Master Mo's beloved wife

Mo QingHan holds Mo XiuXiu's hand and looks at the wound painfully.

In front of him, however, he could not help but emerge. Qin Xiaolou was stubborn and didn't care about the scars on his hands.

"Brother QingHan, how did you come?"

Mo XiuXiu rushed into his arms, greedily breathing the good smell of his body, crying very sad.

"XiuXiu, if you have something to say, don't cry. Your body can't cry all the time. Who bullied you? You tell me

Mo QingHan comforts her gently, but her eyes are chilly.

"Qin Xiaolou, she didn't want to save me at all. She said she wanted me to die!"

Mo XiuXiu's tears kept falling, crying with rain

"When you were not here just now, she came to threaten me, saying that if I am such a useless person, I should die if I implicate others. I will only make trouble for everyone..."

Ink light cold face ugly: "XiuXiu, I won't let you have anything, also won't let others hurt you, don't cry, obedient."

"Brother, my hand is very painful. Qin Xiaolou really wants me to die."

Mo XiuXiu is so delicate that she drags the corner of Mo QingHan's clothes.

"Don't be afraid, brother will protect you, no one can hurt you."

Mo QingHan's voice became more gentle. In the place where Mo XiuXiu couldn't see, a faint light flashed through his eyes.

For a long time, Mo XiuXiu fell asleep in his arms.

Mo light cold out of the ward.

The assistant asked: "young master, why did Miss Qin find the evidence, but you refused to..."

You wouldn't even listen?

Mo QingHan looks back at Mo XiuXiu on the doctor's bed with a complicated look

"XiuXiu is my sister. She can't have any stains. Even if she has them, I'll wash them away."

The assistant was stunned.

Isn't Qin Xiaolou your sister?

You still want to take her heart, isn't that too different?

Mo QingHan seemed to see through his thoughts, and his voice was cold: "we Mohists have only one young lady!"

"Yes." The assistant stood up straight and lowered his head.

……

The road has been open, after Mo QingHan left, the crowd also dispersed.

Qin Xiaolou stood on the side of the road with a look of despair. She looked at all this stupidly

"What should I do? Without the evidence, brother QingHan will not believe me... "

The sunshine outside is very bright, but she sends out a chill from the bottom of her heart. Why? Why?

"Xiaolou..." Li Wenhao couldn't help but didn't know how to persuade him.

"Let's go." Qin Xiaolou laughed at him uglier than he cried

"I was in a bad mood just now. I'm sorry. I shouldn't blame you."

"Cry if you want to." Li Wenhao put his arm around her to warm her.

Not far away, someone raised the camera and photographed the scene.

Qin Xiaolou pushed Li Wenhao away in a panic: "thank you, but I..."

"Mo QingHan has done this to you. Don't you give up?" Li Wenhao frowned at her

"You can move out. If it's hard to find a job, you can come to my detective agency and I'll pay you."

Qin Xiaolou shook his head.

She was eager to leave the place she hated, but she couldn't, she really couldn't.

"Wen Hao, thank you. I'm sorry..."

In the middle of the night.

The top apartments in the city center.

Qin Xiaolou raised his hand to ring the doorbell, and the door opened automatically.

She calmed down and pushed the door open tentatively. The room was dark.

Is mo QingHan not here?

She could not say what she felt in her heart. She was relieved and lost.

This is the address that Mo QingHan whispered in her ear when she was downtown today.

She walked slowly forward a few steps, but was shocked to forget to breathe.

The colorful neon lights outside the window almost dazzled her eyes, but she still could not ignore the tall and slender figure.

"Coming?"

Ink cold low voice with magnetic, pleasant to the ear.

The overhead light suddenly came on.

Qin Xiaolou closed her eyes and opened them after a while. She saw the man in front of her clearly.

He took a bath, simply wearing a bathrobe, holding a red wine glass in his hand, and his ruddy lips were shining.

He doesn't have to speak, just standing like this, can attract all her mind.

"Do I look good?" Ink light cold sound sounded.

Qin Xiaolou has not been able to recover, subconsciously said: "good looking..."

Words export, her face suddenly white, humble back shrink.

Qin Xiaolou held the corner of his clothes and walked forward slowly.

Suddenly, she was dragged by the man in front of her.

She opened her mouth and exclaimed, but fell into a familiar and warm embrace.

He put his arms around her, his head on her shoulder, with a faint smell of wine.

"Brother QingHan..."

"Shh, don't talk."

Mo QingHan and he looked at the neon outside: "good looking?"

"Good looking." Qin Xiaolou nodded, but turned to look at him, praying

"Brother QingHan, you believe me. I have never harmed Mo XiuXiu. Can you believe me?"

"You've been running for so long, don't you just want to give XiuXiu your heart? How do you make me believe you? " The ink was light and cold, and his face was heavy.

"I..."

They all want to kill her!

"You should pray for XiuXiu. You can't get away with her if she has a problem."

Mo light cold directly interrupted her words, also choked out all her hopes.

Yeah, in their hearts, she's just a heart donor. What else can she be?

She is ridiculous, is cheap, actually greedy for this moment of tenderness.

"Qin Xiaolou, you can live only if you pay the price!"

On the wide and soft bed, the man's violent impact and the woman's choking voice gradually become hoarse until dawn

it's dawn.

Mo QingHan turned over in his sleep and touched the cold beside him. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked cold.

"Brother QingHan, are you awake?"

Qin Xiaolou's clothes were torn yesterday. She was wearing a light and cold shirt, which just covered her thighs. It was more attractive than yesterday.

"You move my things!" Ink light cold complexion a cold.

"Sorry, I'll change it right away." Qin Xiaolou lowered his head.

"No, just throw it away, and don't call me brother QingHan in the future. You have defiled this sentence."

Ink light cold warning.

"It's... Ink light cold." Qin Xiaolou held the palm of his hand tightly.

Clearly yesterday night gentle, how wake up to become like this?

Mo QingHan gets up and the breakfast on the table is ready.

He glanced at the milk on the table. "Where's the coffee?"

"Drinking coffee on an empty stomach is bad for your health, so I made you milk on my own." Qin Xiaolou explained with his head down.

Mo QingHan raised his hand to pick up the milk and threw it into the garbage can

"Don't easily want to change my decision, Qin Xiaolou, you don't deserve it!"