C8 Question.

After Xia Miqing walked for a while, she heard the sound of brakes coming from the side.

She was shocked. She turned around and saw the window of the car being rolled down. Mo Tingjun said lightly, "Get in the car. "

Xia Miqing stood where she was and did not move. She said tiredly, "Mo Tingjun, I am not in the mood right now. "

He came to find her for nothing more than the matter that she had promised.

But now, she was really powerless to resist him.

She was also a human, and she wasn't a doll without emotions.

Mo Tingjun looked straight ahead, "I'm even less interested in seeing you like this. "

Xia Miqing was a little shocked. She realized that she did not understand him.

Or perhaps she had never understood him.

"Get in the car. I don't want to say it a third time. " Mo Tingjun lowered the window and casually knocked on the steering wheel.

His words did not allow Xia Miqing to disobey him. She opened the car door and sat on it.

After driving for a while, Xia Miqing found that Mo Tingjun was walking in a completely unfamiliar direction.

"Where are you taking me?" Xia Miqing couldn't help but ask.

Mo Tingjun did not look at her. "You will know when we arrive. "

Looking at him like this, Xia Miqing knew that she could not get anything out of his mouth. She would just let him do whatever he wanted.

After arriving at the destination, Xia Miqing discovered that the place he brought her to was actually the shooting range!

Mo Tingjun led her to a shooting range with familiarity. He stood in front of a shooting range. Soon, the coach walked up. "Director Mo, are you still the same today?"

It seemed that Mo Tingjun was a frequent visitor here.

She had never known that he would like to come to such a place.

"Give me the Glock 21 today. " Mo Tingjun said and looked at Xia Miqing with interest.

The coach also noticed Xia Miqing beside him. He smiled and nodded. "Okay, Director Mo. I will go and prepare now. "

Very soon, after the coach had prepared everything, Mo Tingjun brought her into the inner hall.

There was a series of protective equipment on the table, such as earmuffs. There was a circular target ten meters away from the table.

Xia Miqing looked at the man beside her in puzzlement. She did not understand why he brought her here.

While she was lost in thought, Mo Tingjun suddenly came closer. Xia Miqing subconsciously took a step back and her waist was just right beside the stage. "What do you want to do?"

Mo Tingjun stared straight at her. He walked past her and picked up the protective earpiece. "It's just an earpiece. What are you afraid of?"

Xia Miqing shyly avoided his breath and moved to the side without leaving a trace.

Mo Tingjun put on the earpiece and stood up straight. He threw the other earpiece to her.

Xia Miqing hesitated for a moment and was about to put it on. She suddenly heard a few gunshots. The gunshots were deafening. She was so scared that her body trembled and almost grabbed her earmuffs.

Mo Tingjun, who was beside her, had already put down his gun and looked at her.

He did it on purpose!

Xia Miqing was still in shock. Her ears buzzed.

Mo Tingjun's actions made her a little angry. She had just looked at him, but what came in front of her was a black muzzle. What she wanted to say was stuck in her throat. She was very nervous.

Mo Tingjun's expression was cold as he slowly raised his hand and pointed the gun at her. Xia Miqing felt that he would pull the trigger at any time.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Miqing's voice trembled and her legs went soft.

Mo Tingjun raised his eyebrows slightly and only stopped when he saw her reaction that satisfied him. He casually played with the gun in his hand and slowly said, "Qing, Did you have something that you did not tell me?"

He said it calmly. However, this caused her to have an uncertain fear in her heart.

Xia Miqing steadied her mind and thought about what he meant. In any case, the thing she hid from him was only the matter on the third floor of the Ning family.

And when he asked her this, it felt like he already knew about it.

After a while, her thoughts changed slightly, and she forced herself to calm down and said: "I don't know what you're talking about"

After she finished speaking, Mo Tingjun sneered. There was a cold look in his eyes, and the mocking smile on his lips was even more obvious. "Xia Miqing, did I indulge you too much? Or did you get bribed by Ning Zhexuan so quickly?" The more he spoke, the colder his tone became.

Xia Miqing was shocked by him and unconsciously took a small step back. She instantly understood, "You have other spies in the Ning family?"

Mo Tingjun did not deny it. He reached out and gently caressed her cheek, "Qing, you should know that I am not patient. "

"Yes, Ning Zhexuan let me go up to the third floor. " Xia Miqing slightly turned her head. She explained with some difficulty, "But I can only move around in his field of vision. I haven't found anything yet. "

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mo Tingjun lifted a strand of her hair. He silently smelled her hair, and his eyes were especially gentle.

However, Xia Miqing only felt a chill on her back. Just now, Mo Tingjun's expression when pointing a gun at her still caused her to have lingering fears. Her throat slightly choked. "I just didn't have the time to tell you. "

Indeed, she had never thought of hiding it from him.

Mo Tingjun's fingers moved down her cheeks and suddenly pinched her chin. His strength gradually increased. His tone was filled with a strong warning, "Don't do it again!"

Xia Miqing felt that her jaw was about to be crushed by him. She was in so much pain that her face turned pale. She looked at his cold eyes and softly replied, "I understand. "

After getting a satisfactory answer, Mo Tingjun suddenly bent down and gently kissed her lips. This kiss was not warm at all. He said lightly, "You are the obedient Qing like this. "

After the kiss was over, Mo Tingjun used the back of his hand to stroke her cheek and the corner of his mouth rose. "Qing, you should answer me. "

"Didn't you say you were not interested?" Xia Miqing's expression changed slightly.

Mo Tingjun led her out. "I'm suddenly interested now. "

He brought her back to the apartment.

Xia Miqing stepped on the floor barefooted. She tiptoed and started dancing with the music. She was wearing a wide, unfitting man's shirt.

Mo Tingjun was sitting on the leather sofa opposite him. He shook the red wine glass in his hand slightly, his eyes following her dancing figure.

Because of the dance movements, Xia Miqing's skin was exposed in front of his eyes. The shame gradually spread from the bottom of her heart.

She had once dreamed of becoming a ballet dancer on the stage, but in the end, she became an actor.

To her, ballet was her former belief. But now, this had become the inferior method she used to please Mo Tingjun.

Mo Tingjun had made such a request before, and she had always rejected him. But now, she had no choice but to do it.

When she thought of this, she felt very sad.

Halfway through the jump, Mo Tingjun put down the wine cup in his hand and strode over. He picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.