Cheng Jia's fantasy didn't last long, but was interrupted by Mo Xiuchen's low voice. Only in the ward of the two of them, he looked at her with a deep eyes, not missing any change in expression on her face: "That night, did you and Xiao Liu really fall in love with each other and couldn't help but go to bed?"

Cheng Jia's face turned pale!

She clenched her hand under the quilt and tightened. After struggling for a while, she truthfully explained: "No, the person I love in my heart is the only one, Mo Shao, you, from beginning to end. You don't know, I have loved you for eight years."

Mo Xiuchen had no expression on his face, as if he had never heard her words.

Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, and his heart was full of bitterness, and his eyes were red and he said, "Xiao Wenqing made me confused you and then harm you, but I always had only one belief in my heart, that is, to protect you and prevent Xiao Wenqing from hurting you. I eavesdropped on Xiao Wenqing's phone call and secretly collected her evidence, just to tell you all this one day."

"Then why do you want to die again?"

Mo Xiuchen's voice broke her confession, and her facial features were still cold and she was not moved by her infatuation.

"Because, no matter what I do, Mr. Mo will not look at me."

When Cheng Jia said this, he mustered up the courage to meet Mo Xiuchen's sharp eyes.

Mo Xiuchen suddenly laughed.

But his smile looked cold and sarcastic against the cold light. Cheng Jia's little face turned pale, bit his lips tightly, and looked at him with a wounded face.

"Cheng Jia, you said that no matter what Xiao Wenqing asked you to do, you only have one belief, to protect me, you really know how to lie."

"I don't!"

Cheng Jia's instinctive rebuttal, tears rolled in his eyes.

Mo Xiuchen sneered and looked at her sharply. After drinking so much wine, his brain was still very clear: "You have, you have been influenced by Xiao Wenqing, and you have become vicious, hypocritical, and selfish. If you don't change these points, I will never look at you in front of you."

Cheng Jia's body trembled slightly, and tears finally slid down her cheeks.

"You didn't really want to die this afternoon. You cut your wrist and committed suicide, just for your next goal, but I warn you."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes suddenly stern, and his low voice was as cold as a knife: "Xiao Liu is not something you can hurt, nor is it something you can use. That night, I am giving you a chance to let you be with Xiao Liu. If you miss this opportunity, I will make you regret what you think!"

Cheng Jia's tears were frozen in Mo Xiuchen's warning words.

Her eyes were full of disbelief. How could Mo Xiuchen know what she was thinking and even raised it so bluntly. She later understood what happened that night, and it must have been Mo Xiuchen who deliberately asked Xiao Liu to go to her house.

It was precisely because of this that she hated him for letting a driver humiliate her.

She has been ignoring Xiao Liu these days. This afternoon, she suddenly sent him a text message and then cut her wrist. This is the beginning of her revenge. She wants to hook/induce Xiao Liu to make him fall in love with her, fall in love with her with all his heart, and then...

"Xiao Wenqing has completely given up on you. If I say that you know many secrets of her, guess whether she will let you go."

Mo Xiuchen curled a touch of coldness on his lips, saying word by word: "I'll consider you all night, or put away your vicious thoughts and truly reform yourself. I promise you peace and safety, and maybe you will treat you as a friend."

He paused for two seconds. Seeing that Cheng Jia's eyes were complicated, he seemed to be struggling, and seemed to be suspicious, he slowly added: "If you don't follow the road ahead, there is only one way to go. However, usually, being my enemy will end up miserably. Next time, I will not let you go as kindly as this time."

***

Wen Ran was sleeping in a daze, feeling something wet on her lips touching. She frowned and the touch became heavier. She instinctively raised her hand, trying to stop the thing that touched her lips.

The little hand was grabbed by a big palm, and the man's sexy laughter rang in his ears. The next second, his earlobe was bitten gently by someone, and the hot masculine breath entered his ears, causing her body to tremble suddenly, and the man woke up from his sleep.

"Ranran!"

Under the soft light, Mo Xiuchen smiled with his eyebrows and stared at her deeply. His big hand reached into her skirt, and her delicate skin on the hot palms. Her heart beat faster and her body twisted instinctively: "Xiuchen, don't make trouble, I'm so sleepy."

She didn't wait for him, she just wanted to take a day off. But this man was so hateful that she fell asleep and didn't let her go.

"Okay, keep sleeping."

Mo Xiuchen smiled gently and pamperedly, stuck out his tongue and gently licked her earlobe, and then focused on doing the most enjoyable love every day.

Wen Ran was so hot that she was so excited that she could not sleep. Her slender hands grabbed his big hand that was moving up inch by inch. Her soft voice stained three points of request and emotion: "Xiuchen, I'm really sleepy."

"I know!"

Suddenly, a strong numbness came from her skin. Her body trembled, and the force of holding his hand suddenly relaxed. The numbness feeling had not passed yet. Someone sneaked up between her legs...

"I will drive away your sleepiness first, and then tell you something serious."

Mo Xiuchen was very proud of her reaction and shyness. He stopped the plunder just now, kissed her sweet little mouth, confused her consciousness a little bit, and enjoyed the process of her sinking for him.

She was always so easily captured by him. In just three or five minutes, he heard her moans and panting as he wished. He asked evilly: "Ranran, are you still sleepy?"

“Um…”

Wen Ran didn't know how to answer, and his eyes were closed and he didn't look at him.

"It's so wet, still sleepy? It seems that I'm not working hard enough..."

With his low smile, a big hand grabbed her slender waist and sent it to the end accurately...

***

Sleepiness is really gone!

Something warm is just weak and weak, the man beside him is full of energy, but his voice is also sexy and hoarse after love: "Ranran, Cheng Jia committed suicide by cutting his wrist in the afternoon, do you know?"

"Yeah, I heard from Zhang Ma."

Wen Ran was slightly stunned and replied lightly. He woke her up in the middle of the night. He just said that if you have something to talk about, he would tell her about Cheng Jia. This is not in line with his style!

Mo Xiuchen seemed to understand her thoughts, and the corners of her lips curled, but her smile quickly disappeared, and she said slowly: "Cheng Jia doesn't really want to die."

"I don't really want to die, so why did she cut her wrist?"

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen in surprise, and the laziness between his eyebrows dissipated because of the laziness left behind after passion, and replaced by a little coldness.

She frowned slightly, her thoughts turned, and she asked softly: "Does she want to win your sympathy with this, or she wants to make Xiao Liu feel guilty?"

Mo Xiuchen's mouth bent again, and appreciation flashed in his eyes: "Ranran, you are getting smarter, but don't worry, I have warned her very directly, not to mention these boring things, go to bed!"
Chapter completed!