Master Mo's beloved wife

"Shut up Ink light cold finish then push open the door, go to check the car problem.

His figure is very slender, expensive suit drenched in the rain, close to the body.

Even if such a mess, the whole body still exudes a kind of noble spirit that does not allow people to invade.

Qin Xiaolou ran after her in a hurry, holding the umbrella in his hand. The strong wind came, as if to blow her away.

"What are you doing out there?"

In the wind and rain, Mo QingHan opens the front car cover and is carefully checking the lines inside. He sees Qin Xiaolou, lowering his head and yelling.

Qin Xiaolou was stunned and insisted on raising the umbrella to his head, silent.

The rain crackled on her face, on her body.

The ink is light and cold, the eye color is deep, what emotion flashed through the fundus of the eye, quickly make people unable to grasp.

"Go back. Don't get in the way here." He put down his work and pushed Qin Xiaolou into the car.

"I can hold an umbrella for you. Don't worry, I won't hinder you."

Qin Xiaolou insisted on standing in the same place with insistence in his eyes. He sneezed several times and shivered in the wind.

"Are you stupid?"

Mo QingHan looks at Qin Xiaolou and pulls Qin Xiaolou to the car.

"Mo QingHan, it's raining so hard. You are the president of Mo's company, shouldering the livelihood of countless people. If something happens to you, it's stupid!"

Qin Xiaolou retorted, looking at Mo QingHan very seriously

"I'm different. I'm just a small employee of Mohist. No one will be sad because I'm sick, and no one will care about it, so I'll be fine with these things."

Mo QingHan wants to deny it, but he is stopped by reason.

He is embarrassed of don't overdo, the eyes of that seem to pity but really flash.

The rain did not decrease at all, and the sound of rain seemed to drown them in this world.

"Sneeze!" Qin Xiaolou sneezed again.

He left her the coat he had left in the car, but he couldn't say anything to comfort her.

It is clear that he has just said such a cruel thing to her, why in a twinkling of an eye she can seem as if nothing has happened.

Qin Xiaolou stares at the coat in his hand, and the expression in his eyes is bright and uncertain.

"Bang!" The door is opened again.

"Where are you going?" Qin Xiaolou asked in a hurry.

"Do you want to stay here all night?" Mo QingHan answered coldly.

Qin Xiaolou this just reaction come over, quickly take out the mobile phone in the car charging, unexpectedly found that the signal is zero grid.

"No, it's so bad!"

She sighed, looking at Mo QingHan outside with a mobile phone looking for signals.

After a while, he finally got back in the car.

"Can the car be repaired?" Qin Xiaolou asked cautiously.

"The car is out of gas. Do you think it can be repaired?" Ink light cold hook lips, smile at her.

Now I can't get through the phone and the car has no gas. Isn't it

The air conditioner in the car gradually lost its temperature, and the clothes of the two people were all wet. It was chilly to stick them on the body.

"Take off your clothes." Ink light cold suddenly said.

"Ah Qin Xiaolou smell speech, red cheek, blankly looking at ink light cold.

"..." Mo Qingleng said with a smile, "what do you think I'm going to do? If you're not picky, I'm afraid I can't eat. "

When Qin Xiaolou heard the speech, his pale cheek caught fire.

She took a picture with her mobile phone, and a bloodless face appeared on the screen. With her black lips, she looked like a ghost in the movie.

No wonder Mo QingHan said so.

Qin Xiaolou pursed her lips, pulled up the coat of Mo QingHan, and the faint smell of grass penetrated into her nose. It was... His taste.

"Come on, don't be careless. If you have a fever, I don't care about you." Mo QingHan said impatiently.

"Oh Qin Xiaolou was embarrassed to take off his clothes.

Yu Guangli, Mo QingHan didn't know when he had only taken off his underwear, revealing his strong figure, perfect like the male model in the movie poster.

Her face was redder, almost burning.

After tossing all the way, his tense nerves finally relaxed. Qin Xiaolou lay in the car and soon fell into sleep.

It's been raining for a long time. It seems that the whole city will be washed clean before it's willing to give up.

in the midnight.

Qin Xiaolou woke up vaguely. The rain outside had stopped. In the dark night, there were only the open mountains and the wind.

She took out her cell phone. It's ten o'clock in the evening now, and there is a weak cell in the small cell of the indicator signal in the upper right corner of the cell phone.

"Ink light cold!"

She exclaimed his name in surprise. She turned her eyes and found that he was sleeping. His pretty face was flushed.

She quickly reached over his forehead, the hot temperature almost made her stop.

"Light cold!" She tried to wake him up, but there was almost no response.

If you let him have a fever like this, even the immortals will be burned into a fool when the night goes by.

"Brother QingHan, wake up

She cried anxiously, holding her cell phone anxiously, trying to make a call.

The cold and mechanical voice blocked her last hope.

"What shall we do! Brother, you can't do anything! "

Qin Xiaolou's tears are about to come down. She takes a deep breath and tries to calm the rolling emotions in her heart.

"Cold..." ink light cold suddenly voice, thin lips spit out a word.

Qin Xiaolou quickly covers his clothes on Mo QingHan's body.

"Cold... Cold..." Mo QingHan was still confused and recited words.

Qin Xiaolou doesn't have any other warm clothes in her hand now, so she just goes out and sticks her body to his skin.

She hugged him tightly and warmed his cold skin and blood with constant body temperature.

This warmth stimulated Mo QingHan's consciousness. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Qin Xiaolou.

"I..."

Qin Xiaolou explains in a hurry, but her lips are blocked by the ink light cold. The sharp breath suddenly surrounds her, making her suddenly unable to distinguish East, West, North and south.

"You..."

Her eyes dilated in surprise, and before she could speak, she swallowed all the words in his lips and tongue.

This kiss, extremely touching.

"Well..."

Qin Xiaolou breathes the air, and the man leans tightly behind her.

Small kisses, with wet and greasy, a little bit fell on her ear.

As soon as he spoke, a bewitching tone ran into her ear, "I'll eat you."

Qin Xiaolou's face turned red, and he looked at the handsome face in front of him seriously. His eyes were deep, and he could not see whether he was in a coma or sober.

Her hands were on his chest, and the hot skin almost burned her fingers