Never deeply in love

Mo-tse han was a little displeased with her subconscious resistance, but he felt sorry for her thin and haggard state. He explained briefly, but said nothing more. He slowly put her on the bed, and his movements were so light that Bai Mingyue was flattered and his face was red that he could not speak.

For some reason, she would rather he order her roughly and force her, so that she would have the courage to oppose him and resist his intentions. But he was so gentle to her that she could not say no.

Mo Zihan didn't know her Mao Dun. This woman didn't even want her life for him. She loved him in her heart. The two of them were really together, and that was what she wanted. He just did it.

"Tired? Then you should rest for a while." Mo-tse han said and turned to leave.

"Young master Mo." Bai Mingyue reached out and grabbed the corner of his shirt. Mo Zihan looked back. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at him. Her eyes were as clear as a spring. Mo-tse stood there and looked down into her eyes. Mo ming felt a softness in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zihan asked her in a low voice.

Bai Mingyue was in a daze. If it weren't for his cold and handsome face, which was still expressionless, she couldn't believe that the man who was so gentle to her at the moment was Mo Zihan.

"Young master Mo, auntie and the others are not here. Should we pretend to be lovers?" She looked down at him and asked him uncertainly. She knew why he did this to her, but she couldn't believe it was true.

Perhaps, she was more afraid that she would be disappointed again, the feeling of hope and disappointment, and she did not want to experience it again, so she chose to ask her this.

"You, do you actually think I'm pretending to do this to you?" Mo Zihan's brows furrowed tightly, and he suddenly bent over, his hands propped up beside her, wrapped her in his arms, and asked, "Do you think it's fake?"

"I, I don't know." His sudden approach made her feel a little nervous, and a thick masculine air rushed over her face. She only felt the heat on her face get worse, and she leaned back slightly, trying to avoid it.

Mo Zihan stretched out his hand and wrapped it around her waist. "Then let me tell you."

Bai Mingyue's heart skipped a beat and she looked back at him in a daze. She couldn't help but listen to him intently. In her clear, spring-like eyes, there was panic, uneasiness, and the expectation that she didn't want to believe.

"No." Mo Zihan looked at her, word for word.

Bai Mingyue only felt her breath stagnate. At this moment, she felt as if there was a corner of her heart where the snow had melted away and hope had not failed. It made her want to cry.

Mo Zihan's words surprised and delighted her. "What about the hospital?" She wanted to be more sure that she wasn't thinking too much. "That day, did you come to see me early in the morning because of Shangguan Yingxue?"

"Do you mind Shangguan Yingxue?" If she didn't say it clearly, couldn't he guess? He already felt it, but he wasn't sure. Perhaps now he could confirm one thing. She cared about Shangguan Yingxue, and she was jealous of him.

"Me, no, yes." Her heart skipped a beat. Does she mind Shangguan Yingxue? She murmured softly, as if she could not believe it. Her voice was as light as a mosquito, almost inaudible, and her guilty heart lacked any convincing power.

Mo Zihan could not help but laugh. He could not help but lower his head and kiss her trembling lips. Like a dragonfly, he gently touched them. Unlike any other time when he was in love, his kiss seemed to have some pity.

"Young master Mo..." Such pity and gentleness made Bai Mingyue push him away a little easily, looking at him with embarrassment and helplessness.

"You don't have to mind her." Mo Zihan let go of her and looked at her seriously. "That day, because my mom suddenly knew about you and wanted to see you, I was worried, so I went over to see you. I didn't know that Shangguan yingxue would come with me."

"Don't you feel safe when your mother comes to see me?" Bai Mingyue didn't really believe it.

Mo Zihan raised his hand and tapped her forehead. "Can't you be smarter? When have you not been nervous about my mother?"

He looked at her puzzled expression and sighed helplessly. "I'm not worried about my mother. I'm worried about you, understand?"

Bai Mingyue stared at him, his mouth half-open, and he did not speak for a long time. He would be worried about her, wouldn't he just use her? After a long time, she asked him uneasily, "Young master Mo, are you... Are you feeling unwell?"

Otherwise, how could he explain his surprisingly good patience for her, no rudeness, no sarcasm, she almost thought it was a dream.

"Do you want to try?" Mo Zihan's face darkened, and she was sometimes strangely slow and angry to the point of internal injury. One hand held her waist, the other hand went straight to take off her clothes. Breathing heavier, he lowered his head to kiss her and told her with his actions whether he was unwell.

Bai Mingyue struggled subconsciously and tried to stop him in panic. "Young master Mo... Mo... Hiss..."

Mo-tse impatiently pushed her down on the soft bed beneath him. God knows how much he missed her these days, and how much he yearned for her. The sudden movement touched the wound on her shoulder. Bai Mingyue's face turned pale and he cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zihan's face changed slightly, and he couldn't care less about the physiological needs of many days, so he pulled her up.

"Touch... Touch the wound." Bai Mingyue covered his injured shoulder with tears and looked at him pitifully with a flat mouth.

"Let me see." Mo Zihan was angry, but he was still nervous about her. He reached out to untie her clothes to examine them for her.

Bai Mingyue shrank back involuntarily, his face as red as a boiled shrimp, and asked him to undress himself. Could she not be embarrassed?

"What are you doing?" Mo Zihan pressed her down, a little angry.

"I didn't move. It was you... Moving me." Bai Mingyue lowered his head, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he subconsciously tightened his collar, not daring to raise his head.

Mo Zihan sneered. "Are you shy? How many times have I slept with you? I didn't see where you were. Let go."

Bai Mingyue bit his lower lip and was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

"If you don't let go, I'll deal with you now." Mo Zihan threatened that this woman would probably do just that.

Sure enough, Bai Mingyue looked up at him with misty eyes. "I can't do it now."

"... Who wants to do it with you? Let go. Let me see your wound."

His expression was as if she was flirting with herself. Bai Mingyue pouted his mouth in grievance and endured his shyness, allowing him to take off half of his clothes to reveal where the medicine was sticking.

Mo-tse frowned, lowered his head and opened it a little. He looked closely and saw that there was a thin pink scab on the area where the wound healed. At this moment, half of the scab was split and a little blood oozed out.

Mo Zihan's face darkened. Bai Mingyue couldn't help but ask him, "Young master Mo, did I get a wound?"

She took off half naked and allowed him to look at her. Both of them were conscious and in a clear state, which made her even more uncomfortable.

"I'll ask Su Zhe to come over." Mo Zihan stopped talking nonsense and immediately took out his cell phone and called Su Zhe. Bai Mingyue put on his clothes in a hurry. Mo-tse frowned and the phone was connected for less than two seconds. Mo-tse han spat out five words. "Come to the villa immediately."

"Did you really get a wound?" Bai Mingyue's heart sank.

"Who made you so stupid?" Mo Zihan drank in a low voice. As soon as he spoke, when he saw Bai Mingyue's injured expression, he immediately regretted it. He had no choice but to get used to it and couldn't change it for a while.

Bai Mingyue glared at him angrily, turned away from him and stood up to leave.

"Calm down, what are you doing?" Mo Zihan twisted well, but did not dare to exert any force.

"You think I'm stupid. I don't want to talk to you anymore." Bai Mingyue was very aggrieved.

Mo-tse chuckled. "Don't worry. It's okay to be stupid. I won't despise it." Looking at the emotional little woman, a smile appeared on his lips. "I don't like women who are too smart."

Bai Mingyue: ..."

When Su Zhe came over, he was smart enough to take the medicine box and quickly checked the wounds of white Ming Yue. Of course, in front of Mo Zihan, Bai Mingyue only took off his clothes a little, revealing the injured area.

Even so, Mo Zihan's face was a little ugly. "Is it serious?"

"It's not serious." Su Zhe took a look, took a box of ointment from the medicine box and applied it to her, then simply bandaged her up again. Bai Mingyue frowned and applied the ointment. It was a little cold and did not sting.

"It's not serious, but you can't be too careless." Su Zhe warned Bai Mingyue solemnly, "Miss bai, you'd better not run into it again. Why are you so careless?"

Su Zhe couldn't help but mutter. Bai Mingyue nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice. When he heard the last sentence, his face turned red. He subconsciously looked at Mo Zihan, and his eyes were full of blame. It was all your fault. Clearly it was his fault, and he said she was stupid.

Mo-tse looked away expressionlessly and felt a little uncomfortable.

Su Zhe immediately understood what was going on. He coughed twice and looked at Bai Mingyue playfully. "Miss bai, the wound has just healed. It's not appropriate to exercise too hard."

Only a fool would not be able to hear the ambiguous meaning in his words. Bai Mingyue's face was so red that it was almost shameless to see anyone. He lowered his head, shrank his neck and lifted his feet. "I, I will go back to my room first."

She almost ran back to her room, only to hear Su Zhe's smiling voice ringing behind her. "Miss bai, you must remember what I just said."

Bai Mingyue's face was flushed red, so there was no way to answer him.

"Young master Mo..." Su Zhe turned to Mo Zihan with a smile on his face and tried to tease him.

Mo-tse, expressionless, pointed at the door and interrupted him. "You can leave now."

Su Zhe held back his words before he could say them. Seeing Mo Zihan's cold face, he stopped talking. If Bai Mingyue was a cute little white rabbit, he would bite people only if he was anxious sometimes. Mo Zihan was a lion king.

There's no need to be boring.

"Ok." Although he scolded Mo Zihan in his heart, he promised happily.