Medical marriage is touching, accidentally fell in love with you

Chapter 501 Mo Qingxuan and Jiang Luan's Extra Story (50)

In the bathroom, in the small cubicle, the air was expelled by thick anger and hormonal breath, the man's hot breath forcefully poured into her lungs, sweeping her mind. . .

Jiang Luan, who was freed, panted heavily. Although the air he inhaled was still strong and masculine, it was ten million times better than when he just swept his mouth shut.

She was still leaning against the partition board stiffly, her tear-filled eyes were like clear crystals, reflecting Mo Qingxuan's gloomy and handsome face.

All of this came too suddenly, from the moment she realized that she was being designed to the present, in just ten minutes, before she had figured out how to escape, he suddenly appeared and saw her vulnerable side.

For a moment, she didn't know how to face him.

In fact, Jiang Luan also has a vulnerable side, but she was deliberately hidden by herself since she was a child, and she rarely showed it, especially the environment in the previous four years did not allow her to be vulnerable at all.

She didn't speak, and Mo Qingxuan didn't speak, but just stared at her with dark eyes, as if trying to see through her heart.

He really wanted to know why she just kept escaping blindly for the sake of doing this, pushing him away, and in the eyes that met her, he could see her intention to escape.

She cried out for pain just now, but what hurt her was only her mouth, but for him, what hurt her was her heart.

He clearly should hate her, but when he saw her tears, he felt a scalding pain in his heart.

Jiang Luan's breathing gradually returned to normal, but Mo Qingxuan's breathing became more and more heavy. The anger in his heart rolled like a huge wave, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent it.

In the suffocating cubicle, Jiang Luan pursed her lips tightly, breaking the stagnation, and called him softly:
"Ah Xuan!"

Mo Qingxuan didn't speak, but pursed his thin lips tightly, the color in the bottom of his eyes suddenly deepened under her soft call, he put his big hand on the partition next to her head, his eyes fixed on her.

Jiang Luan was suffocating for a while because of the pain, the uncontrollable hot tide overflowed the tip of the nose and into the eye sockets, and the vision became blurred again.

She looked into his deep, ink-like eyes tearfully, and said with a sob:

"Ah Xuan, why bother!"

There was a flash of pain in Mo Qingxuan's eyes, which was instantly replaced by indifference. He stared at her gloomyly, and said through gritted teeth:

"Jiang Luan, you still owe me an explanation."

After saying that, he raised his hand, and with his slender fingers touched the red and swollen lips he had bitten just now, on the palm of his hand were tears from her tears...

"What explanation do you want?"

Jiang Luan's lips trembled under his fingertips, she didn't know how to explain it to him.

The corners of Mo Qingxuan's mouth slowly curled up, and his smile was cold and sarcastic, "What do you think, Jiang Luan, how long are you going to pretend to be crazy with me? Don't you really know what explanation I want?"

Jiang Luan tremblingly raised her hand, tremblingly grasped his finger on her lips, sniffed, and asked softly:

"What happened to today's engagement ceremony?"

"It's for you."

Mo Qingxuan blurted out his answer, without thinking at all, the words were low and hoarse, to Jiang Luan's ears, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard.

She felt a pain in her heart, and said in a low voice:
"I'm sorry, I can't get engaged to you, Ah Xuan, and I won't force you to marry Xiaolu anymore. If you don't want to get engaged to Xiaolu, why don't you just go out and cancel the wedding?"

Mo Qingxuan suddenly smiled, a desolate smile, that handsome face that haunted countless women was filled with a layer of despair and exhaustion at the moment, he really wanted to let it go, but there was a voice in his heart that was not reconciled shout.

"Jiang Luan, even if it's death, you should let me die to understand."

Jiang Luan trembled all over, her small face was as white as paper.

He paused slightly, pursed his lips tightly, and then said:
"You can either go downstairs to hold an engagement ceremony with me, or tell me a reason for letting me go, as long as you can tell me a reason for letting me go. I, Mo Qingxuan, swear that I will never get entangled with you again. If you break the oath, you will be beaten by God." ..."

"Ah Xuan, don't say it."

Jiang Luan suddenly covered his mouth with her hand, her voice was trembling and anxious, she didn't want him to swear, she didn't want him to have something to do.

"why?"

Mo Qingxuan's tall body froze suddenly, staring into her sad and helpless eyes, his heart sank into the bottomless abyss.

"Four years ago, I made a deal with the old woman who saved me."

Jiang Luan's voice was as soft as a gust of wind blowing in through the crack of the door, and it dissipated after passing by his ears, but Mo Qingxuan's heart was stirred up by the gust of wind...

Sure enough, as he guessed, she really had something to hide from him.

His big palm with well-articulated bones grabbed her soft little hand and wrapped it tightly in his palm, as if he was afraid that if he let go, she would immediately disappear from his sight.

At this moment, his heart was trembling, a virus called panic got into his body, and spread from his heart to every inch of nerve, every cell and blood in his body at an extremely fast speed.

He pursed his thin lips again and again, and after a long time, he asked softly:

"What deal?"

His voice was hoarse and gloomy, his tall and straight upper body leaned forward, lowered his head, pressed his thin lips against her cool forehead, and kissed her forehead with great compassion and love, stubbornly and persistently trying to penetrate his affection through his lips and into her Her skin, mixed with the blood of her whole body...

Jiang Luan's heart trembled more than his. She used to think that she could not bear his indifference, but at this moment, she realized that what she could not bear the most was his tenderness.

"Shall we talk when we go out?"

She didn't want to be so close to him, she didn't want to inhale all his breath in her lungs, and all she didn't want to feel was his painful tenderness.

"Just say it here!"

Mo Qingxuan rejected her proposal without thinking, he likes to be so close to her.

Jiang Luan's face changed slightly, but in the end she couldn't resist his insistence. She pursed her lips lightly, ignoring the pain on her lips and the pain in her heart, quietly calmed down her emotions, and then said in a low voice:
"The old lady saved me, let me meet my dad, and gave me clues about my enemy. She asked me to exchange for my love and the person I love."

"Is she perverted? Even if she saves you, she is not qualified to ask you to trade your love for it. Jiang Luan, how could you agree to her? Even without her, we can still find our enemies."

"No, Ah Xuan, I had to rely on the old woman to save me, she let me meet my father."

Jiang Luan seemed to be somewhat reserved, but Mo Qingxuan's attention was all on her words of using her love to make a deal with the person she loves, and he didn't realize it for a while.

"So what if I see Uncle Jiang, she can't bring Uncle Jiang back to life, Jiang Luan, where is that old woman?"

Mo Qingxuan asked angrily, if he wanted to find that old woman and cancel their deal, Jiang Luan was already Mo Qingxuan's wife before he was born, why should she come out halfway to separate them.

After he finished speaking, he opened the door of the cubicle, pulled Jiang Luan out, went down the steps, strode to the door, and reached out to open the door.

"Ah Xuan, where are you going? I don't know where the old lady is now."

Jiang Luan shouted anxiously, she didn't want to tell him because she was afraid that he would be impulsive, that he would go to the old lady to argue, she knew the old lady's abilities, how could she let Mo Qingxuan get hurt because of her.

Mo Qingxuan pulled her out of the bathroom, turned his head, looked at her with burning eyes, his brain was spinning, and after a while, he said:
"Didn't you say that day that you would see her on July [-]th? If so, let's get engaged first, and on July [-]th, I will accompany you to find her."

Jiang Luan's expression changed when he heard this, and he fell back, shaking his head again and again:
"Ah Xuan, no!"

"Why not, do you really want to keep a promise, never fall in love or get married, and grow old alone, Jiang Luan, are you a fool?"

Mo Qingxuan growled angrily, he didn't care about any old woman, he just wanted Jiang Luan, since he was young, he knew very well that he wanted her.

Pain flashed across Jiang Luan's eyes, and although there were tears in his eyes, his tone was decisive:
"Ah Xuan, I will not break my promise, and I will not be engaged to you."

"Do you really want to keep your promise to that old woman for the rest of your life?"

Mo Qingxuan's dark eyes were full of storms, and he couldn't help but tighten her grip on her wrist. Jiang Luan's wrist hurt, but she just pursed her lips and frowned slightly, "Yes!"

"Jiang Luan, I will hate you forever, don't you care?"

Jiang Luan's heart was suffocated, his voice calmed down, and he said softly:
"If you want to hate, just hate!"

Mo Qingxuan snorted coldly, a trace of determination flashed deep in the bottom of his eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"Since you don't care that I hate you all my life, then I don't care about your inexplicable deal with that old woman."

After saying that, he pulled her into his arms with the hand holding her wrist, and when she bumped into her arms with his other hand, he raised his hand to the back of her neck, and chopped off neatly with a knife!
Jiang Luan's eyes darkened, and she fell limply into his arms.

Mo Qingxuan's thin and firm lips pursed into firmness, he bent down, and hugged her horizontally...

(End of this chapter)