Feeling the soles of her feet felt like blisters, she limped forward and walked forward, her legs were just like lead. Each step was enough to exhaust her whole body, but the road ahead was still very long and long. , Until she grew up, she wondered if she would come to an end when it was dark. Shu Jie
The north wind was bitter, her head was faintly aching, and her whole body seemed to be frozen stiff. Every step she took was a mechanical movement. Looking up at the bright sky, the sun stabbed her eyes and her eyes hurt. Taking a long breath, she continued to walk forward.
At this moment, there was the sound of a car in the distance, and she raised her head subconsciously. When she saw the car, tears burst into her eyes.
Anyone can do the icing on the cake, but what is really moving is the warmth of sending charcoal in the snow.
The red Bugatti is like a flame galloping from a distance, and it stops abruptly beside her in a few seconds.
"Little Qinger, get in the car."
When the car window fell, it was Feng Mu's glorious face, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, still showing that unruly appearance.
"Wind Mu"
With a murmur, her eye sockets instantly turned red, remembering everything she had experienced last night, and her grievances burst out at the moment she saw Feng Mu, and her tears fell like broken beads. Down.
Under the golden sun, the teardrops looked so crystal clear, hung on the frozen red face, I saw the pity that the seven-foot man turned into a soft finger.
"Oh, baby, be good, don't cry, women won't be beautiful when they cry, and it's alright, obedient, let's get in the car and talk about anything."
While talking, Feng Mu got out of the car and took her into the car half-wrapped and half-cuddled. The moment the car door closed, there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
Damn it, Zhenting Tse dared to do this to her.
The heating in the car is sufficient. Sitting on the seat, Ruan Qingqing is sobbing and crying, as if to cry out all the grievances of the whole body.
"Be good, look at you, you will become a rabbit if you cry again."
He pulled the tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes carefully. Feng Mu sighed silently. The thing he couldn't stand the most was the tears of women, which made him unable to parry at all.
"Wind Mu"
Listening to his coaxing words, Ruan Qingqing threw himself into his arms with a "wow", grabbed his shirt with both hands, and wiped his tears and nose on his clothes, making intermittent sobs. His heart is about to break.
"Cry, you feel better when you cry."
He slapped her back lightly, he murmured, and there was a touch of deep pain and pity in his eyes looking out the window.
Such a strong woman is now crying like a baby in front of him, how much wronged she has been
At this moment, her zongzi-like hands wrapped in gauze caught his attention.
"Xiao Qing'er, tell me, what is going on?"
As soon as he grasped her hand, he asked anxiously, his good-looking eyebrows clumped together tightly.
"No... It's okay"
After sucking his nose vigorously, Ruan Qingqing subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but when he wanted to break free, Feng Mu held it even harder.
"Tell me, is it the bastard Tse Zhenting? What did he do to you? Huh?"
He said sharply, his eyes were as red as fire. He thinks how a precious woman can make others tortured like this, if that's the case, it's better to kill him.
"Feng Mu, it's okay, really, I just accidentally touched my hand, and it has nothing to do with him."
Ruan Qingqing said softly, at this moment, she didn't want to have anything to do with him, if these two hands could exchange her freedom, she would not hesitate to abolish her.
"At this time you are still helping him to speak? Xiao Qing'er, take a look at how you have been tortured by him?"
With frowning eyebrows, Feng Mu swallowed hard.
Before Xie Zhenting called him and told him that Ruan Qingqing was walking like a silly hat on this road, he felt strange. As long as the people who saw her were nine cold days, she was only wearing a thin shirt and saw him. At that time, the appearance of being so wronged was not deceiving.
He is not a fool, even if she doesn't say it, he can guess what happened between them.
"Fengmu, it's all over, I'm so tired, let me squint for a while."
I don't know if it was because the body felt warm. She leaned on the back of the chair and yawned. She felt drowsy. When she closed her eyes, a crystal of tears still fell uncontrollably.
Looking at that tangled face, Feng Mu only felt that there was a sudden jump in his temples. He had to use 120,000 points of self-control to resist killing Xie Zhenting.
That demon-like man destroyed his woman with his own hands.
"Go to sleep, I'm here."
He took off his coat and put it on her body, holding the hair that fell to the forehead behind his ears, he whispered, lest he would startle her.
Replied vaguely, and kept moving to find a comfortable position, Ruan Qingqing fell asleep again.
After a short stay, the red Bugatti drove to the road when he came, but this time, the driving was particularly slow, and the roadside scenery disappeared little by little.
Looking ahead, Feng Mu exhaled silently.
There was soothing soft music in his ears, and he turned his head to look at the woman beside him. He hesitated, touching the phone on the dashboard, but gently put it down the moment he picked it up.
"Tse Zhenting, I... hate you, I hate you, what do you want me to do? Let me die?"
At this moment, a dreamlike voice came intermittently.
Stopped the car abruptly, looking at the face that was so tangled even in his sleep, after a long while, Feng Mu took the phone and pushed the door directly and got out of the car.