cuddling in his arms

Chapter 123 The Party in the Qin Mansion (1)

An Ziqing stood at the door and looked into Mo Xiaoli's eyes, so youthful, so breathtaking, he forced himself to look away, but when he looked down, he saw her thin and white shoulders exposed to the air. In the middle of the bed, the black hair hangs down, blocking the looming beautiful scenery on the chest, but the silk quilt has slipped to the waist.

Gritting his teeth, he walked back to her in three steps at a time, and wrapped the quilt around her body again, "Mo Xiaoli, are you challenging my concentration?"

He pressed her to lie down, but his lower body was swollen and painful, Mo Xiaoli still had a confused expression, "What's wrong?"

"Close your eyes and sleep." An Ziqing ordered.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoli closed his eyes obediently, but An Ziqing was in more pain. He got up and was about to take a cold shower, but just as he moved, Mo Xiaoli opened his eyes again and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to sleep." An Ziqing ordered again.

Mo Xiaoli blinked and asked, "Are you going to find another girl to solve the problem? Actually, actually..."

Her voice became lower and lower, she bit her lower lip, blushing like an apple, "Actually, I can do it too..."

An Ziqing patted her on the head and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Mo Xiaoli wanted to say something else, but An Ziqing's phone rang, "Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling." . . . . .It was so boring that it was maddening, Mo Xiaoli covered his head with the quilt and muttered: "It's really ugly."

An Ziqing picked up the phone and called out, "Grandpa."

Mo Xiaoli couldn't hear what the other party was saying, only heard An Ziqing keep saying: "Yes, yes, good, good, um."

Then the phone hung up.

An Ziqing came over and lifted the quilt covering her face and said, "Aren't you afraid of suffocating yourself?"

"I'm not afraid." Mo Xiaoli replied angrily with only his eyes exposed, his hands tightly clutching the quilt.

"But I'm afraid that if you suffocate to death, you will become a lonely family."

"Okay, then I'll try my best not to suffocate myself."

After talking about why Mo Xiaoli felt so awkward, his heart was sweet.

"Lie down for a while, I'll get you some desserts to cushion your tummy. Grandpa said to go to his place at night to welcome Shaohua." When he said this, Hou An Ziqing let his voice be the most gentle and tender. He was calm, but his heart was terribly disturbed. He really didn't want his A Li to see that man again.

An Ziqing kept looking into Mo Xiaoli's eyes, she let out a calm and lazy 'oh', then slipped into the quilt and stopped talking.

This kind of pretending to be calm made An Ziqing even more nervous. His rough fingers rubbed the crystal bottle on the bedside, making a slight sound, which made Mo Xiaoli's heart jump wildly.

"Ziqing, I don't want to go." Mo Xiaoli's voice was muffled, as if he had been thinking for a long time before choking out these words.

"Why?" An Ziqing asked.

"My stomach hurts." Mo Xiaoli seemed to have thought of the answer a long time ago, as soon as he asked, she replied quickly.

"Really?" An Ziqing stood beside the bed, her tall figure blocked all the light, she was caged in a shadow, and there was an invisible pressure that made it difficult for her to breathe.

Mo Xiaoli pressed her chest, her heart was beating fast, she felt that she really couldn't face the man she had been in love with for three years and lived with for nearly ten years.She could act like a baby in front of An Ziqing, but what about Grandpa?Mo Xiaoli became inexplicably irritable. She grabbed the pillow and threw it on the ground. When she looked up, she saw An Ziqing still standing beside the bed, without any movement.

(End of this chapter)