She stayed in the bathroom for a long time, rubbing her skin constantly with the bath spray, almost breaking a layer of skin on her body.
It wasn't that Mo Xier was afraid of doing this kind of thing with Qing Muchen, she just wanted to delay it.
She had been tormented by him for so many hours before. If he did it again tonight, no one would be able to bear it.
After staying in the bathroom for nearly an hour, Qing Muchen was still awake when he came out.
Lying lazily on his bed, with his arms folded across his chest, he raised his eyes and squinted at her. He seemed to be in high spirits.
Under the dim light, when the dark eyes stared at Mo Xi'er, his gaze was even very sharp, so sharp that when it fell on Mo Xi'er, it seemed like it could tear her clothes layer by layer.
Mo Xi'er's legs felt a little weak after seeing him.
She is really not a coward. Who has been more cowardly than someone who grew up in a family like the Mafia
However, she couldn't stand Qing Muchen's gaze.
Fierce and wanton, as if with flames, just looking at him could burn her.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Qing Muchen lazily changed his position with his crossed legs, and glanced at his side.
Mo Xier knew what he wanted to do, and her heart skipped a beat when he saw it.
"Wait!" Instead of going over immediately, she turned around and walked directly to her bag.
Qing Muchen just watched her movements expressionlessly and did not stop her.
Mo Xier turned her back to him and seemed to be looking for something.
My hand fumbled around in the bag, but couldn't find it, so I opened the bag and looked at it again.
"Huh? Where did it go that was obviously placed inside?"
The voice of talking to himself was very small, very small, and full of deep weirdness.
Qing Muchen snorted lightly, and raised the corners of his lips with disdain.
He didn't give any reminder and watched her movements with cold eyes. He mockingly admired her panic.
Mo Xier's hand groped back and forth in the bag several times, but found nothing. She threw the bag aside and walked around the room again.
She looked on the table and rummaged around on the sofa, but still found nothing. Her eyes suddenly turned to Qing Muchen behind her.
"Did you go through my bag?" She asked directly, looking directly at him.
Qing Muchen snorted coldly.
It seems that he is not stupid.
Guess it's him.
He always acted boldly and without any defense for his actions. He admitted simply, "Yeah."
Mo Xier stared at him and asked tentatively, "Did you throw away the things I bought?"
"Yeah!" It was still two concise words, and he even answered frankly.
"Why do you do this?"
"I don't like that feeling!" This time, Qing Muchen's answer was more direct.
Mo Xier's blood rushed to his head in one breath, and she looked at him with a somewhat annoyed look.
He threw away the things she bought just because of feelings
Mo Xier's chest felt as if it was blocked by stones. He couldn't describe what he felt, and it was very dull.
Just for the feeling of him...
Is there any worse reason than this
However, Mo Xier is also quick to adjust himself.
Hasn't he always been such a scumbag
Does she still expect him to care about the dangers of the woman taking medicine
Qing Muchen watched her face change from green to white, knowing that she had misunderstood, but still did not explain his behavior.
"Come here!" He opened his thin lips and ordered her again.