The soothing voice, low and gentle, as if it was magical, swept away a lot of anxiety in her heart.
Ten slender fingers curled up and grasped his fingers firmly. It's like asking for help, but also like relying on it.
Mu Beicheng patted her on the back once, "It's okay, don't be afraid..."
Fingers lingered on the wounds she had already treated, and he put them back in fear of hurting her.
The constant warmth made Mo Xiaoguo slowly open her eyes.
Flicking her lower eyelashes, she looked at the man in front of her.
For a moment, it was not clear.
"Woke up?"
A familiar voice.
The familiarity made her heart tremble.
Concentrated, the man's worried and handsome cheeks clearly appeared in his own eyes.
Suddenly for a moment, then...
She almost bounced out of his arms, turned around, and was about to get up from the bed.
Mu Beicheng's eyes were quick and her hands were quick, and she stretched out his arms to suppress her.
"Why are you going?"
"Go away!" Mo Xiaoguo yelled, squeezing his fists, and beat him uncontrollably.
Mu Beicheng didn't stop him, just let her mess around. Pressing her legs with her legs, she pressed her on the bed, "Mo Xiaoguo, calm down!"
"I'm calm! I don't want to see you..."
The memories from before, completely returned to the cage at this moment, she was embarrassed to cry.
If she doesn't know how to avoid suspicion, then she deserves it!
Mu Beicheng frowned, and then pressed her with both hands and clasped her on top of his head. Deep eyes locked her firmly from top to bottom, "Tell me, what happened!"
It's okay for him not to ask, but Mo Xiaoguo feels even more sad when he asks.
Mu Beicheng ran down the corner of his eyes and wet his pillow.
"You let me go, don't get so close to me!"
"I can't let go of you!" Mu Beicheng let out a low voice, holding her wrist tighter.
She shook her head indiscriminately, and said stubbornly: "I don't want to be a third party, let alone destroy your relationship with Lu Ying!"
Sure enough...
His eyes sank, Mu Beicheng clasped her chin and stared at her solemnly, "Mo Xiaoguo, you have never been a third party!"
Mo Xiaoguo shook her head, tearful eyes resolute, "Please stop struggling. We are just the relationship between the boss and the subordinates! The accusation of the'third party'... I can't afford..."
Her determination and stubbornness are like a knife, which hurts people abnormally.
To him... Is she really not even a little tempted
Breathing heavier and his eyes darkened, Mu Beicheng pinched her jaw and let her tears meet his own.
"Do you know? Your unfeeling makes me really want to take you directly!"
Mo Xiaoguo was so frightened by him that her tears stopped.
The fingers trembled and held them together tightly.
He sneered, fingers lingering on her lips. She tightened her breath, trying to stop her face, but he was firmly gripped, unable to move.
The next moment...
He suddenly bowed his head, lowered his head to cover her lips.
She stopped breathing.
In the chest cavity, a heart seemed to leap out of the mouth.
She wanted to struggle, but the next second, she found out...
He was not kissing himself at all. Instead, he bit her lower lip angrily.
The mouth is a bit heavy.
Mo Xiaoguo groaned in pain, and frowned.
But he seemed to be venting something, and he didn't let go, the more he bite.
"Um... It hurts!" She struggled, but pushed away.
After all, he couldn't bear it, Mu Beicheng just let go, but still pressed her down, and looked at her with a gloomy expression, "Just stay here, don't make a fuss!"
The lip bitten by him was burning and painful. She also looked at him with tearful eyes.
The tip of his nose was sour, but he said: "What do you want? I've made it clear to you..."
Now, she just wants to stay away from these rights and wrongs! The farther the better!
Mu Beicheng's eyes were dark, "No matter how clear you are, I don't necessarily have to listen!"
He peeked at her long arm, then hugged her sideways.
Feeling startled, Mo Xiaoguo instinctively grabbed the collar of his nightgown and stared at him vigilantly.
What does this person want to do
He just helped her adjust her position, and couldn't help but tuck her into the quilt.
"I've heard about what happened today." Sitting on the edge of the bed, he said.
Mo Xiaoguo looked away, crying in embarrassment.
He frowned and didn't like seeing her like this. He stretched out his hand and broke her small face and met his gaze again, "Why don't you explain it to them?"
"How to explain?" She tightened the sheets, her eyelashes drooping slightly, "Do you think... our current relationship is normal?"
"At least, you are not a third party."
"..." After being silent for a while, she bit her lip, and for a while, she spoke again: "If... you can stop being entangled in this way, I won't be misunderstood in the future, and I don't need to give any explanation..."
The voice is slightly dull. The position of the chest is painful.
There was no answer to her.
There is only endless silence and the sudden cold room temperature.
Taking a deep breath, closing her eyes, as if she was determined, she continued: "I... have already written the transfer order, and I want to... apply to return to Mr. Yun."
This woman!
Just want to stay away from him!
Mu Beicheng stood up and looked at her condescendingly, "What if I don't agree? Do you want to resign?"
"..." This time, it was Mo Xiaoguo's turn to remain silent.
The financial circle is complex and sensitive. If you have had such a short experience in your information, if you want to join other companies in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult.
She didn't want to take her career and piss him off.
But how should I convince him
Thinking like this, the next second, Mu Beicheng's words surprised her.
"Go back and give me your application, I promise you!"
She looked up at him in surprise.
His three-dimensional face was tight, his thin lips lifted, and he said, "The premise is that you will stay here tonight and you are not allowed to go back to the villa! I will drive you away tomorrow morning."
"But..." He didn't carry Lu Ying, but instead carried himself? How should she explain to Lu Ying and Lu Feng
"No but!" He cut off her words aggressively, "You say one more word, and what you just said will be invalidated!"
Mo Xiaoguo bit her lip right now and didn't dare to speak anymore.
Holding the quilt and confronting Mu Beicheng for a minute, she still couldn't help but speak: "I need to make a call."
"Call Lu Feng?"
"… Ok."
"No need. He has fallen asleep and didn't care about you at all." After saying this, Mu Beicheng glanced at her again, "Mo Xiaoguo, Lu Feng likes you or not, have you figured it out?"
His words made Mo Xiaoguo feel strange. Waiting suspiciously for him to continue talking, but he closed his lips and didn't say any more.
Tonight, she was tired, and he didn't want to give her another knife.
After waiting for a long while, she didn't wait for him, she didn't ask more, just glanced at him and reminded: "You... go back, lest Lu Ying misunderstand again."
She can't wait to drive herself away!
This recognition makes Mu Beicheng a little annoyed. Glancing at her heavily, reaching out to turn off the light in the room, closing the door without saying a word, and stepping out.
Back, stiff and cold.
…
In the darkness, Mo Xiaoguo still stared in the direction of the door stunned. The sound of his footsteps farther and farther away finally disappeared until he could no longer hear him. At that moment, I only felt the feeling of being inexplicably emptied in my heart, empty and uncomfortable.
She turned and curled herself into a ball.
I'm really tired today, but...
At this moment, she was not sleepy at all.
Hand, touched his own lips. The image of him biting himself could not help appearing in his mind, and his heart trembled for a while.
What's the matter
Why is a peaceful and peaceful life derailed a little bit? And... she seems unable to control...
Lu Ying sat in the hall blankly, waiting for Mu Beicheng to return. Where did he go? Why haven't you come back for so long
When she was uneasy, the doorbell rang suddenly.
He must be back!
She breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran to open the door.
Seeing the figure at the door, his nervous face finally smiled.
"I thought you were going to leave us first." Lu Ying took his arms and quietly glanced at his tight face, thinking that he was still angry about what happened, so she softened and apologized: "I'm sorry. , Beicheng, I shouldn't have a temper with you just now..."
"Okay, Lu Ying!" Mu Beicheng interrupted her words coldly, not only did not accept her feelings, but indifferently pulled her hand away, and said in warning: "You better stay here now. Don't talk to me for now!"
He was afraid that his demeanor would be lost, so he couldn't help returning all the injuries suffered by that fragile little thing to Lu Ying!
Lu Ying didn't expect that he would have such an attitude. Her lips moved, and she stared at him for a long while, and then asked uneasily: "...what's the matter?"
Mu Beicheng just stared at her solemnly, turned around and walked to the bedroom upstairs without answering. When Lu Ying came back to her senses, he was walking downstairs with his luggage.
Without even looking at her, he returned to their bedroom blankly.
"Beicheng! What are you doing? Why only take Xiaoguo and your luggage?" Lu Ying's heart trembled, and she rushed to clasp Mu Beicheng's hand tightly, "I forbid you to go!"
Mu Beicheng's sight slowly swept across her pale face from her hand. Her eyes were cold, like a layer of ice, making her shudder.
"Let go!"
There are only two simple words, but they are as rigid as a stone, popping out of his lips.
Even the corners of the lips are cold.
"I won't let go! What's the matter? Why do you treat me like this?" Lu Ying's face was pale, her pretty eyes were covered with mist.
He has never done this to himself.
This feeling made her flustered and uneasy, as if there was something she couldn't catch...
Mu Beicheng's eyes sank and he paused, "Lu Ying, we are over. I will give the two families an explanation the next day."
She was stunned.
It should have been an accident, but I felt that all this would happen sooner or later.
On the day of the annual meeting, I had already thought of it, didn't he
"Yes... Because of Mo Xiaoguo?" She asked with red eyes.
"It has nothing to do with her." Mu Beicheng replied, with a calm tone and a cold expression. It was so unfeeling that there was no regret.
"It has nothing to do with her? You are a lie!" She exclaimed in excitement, tears falling through her eyes, but she asked bitterly: "Mu Beicheng, you are in love with her, don't you?"
Without nodding, but without denying, Mu Beicheng just watched her firmly and whispered warning: "Don't hurt her anymore! She never thought of getting involved between me and you."
Lu Ying stood there, feeling a chill slowly rising from the soles of her feet, tearing her heart inch by inch.
She never thought of intervening, but... she easily shattered her dream of marriage...
How can she be willing? How not to hate it
…
The whole villa is too quiet. The silence made her flustered.
After all, I still couldn't fall asleep.
In my mind, there are some questions that shouldn't be raised over and over. For example, is Mu Beicheng already asleep now? Or... Maybe he's still talking with Lu Ying. He would kiss Lu Ying with affection and affection like he kissed himself that day...