Master Mo's beloved wife

Qin Xiaolou didn't look like he was joking. His heart suddenly cooled. Do you really want to take her heart?

No, she doesn't want to die!

She turned and ran.

But ran not far, was ink light cold assistant to carry back.

"You can choose to commit suicide, or just jump down from the top like your parents, and it's over."

Ink light cold put a sharp dagger on the table in front of her, said without emotion.

Qin Xiaolou's face turned white, and his heart was sour: "do you really want me to die?"

"It's not that I want you to die. You've signed. You're just fulfilling your promise."

When Mo QingHan said these words, he didn't move his eyebrows.

Qin Xiaolou looked at his heart and said: "yes, I did sign, so you have the heart to watch me commit suicide?"

What did she do wrong? Love him too carefully?

Or is love too humble? Get this feedback!

She originally thought that in terms of childhood friendship, he would not really do what he said, but he was so cold and heartless.

Thinking, her heart was aching.

"Qin Xiaolou, don't want to go back or run away." Mo looks at her coldly

"To tell you the truth, our family adopted you just as a container for the heart.

Because in all the people who participated in the test, your heart and XiuXiu's heart match is the highest

Qin Xiaolou stood there stiff.

She seems to remember that in the year when she first came to Mohist school, she seemed to have drawn blood several times in those days and said that she would have a physical examination.

The original purpose is to match Mo XiuXiu's heart!

"So it is..."

Qin Xiaolou had a bitter smile on his face

"But don't you think it's too reckless to force me to commit suicide and exchange my life for hers?"

"No one has ever forced you!" Mo QingHan suddenly gets up and forces her to the corner

"You signed it voluntarily, and I never forced you to do it!"

Qin Xiaolou sneered: "the words signed in such a state are not coercion?"

Mo QingHan ignored her, just put the dagger in her hand

"Don't make a meaningless struggle. Now that you have signed, XiuXiu's heart can't hold on any longer. Then do as you say."

"But the donation book says that it will be two years. Even if Mo XiuXiu is dead now, what does it have to do with me?"

Qin Xiaolou is still dying, she is not reconciled!

"Are you going to go back?" The ink is light and cold, and there is a sharp color under the eyes.

Qin Xiaolou said nothing and looked at him with clear eyes.

For a long time, Mo QingHan suddenly took the dagger in her hand and put it on her neck

"Qin Xiaolou, let me ask you one last time..."

"Do you want to do it yourself? Then I'll help you! "

Before he finished, Qin Xiaolou put his neck on the dagger with a smile.

Mo light cold didn't expect that she would be like this, startled a throw away the dagger.

"Dong!"

The dagger fell on the floor.

But because of a moment's delay, Qin Xiaolou's snow-white neck stem was still marked with a trace, and the bright red blood oozed out, shocking!

"Qin Xiaolou, are you crazy?" Mo light cold subconsciously roared a sentence.

He hid his hand behind him because he realized his hand was shaking!

Qin Xiaolou's sad smile: "compared with suicide, I'd rather die in your hands."

At least, you will never forget me again.

She reddened her eyes and looked at him deeply.

"Qin Xiaolou, you can't escape!" Mo QingHan left this sentence and turned to leave.

Qin Xiaolou stayed in the same place for a long time, and finally recovered. He put his hand on his neck and wiped it. There was not much blood. It should be just skin injury.

She crouched down and looked at the dagger on the ground.

The dagger is straight on the floor, leaving only one handle. When Mo QingHan shakes off the dagger, he almost uses up all his strength, right?

So, Mo QingHan, in fact, you still care about me, don't you?

She squatted for a long time, and finally pulled out the dagger and put it away.

……

Qin Xiaolou out of the hospital, no one stopped, ink light cold people should be taken away by him.

She went to the street downstairs and looked at the traffic, her face full of confusion.

For a moment, she felt that although the world was big, there was no place for her.

Standing on the side of the road for a while, she could only admit her fate and went back to Mohism.

No one at home, should be in the hospital with Mo XiuXiu.

She breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the red wine stains on her clothes and took a bath in the bathroom.

Wrapped wet hair in a bath towel, she picked up the hair dryer and tried to plug it in.

But in the moment of raising her hand, she found something wrong. After a careful look, the copper wire of the hair dryer plug was exposed.

If she didn't pay attention just now, it might be a corpse now!

Who would do such a thing? Qin Xiaolou can guess it without thinking about it.

At this critical juncture, who can't wait for her life?

Or the kind of accidental death, wonderful!

She put down the hair dryer and sat by the bed, rubbing her hair hard, feeling sour.

Anyway, we have to wait until we find out the cause of their parents' death.

I don't know how long after that, she is still wiping her hair.

Someone pushed open the door, she didn't notice, Gao Da Junlang's man strode in.

"Qin Xiaolou!"

Hearing the sound, Qin Xiaolou was startled. Her bath towel fell to the ground. She looked up and saw Mo QingHan.

It's so late. Does he want to

Qin Xiaolou subconsciously hid behind, his eyes were frightened, and his heart was a little confused.

Every time Mo QingHan tortured her, he let her go. He had never been in her room. Today, this is