Master Mo's beloved wife

The ink is light and cold, the eye color sinks, the complexion is cold and fierce, sending out the silk cold air, "who do you listen to?"

"So it is!"

Qin Xiaolou is smiling, but the smile is so sad. She is so stupid. Why is she unwilling to believe the truth all the time?

You can never wake a man who pretends to be sleeping!

So she listened to everyone's words, but pretended not to hear, so she still chose to hide in her own shell and cry in the face of Anna's ridicule.

She looked at Mo QingHan deeply, "Mo QingHan, you already know I have children, don't you?"

"Qin Xiaolou, let me explain." Mo light cold response, he also want to say what, but was interrupted by Qin Xiaolou.

"You want to give my heart to Mo XiuXiu so that she can live like a normal person, right?"

She asked hysterically, with a trace of resolution in her eyes.

There was a long silence in the air.

"Yes."

Mo QingHan answers again.

"Even if you know who the killer of the car accident is, you still choose to cover up, right?"

Qin Xiaolou finally asked her the last question. How she hoped that he would say no, at least, give her some dignity.

But Mo QingHan let her down after all.

"Yes." He responded coldly.

Qin Xiaolou laughed again, almost in tears.

"Mo QingHan, I thought you were my brother QingHan. Even if you hate me, you will never violate a man's conscience. You are also a just and kind brother QingHan! Let me down

Don't open your eyes.

That year, when she entered Mohist school, her mother didn't like her at all, and even sent her to an orphanage.

Qin Xiaolou ran out crying, chasing after Mo Mu's car, trying to leave this colder place than home.

That day, she ran very fast, but no matter how fast, she couldn't run faster than Mo Mu's car.

Later, it rained heavily.

In the rain, she walked all afternoon before returning to Mohism.

In front of the cold and dark iron door, a figure with an umbrella stood outside, waiting for her anxiously.

"Xiaolou, you've finally come back. You've gone there. I'm worried about you."

Xiaoqinghan ran forward in a hurry and gently held her in her arms, regardless of her wet clothes.

"Brother." She called a silly, and finally the whole person completely mixed in the past.

Wake up the first eye, see is ink light cold concern face.

He pretended to be angry and flicked her forehead intimately with his fingers. "Next time if it's so late, I won't wait for you!"

Qin Xiaolou looked at him quietly, and suddenly cried out. Her tears and nose were all wiped on her brother QingHan, but he was not angry.

Later, listening to Qin Xiaolou tell the story, Mo QingHan just hugged her tightly and said in her ear:

"Don't be afraid. I have a brother all the time."

Later she learned that she had a fever that day, and he stayed by her bed all night.

It was he who, in the dark, gave her the only light.

Later, when she was well, he took her to Mo Mu and said very seriously:

"Qin Xiaolou is my sister. If she's gone, I'll go out and look for her. If she's missing for a day, I'll look for her for a day. If she's missing for a year, I'll look for her for a year."

Although at that time, he was not what he is now, he was also quite dignified.

Everyone knows that the young master of Mohism has a deep mind, and even Mo Mu is almost taken by his momentum.

"What if she never comes back?" Asked Mo mu.

"If it's all my life, I'll look for her all my life. Qin Xiaolou is my forever sister, so please be nice to her!"

The immature voice is the voice of the battlefield.

She hid behind him, almost thinking that it was really a lifetime.

Unfortunately, life is so short, if not later, he would be her brother of light cold.

……

"Mo QingHan, you are not afraid that I am not willing to lose my child and revenge your precious sister. What would it be like if Mo XiuXiu spent the rest of her life in prison?"

Qin Xiaolou laughs madly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth makes people shudder.

"Qin Xiaolou, you are delusional!" The ink was light and cold, and his eyes sank. He reached out and grasped Qin Xiaolou's delicate neck

"I warn you, if you dare to move Mo XiuXiu, I will make you a hundred times worse than you are now."

"Ha ha!" Qin Xiaolou raises his head and looks at Mo QingHan sadly. Is it more sad than death?

A hundred times worse?

Even if it's a thousand times worse, what else can't she lose?

They took everything from her one by one!

Even her children!

"Come on, brother QingHan."

Her lips slowly spit out these words, but see the ink light cold, face instantly cold to the extreme.

"Brother QingHan, you don't deserve it!"

His thin lips are very sharp, and his words are very hurtful

"I even regret that I pitied you a little at that time, otherwise it would not cause your wishful thinking, let alone later..."

"Brother QingHan, do you regret that you saved me at that time? What about regret? There is no regret medicine in this world. "

Qin Xiaolou is smiling, smiling brilliantly.

Because the bitter to the extreme, will smile as brilliant.

Mo light cold completely cold eyebrows, "if you die, this matter I can calculate, but it happened that you survived, alive, doomed to bear these anger."

With that, he turned and left.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed open.

Only Qin Xiaolou was left in the ward, sitting on the bed. The sunlight came in from the window and sprinkled on Qin Xiaolou.

But she felt very cold, every cell in her body was crying cold, the cold seemed to soak her viscera.

The little face was faint with the cyan color after blood loss, and was buried in the cup. The little one was weak and pale, as if it would disappear at any time.

He left, but could not take away her sadness, leaving only one person floating and sinking in this world, suffering from all kinds of injuries, falling into a sea of tears, unable to fill the broken heart.

He left, and the empty room reminded her of the fact countless times.

As the night falls, the city is covered with a layer of hazy color, which makes it beautiful to see flowers in the fog.

In the hotel's Superior Suite.

Anna white, dressed in transparent pajamas, is lying enchanting on the big bed of a high-class hotel. Her white hands are on one side, and her slender legs are slightly folded, drawing a nearly hot curve.

Not far away, Mo Fu was dressed in a suit, obviously just came in from the outside.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you miss me?" White Anna's eyes are like silk.

Mo Fu's face was slightly heavy, and his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. "Did the thing I told you to do succeed?"

"Dingguo..."

Bai Anna got up from the bed and climbed up to Mo Fu's shoulder like a snake. Her weak and boneless hand slipped through his chest

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. The first thing you want to do is say this to others?"