Master Mo's beloved wife

The wind, whistling in Qin Xiaolou ear blowing, cool.

The palm of Mo QingHan's hand was very hot. The heat seemed to spread to her blood through his skin, and then flowed into the viscera.

She looked greedily at the back of his head.

Behind him, the kidnapper saw the situation and rushed out to catch up with the two men in the rush.

"Bang!"

The sound of bullets passed through my ears.

The group of people behind them jumped over the wall in a hurry.

Mo QingHan's eyebrows and eyes are cold. He pulls Qin Xiaolou and blocks himself behind her.

She looked at him in surprise and wanted to say something, but her whole body was pushed forward by him.

The pain under her body became more and more obvious. After running, her strength was exhausted.

It was mo QingHan's strength that pulled her, and she couldn't run any more.

"Bang!"

Qin Xiaolou couldn't help looking back.

Over his shoulder, lightly behind him.

"Mo QingHan, I can't run any more. Go by yourself."

She suddenly stopped, pale face, drops of sweat from her forehead, appears embarrassed and pitiful.

"What are you talking about? The car is just in front of it Mo QingHan frowned and tried to hold Qin Xiaolou.

Qin Xiaolou took a deep breath and suddenly opened a smile at the corner of his mouth

"It's said that life and death are crucial. All feelings are true. Brother QingHan, you didn't abandon me."

"Qin Xiaolou, what's in your mind all day long?"

Mo QingHan holds Qin Xiaolou and approaches the car quickly.

Behind him, the group of robbers pursued angrily.

Mo QingHan leaned over and put Qin Xiaolou into the front passenger seat, then got into the driver's seat.

The car quickly left the dilapidated factory building.

Qin Xiaolou sat in the co driver's seat and looked at Mo QingHan with unbridled eyes. "I thought I was going to die today."

Mo QingHan was staring at the road ahead, pursed his lips and said nothing. The atmosphere in the car was very quiet for a moment.

"I... cough." Qin Xiaolou wanted to talk, but suddenly he coughed violently.

Ink light cold eyes finally turned over, but it is a moment, "what's the matter with you?"

Qin Xiaolou shook his head, "it's OK, just... Cough... Some discomfort."

"Don't talk. I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Mo QingHan's eyes suddenly fell on the blood between her legs. Today, she was wearing a dark professional skirt. After running violently, the blood almost soaked the whole skirt.

"I really feel sorry, sorry... Brother QingHan, I didn't kill song Xiaoxian."

Qin Xiaolou said feebly, and did not listen to Mo QingHan.

The air suddenly dropped to the freezing point, and the deep eyes of Mo QingHan locked Qin Xiaolou deeply, and his thin lips opened slightly

"I know."

Qin Xiaolou suddenly chuckled and said, "I thought you would not believe me this time."

With that, she turned her head to one side and gently leaned on the seat, "brother QingHan, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?"

"That driver was innocent. Can you let him go?"

Mo QingHan frowned.

"He also has a family. It must be painful for him to be separated like this for ten years?" She said there was a complicated look in her eyes.

"Qin Xiaolou, at this time, what else do you care about other people's affairs?" Mo QingHan's eyes were obviously angry.

"Even if you have compensated me in the past ten years, after all, I have been misunderstood by you for ten years, and I will not regret it any more.

The only thing I don't regret is that I can stay with you like this. Is it a humble or even despicable idea? "

She said sarcastically.

"Qin Xiaolou, this fool."

Ink light cold look suddenly soft up, eyebrows a wrinkle, worried to look at her, "don't talk."

"Well, I'm just a little tired." She tilted her head and gently leaned aside, her eyebrows and eyes showing a sense of serenity.

"Don't sleep!" Mo QingHan wakes Qin Xiaolou in a panic.

"What's the matter?" Qin Xiaolou looks at Mo QingHan in confusion.

"Don't sleep. I have some questions for you." Mo QingHan grabs Qin Xiaolou's hand with one hand, which is frightfully cold.

"Well, what do you... Want to ask?"

Qin Xiaolou frowned.

"Do you remember when I was a kid, I used to knock you on the head?"

Ink light cold dumb, in the mind hurriedly search the key words, finally blurted out.

"Of course I do."

Qin Xiaolou smiles and touches his head

"You always say that I'm stupid, and that knocking will make me smart. In order to be smart, I'm very happy to be knocked by you."

Ink light cold also raised the corner of the mouth, "no wonder now you are still the same stupid."

The air suddenly quieted down.

Qin Xiaolou suddenly stares at him like this, "brother QingHan, I haven't seen you smile at me for a long time."

Mo QingHan continued to smile, "isn't it a smile now?"

"Yes, I remember when I first came to Mohist school, you were the only one smiling at me like this. At that time, I thought you were laughing at me."

"So, you just throw the cake I gave you on the floor and stare at me with your stubborn eyes?"

Ink light cold smile.

"Didn't I follow you all the time? You protect me like a big brother. " Qin Xiaolou said nostalgically:

"At that time, you were only half a head taller than me, but I felt that your back was very broad, wider than the towering mountains and warmer than the sun in the sky."

Mo QingHan softened his expression, "sorry, for the past ten years..."

"Needless to say, I'm sorry, you didn't, brother QingHan, if you didn't.

I may have a worse life. Actually, I know it from the bottom of my heart, but I'm not willing to admit it all the time. "

Qin Xiaolou struggles to get up and grabs Mo QingHan's hand. "Brother QingHan, I..."

She wants to talk but stops. The words from the bottom of her heart are ready in her throat at any time, but she can't say anything.

"Well?" Mo QingHan turns back gently.

"Nothing." In fact, she wanted to say that she loved him, but when the words came to her mouth, she always lacked courage.

"It doesn't matter. There are still many opportunities in the future. You can save them for later." Mo QingHan is very considerate.

"Well!" Qin Xiaolou stirred up a smile, but his eyes were flooded with little sadness.

Does she really have a future?

The air around her seemed to be getting colder and colder, and that coldness seemed to seep into her bones and made her tremble.

I'm really sleepy.

She raised her heavy eyelids.

"Qin Xiaolou, don't sleep!"

Mo light cold panic voice seems to be slowly away from her, slowly become a mosquito called general size, and then return to nothing.

"I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep for a while. I'll be fine after a while." Qin Xiaolou murmured, his head slowly turned to the past.

"Qin Xiaolou, if you sleep over, I will never forgive you in my life!"

Mo QingHan blurted out in a panic.