or two men who can only take advantage, are cold-blooded and ruthless, and hurt her.

Ji Mo suddenly stood up and forced her to the floor-to-ceiling window: "Bao'er, let me ask you the truth, do you hate me very much?"

Mu Baoer was forced to press her body against the glass by him, feeling the immense pressure on her face. Looking at Ji Mo's strange and calm expression, she really couldn't figure out what he meant by asking such a question.

Of course, for this man, apart from her fear and powerlessness, the rest of her is probably disgust and subtle hatred.

But how could she say it, it would definitely irritate him, and he didn't know how to toss himself.But if she was asked to go against her conscience and say neither hate nor hate, she really couldn't make such hypocritical words.

So I can only be silent.

"You are acquiescing! Even if you usually act indifferent, you still hate me." Ji Mo smiled, but there was no joy in the smile, only sarcasm and a faint anger.

Mu Baoer lowered her eyes lightly: "Whether I hate it or not is very important to Mr. Ji?"

"...Of course it's not important." Ji Mo smiled lightly.

"There are more people like you, those who love you and those who hate you. There are not many people who are more than me, and many people who are less than me. Mr. Ji doesn't care about me that much in his heart. And I really can't like someone who once hurt you." Me, the person who raped me." Mu Baoer said calmly.

The true hurt is irreparable. She is just an ordinary woman, and because she once loved a scumbag, she has suffered a lot of hurt.

Love is not manifested through hurt. She is scarred both physically and mentally. She just wants to have someone who is sincerely good to herself, who will not hurt herself, who loves her and loves her.

It doesn't need to be very grand, and it doesn't need any rich and powerful people. It's fine to be ordinary and simple. I don't want to be entangled in these men. They are too strong, self-centered, and don't care about other people's feelings and pain.

What's more, in their hearts, they never respected her, treated her as a pawn or as a slave, teased her when they were happy, and hurt her at will when they were unhappy.

After hearing her calm and indifferent words, especially the one that would not fall in love with someone who raped her, Ji Mo fell into a rare silence, with no emotion on his face.

After a while, his deep voice sounded.

"So, if possible, you would run away from me, right?"