Duanxin CEO: Hot Wife Arrogant As Fire

Chapter 205 Resentment

Her fingertips trembled slightly, Xia Moying couldn't help thinking of the scene when Gong Muliang fell at her door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he woke up!

Taking a deep breath, and then exhaling slowly, Xia Moying carefully held the corner of the towel and wiped all parts of Gong Muliang's body.

But when the pants were on, she felt the tightness of the man's body, and a smug expression quickly appeared in her eyes.

"Gong Muliang, you are about to fall into my hands now, do you have anything to say to me? If you want to ask me now, then hurry up, I will send you a life out of kindness."

She put her hand on the waistband of the man's hospital gown, raised her eyebrows and watched Gong Muliang's ears getting redder and redder.

And those obsidian-like eyes are as deep as a cold pool, which makes people shudder and chills all over.

"Do not."

The man opened his thin lips lightly, and let out a single syllable.

Xia Moying chuckled, winked at Gong Muliang, and frowned.

"Haha, no? Little girl, give me a smile, maybe I can show you kindness and let you go."

Slender fingers frivolously lifted Gong Muliang's chin, Xia Moying smiled wantonly, the smile on the corner of her lips was like a rose in full bloom, delicate and dazzling.

The man glanced at her with his expressionless handsome face, narrowed his eyes coldly, and then, with lightning speed, directly grabbed Xia Moying's weak and boneless little hand and pressed her down, his eyes were full of turbulent waves. , the voice was even slightly hoarse, making one's scalp tingle.

"Need not!"

What the hell!

Only then did Xia Moying know what the man was referring to when he said no.

It turned out that I said that I was welcome!

The thing under the palm struggled slowly like a living thing.

Xia Moying's pretty face flushed, and she spat at the man all over in her heart, before she snorted coldly and rolled her eyes at him.

As if touching something dirty, she quickly withdrew her hand, her porcelain white face was as delicate and charming as a rose on a spring morning.

"Hmph, you're not honest when you're sick, you deserve it."

Xia Moying spoke angrily, but her fingers nimbly avoided somewhere, took off the man's pants, and winked at Gong Muliang.

Gong Muliang frowned and looked at Xia Moying with an ugly expression.

"Uncomfortable."

Xia Moying sneered, and rolled her eyes angrily.

"You are suffering, but I am still suffering! If you are suffering, try your best not to get sick!"

But as soon as the words came out, she glanced at Gong Muliang regretfully, paused her fingers, and looked at him expectantly.

Angrily, she sat down on the chair next to her, her eyes turned red.

"I can't just leave me like this in the future. Do you know how much I worry about you? I dare not sleep every day. As long as I sleep, I will have nightmares and my spirit will become worse and worse. You don't know, when you know that you want to When you come back to celebrate my birthday, I will be so happy in the future."

Xia Moying sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed, stretched out her hand to grab Gong Muliang's hand, her eyes were red with grievance.

Hot tears meandered down the cheeks, like beads with a broken thread, falling down in a rustle, forming mottled marks on the trousers.

"Don't cry."

The man frowned, looking at Xia Moying's sad and weeping face, it was as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

He reached out to reach Xia Moying's shoulder, but she avoided him.

Pouted, stared at the man aggrievedly, gritted his teeth and stared at him with resentment on his face.

"Why do you have to bear all this alone? Why have you refused to tell me all this time? Why didn't you contact me? Why did you treat me so well?"

A series of questions made Gong Muliang's expression suddenly change.

He frowned, and there was still a lot of doubt in his eyes.

Are these very important?
Before he could come up with the result, Xia Moying had already reached out and hugged the other party's waist tightly, buried herself in Gong Muliang's arms, and cried loudly.

That way frightened him, but it seemed that he wanted to express the feeling that he had been suppressing for a while.

Gong Muliang snorted, but reached out and slowly covered Xia Moying's back, patting gently.

"It's okay, I have everything."

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, but Xia Moying didn't want to appreciate it at all. Hearing this, his whole body froze, and he even cried "Wow".

She stretched out her arms and hugged Gong Muliang tightly, lying on his shoulder and weeping fiercely.

That heart-piercing appearance made people feel extremely sad.

Just these few days, she even imagined whether Gong Muliang was just a dream in her short life.

There will only be such a short moment, and after making yourself feel happy, it will disappear directly from your life?

Then the darkness of the previous life will cover his entire life again?
She clenched her hands tightly, and finally felt ruthless in her heart. She opened her mouth and bit Gong Muliang's shoulder. She didn't give up until the smell of rust appeared in her mouth.

Taking a step back, Xia Moying looked at Gong Muliang with hazy eyes and bit her lip.

"Gong Muliang, are you deliberately spoiling me with such a personality that no one wants? So when the time comes, no one will rob you, right?"

Xia Moying sobbed and sniffed.

"Have you ever thought about what I would do if something happened to you?"

Gong Muliang looked at her fixedly and shook his head.

"No!"

A concise word seems to be his explanation.

Xia Moying sneered, and pulled the corners of Gong Muliang's lips coldly, narrowing her eyes slightly with a gloomy expression.

"No? What do you mean? I won't be wanted by anyone? Or is it impossible for you to have an accident? "

Now, as long as she thinks about Gong Muliang collapsing at the door of her house, Xia Moying will still feel limp and powerless.

She pursed her lips tightly and looked at Gong Muliang with a sneer.

He reached out and grabbed the other person's clothes tightly, pulling the person towards him, and the two looked at each other with cold eyes.

"Damn it, Gong Muliang, I warn you, my life is mine. From the day you propose to me, it belongs to me. Do you understand?"

Xia Moying gritted her teeth and spoke.

Gong Muliang sighed softly, looked at the fragile but stubborn woman in front of her, opened her mouth, but always felt only fragile.

He put his arms around Xia Moying's waist, and slowly pressed her towards him, his lips skillfully grasped those familiar lips.

Xia Moying stretched out her hands to grab Gong Muliang's neck, and slowly deepened the kiss. Hot tears flowed down her cheeks, winding down her porcelain-white face, and finally disappeared into her clothes.

"I'll be fine."

Letting go of Xia Moying, whose face was blushing, Gong Muliang touched the other's forehead, and spoke softly.

Xia Moying sniffed, pouted her mouth aggrievedly and looked at the other party.

"Don't hide this kind of thing from me in the future."

Gong Muliang spoke firmly.

"Not in the future."

Xia Moying nodded briskly, finally laughing through tears.

However, she didn't see how the coldness in Gong Muliang's eyes penetrated into people's hearts.

Xia Moying was about to say something, but suddenly felt that her palms were tired, she looked down involuntarily, and her expression changed again.

"You're bleeding."

Xia Moying wanted to slap herself in the face.

She had just forgotten that Gong Muliang was still injured.

Pain flickered in her eyes, she turned around hastily, and after calling the doctor to change Gong Muliang's medicine, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Lowering her eyes, Xia Moying had a pretty face, lowered her head, silently holding the towel in her hand, and continued to do her work.

The air seemed to be silent in an instant.

Gong Muliang narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Moying, and reached out to grab her hand, but Xia Moying slammed it away.

Rubbing the corner of her eye fiercely with the back of her hand, Xia Moying couldn't help sobbing.

Why are you so stupid?Can't even take care of the sick?
Taking a deep breath, Xia Moying pursed her lips, biting her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying.

Crying is a sign of cowardice.

But after Gong Muliang was admitted to the hospital, she cried a lot more.

"I will not do it again."

The man didn't understand Xia Moying's thoughts. He thought she was worried about him and was angry with him. He reached out and tugged at Xia Moying's arm, and spoke stiffly.

The anxiety, worry and sadness in Xia Moying's heart finally had an outlet, and after crying hard, she looked at the man awkwardly with red and swollen eyes.

"Gong Muliang, I was worried about your grandfather, so I didn't tell him."

Gong Muliang raised his wrist, touched the corners of Xia Moying's eyes, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Xia Moying's shadow was reflected in the bright black pupils.

"Need not."

Even if you don't tell him, he won't know.

what?
"But the old man is old, and his heart is prone to problems. What should he do if he is stimulated in the middle?"

Xia Moying looked at Gong Muliang in disbelief.

If you look at Gong Muliang's childhood experience, shouldn't the relationship between him and his grandfather be pretty good?

"Haha, it is said that the little girl is caring, and it is true."

Outside, the old man's loud laughter came in.

Xia Moying turned her head in some doubts, only to see Mr. Gong walking in with a red face, looking at Gong Muliang with a slight condemnation.

"You, you were reckless this time."

Sun Tzu made such a decision, of course he supported it.

With the lesson learned from his son and the misfortune of his grandson when he was a child, he has already thanked heaven and earth for being able to fall in love with a woman.

But as for this trial, there is another hidden reason.

Naturally, he felt sorry for his grandson, and secretly asked his own people to follow behind, but who knew that something unexpected happened in the end.

"Yes!"

Gong Muliang lowered his eyes, looking at the bandage on his chest lightly, expressionless.

Xia Moying couldn't bear it, she reached out and grabbed Gong Muliang's broad palm, put it in the palm, and raised her head.

"Grandpa, it's all my fault."

If he hadn't been in a hurry to celebrate his birthday, Gong Muliang wouldn't have had an accident, right?

She pursed her lips, feeling her throat was a little congested.

(End of this chapter)