Master Mo's beloved wife

In another city, Mo QingHan was shocked, and his eyes looked around like stars.

Did he hear her wrong just now? How could he hear her voice?

He shook his head mockingly.

This is another city. Qin Xiaolou can't be here.

However, the voice was very similar to her just now.

Qin Xiaolou only dare to show her little paw when she is forced to have no way out, show her innocent and angry look and call him Mo QingHan.

She would never know that the more she resisted, the more he wanted to put her under pressure and do whatever he wanted.

Her helpless murmur, like the world's best aphrodisiac, let him proud of self-control completely disappeared.

Galloping on her, he showed his most primitive desire

"Mo Shao, do one, you are young and promising!" General manager Wu touched him with his glass.

He is the main person in charge of this project.

Mo QingHan showed a polite smile: "I'm flattered. I'll live up to my expectations."

He raised his glass to drink the red wine, which had a good color.

"Pa!"

When the wine glass fell to the ground, the red liquid spilled on his expensive handmade suit, leaving some dark marks.

"Mo Shao, what's the matter?" General manager Wu was very humble. He quickly turned his face and said, "come and wipe the ink quickly!"

The woman in cool clothes came.

"Mo Shao, let me wipe it for you..."

Women's voice charming amorous feelings, the long ending deliberately provocative, crisp into the bone marrow.

She bent down.

Ink light cold at a glance, you can see the ups and downs.

He frowned askew and raised his hand in front of his eyes. His movements were smooth. The diamond on his cuff reflected the luxurious light and shook the woman's eyes.

"Mo Shao, why don't you go to the room and change it?" Mr. Wu spoke carefully.

"No need." Mo light cold indifference, turned and walked out, his heart some irritable, raised his hand to cover his chest.

Just now, I had a sharp pain in my heart, which seemed to be an illusion.

Is it true that he thinks too much?

Ink light cold mixed shopping malls for many years, is not a wave of fame.

His intuition and judgment are more sensitive than wild animals, and he is not an ordinary person to be in charge of the Mohist group at a young age.

He raised his hand to make a call to Mo Zhai.

"Brother QingHan, why did you call back suddenly?" Mo XiuXiu's voice is an undisguised surprise.

Mo QingHan frowned: "XiuXiu, you don't have a good rest in your room. How did you get downstairs?"

His low voice is full of magnetism and care. Mo XiuXiu is absent-minded. His face is full of joy. He is about to speak.

Mo light cold but first opened a mouth: "XiuXiu, let Qin Xiaolou answer the phone, I have something to find her."

The smile on Mo XiuXiu's face suddenly dissipated into anger

"Sister just went out, if there is anything I can tell you."

She tried to keep her tone the same.

Ink light cold good-looking eyebrows tightly together, where did this woman go? Can't you just stay at home?

"Well, have a good rest. Don't play downstairs all the time, you know?" Ink light cold finish saying hang up the phone.

Qin Xiaolou has just gone out. Nothing should happen.

Mo's mother watched Mo XiuXiu hang up the phone and couldn't help smiling.

This time, who can save that cheap girl?

……

A damp basement.

Qin Xiaolou helplessly looks at the dazzling light on her head. At this moment, she calms down and seems to be welcoming the arrival of death

"When you are in a coma, you always shout light cold. I think you should be interested in knowing who is the person who wants to take your heart."

The old man spoke unkindly.

Qin Xiaolou stares at this disgusting man. She won't believe him.

Mo QingHan just saved her. It can't be him!

"It's Mo QingHan. You know who your enemy is. Don't come to me when you go to hell."

"You're bullshit Qin Xiaolou is hysterical: "I don't believe you, you are an old liar, an old sex wolf!"

Her voice seemed hoarse, probably because of the medicine, or because of fear, she had expended too much energy.

"It looks like I've poked you in the pain. Anyway, you're going to die. It doesn't matter who you are."

The old man sniffed the fragrance of her body greedily, and her dry fingers were walking upstream of her young and wonderful body.

"What a pity..." his smelly mouth fell on her white neck.

Qin Xiaolou looked at the lamp above his head and heard what he had just said.

She's dying. He doesn't have to lie to her.

But if you want to kill her, why did you try to save her a few days ago?

Is it because if you're killed, you can't use your heart?

Her whole body was cold, and her heart felt dull pain, as if someone had been scraping her heart with a knife.

She has never deliberately harmed Mo XiuXiu, who always likes to direct and act by herself.

But why didn't he trust her at all?

Qin Xiaolou closed his eyes and shed a drop of clear tears.

The old and decadent body is like a creeping disgusting insect. He has worked hard for a long time, but the thing under him has no response.

His face was livid.

He likes young body, because he is old, he can't.

"You can't, you can give up."

Qin Xiaolou was relieved. At least she didn't need to be defiled. She was clean when she died.

She thought it was funny. She was dying. Was she still thinking about keeping her brother's virginity in his eyes?

The old man became angry and slapped her heavily.

"Slut, kill you slut!" The old man suddenly got up with deep hatred.

The cold scalpel came up.

Qin Xiaolou seems to hear the sound of a scalpel cutting her skin.

She looked at the old man's perverted and twisted face, his dark lips cursing her with the most vicious and dirtiest words in the world.

Bitches, maybe she is?

Otherwise, why does everyone want her to die, but she still stays in Mohism?

Otherwise, she climbed onto her brother's bed and even became the object of his venting. Why didn't she leave?

Otherwise, she clearly knows that her love has no result, but she still insists on it and does not turn back?

It's not mean. What is it?

She felt her heart beating violently. Maybe soon, it will beat in another body, right?

She closed her eyes and saw Mo QingHan's handsome face.

He always frowned. He hadn't laughed at her for a long time. She couldn't see his smile any more.

He would only smile gently at his baby sister.

He used to be so gentle to her, but fate played a big joke on them.

She wanted to tell him and explain to him that she had never harmed Mo XiuXiu, and what happened in those years was that she had drunk too much.

But she has no chance. She is really doomed this time