C59 How Could I Bear to Hurt Her

As soon as Jing Xiao Can stepped out of the room, she was pulled into Mo Yi Qing's arms. When she heard his questioning voice, she was stunned. She pointed at her nose with a shocked expression, "You don't even need me to go?"

"I told them to leave. You stay!" He glared at her with a face full of displeasure.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Jing Xiao Can's eyes. She pushed his arm away. She turned around and looked at Yin Shang Yu with deep resentment, "Chief Yin, if there is still no news of me tomorrow evening... I will have to trouble you to come and collect my corpse."

Hearing this, Mo Yi Qing's face darkened.

This stupid woman!

Did he say he was going to kill her?!

To think that he would slander her in front of all his good friends. He truly deserved to be punished.

The next second, when everyone looked at Mo Yi Qing, who did not know whether to laugh or cry, the tsundere man snorted coldly. He extended his long arm and hooked Jing Xiao Can's neck, then turned around and flashed into the room.

Bang! He kicked the door.

The few people standing outside the door immediately looked at each other.

Yin Shang Yu was the first to come back to his senses. He took a step forward and leaned against the door to listen nervously. He did not hear anything.

He turned around and grabbed Chu Zong Wen. He urged him in a low voice, "Big brother, can I do it? What do you think we should do? You should quickly advise Young Mo not to kill anyone. When the time comes, I won't be able to bear the crime!"

He was really afraid that the war between the two of them would escalate. At that time, there wouldn't even be a person pulling the fight. If Mo Yi Qing lost control for a moment and Jing Xiao Can decided to commit suicide and jump into the sea, then he would really have committed a grave crime.

Looking at Yin Shang Yu's worried expression, Chu Zong Wen gave him a "groundless worry." He smiled lightly and raised his hand to knock on the door. "Yi Qing, then we will go back first. Cough cough. If you have something to say, tell Miss Jing not to use force. If something happens to Miss Jing, we brothers will not be able to finish with you. She came with us because she was worried about you. Please show mercy! "

" Take care. I won't see you off! "Mo Yi Qing pressed Jing Xiao Can against the wall. He tilted his head and shouted at the door," Don't worry. I don't have time to dote on her. How could I bear to hurt her? "

Their master had already given the order to leave. If they stayed here and didn't leave, they would only be asking for trouble. Chu Zong Wen and the others pursed their lips and turned around to leave with a smile.

"President Yin, if you don't want to leave, then just stay." Su Xiao Kang saw Yin Shang Yu turning his head around with every step he took. He stretched out his hand and patted Yin Shang Yu's shoulder with a smile.

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Gu Zi An, who had been silent the whole time. "Assistant Gu, can you tell us what happened between Motoc and Miss Jing? I guess one of the reasons is that Miss Jing looks 70% similar to his mother. What is the second reason?"

The observant Su Xiao Kang secretly observed him for a while and saw that he was calm and composed from the beginning to the end. From this, he came to a conclusion that Gu Zi An definitely knew the inside story.

"The second reason is that we need to retreat quickly and then wait and see what happens!" Gu Zi An smiled faintly.

"Nonsense." Yin Shang Yu, who was listening to the answer, punched him on the shoulder. He looked back unwillingly.

The group of people each had their own thoughts and left on the speedboat.

In the villa.

Jing Xiao Can was pressed against the wall by Mo Yi Qing. When she heard the sound of the speedboat leaving, her heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.

Her hope had failed, so she could only save herself.

Fortunately, the man in front of her had his arms by her side and did not do anything excessive. He just stared at her coldly as if he was appreciating a treasure. No matter how she looked at it, it was not enough.

She quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and wanted to push him away to remind him that it was time to take a bath. The smell of alcohol on her body was pungent and unpleasant, and she was afraid of angering the man who wanted face, so she swallowed it back.

In the next second, she did not wait for her to speak.

Mo Yi Qing reached out and grabbed her chin. He lifted it up and forced her to look at him. "Look at me!"

Jing Xiao Can's heart was cold and did not dare to reveal her dissatisfaction. She obediently looked into his eyes, "What?"

What was there to see about him?

His hair was messy and there was a layer of beard on his smooth chin. He was slovenly and reeked of alcohol. He was like a drunkard. She had been holding it in until now and did not throw up. That was giving him face!

Mo Yi Qing quietly looked at Jing Xiao Can. Her appearance surprised and surprised him. Looking at her pink and warm lips, he suddenly felt hungry. He held her thin cheeks with both hands, and his deep eyes flashed with a touch of heartache.

Could it be that she had not been living well during the few days he wasn't around?

The restlessness in his heart recklessly surged. His cold lips suddenly fell and did not give her a chance to react. When she cried out in alarm, he went straight in and eagerly hooked her to respond.

Jing Xiao Can felt that the air in her lungs was about to be sucked out by him. It was difficult for her to breathe and the moment she pushed it away, she was imprisoned even more tightly by him. The kiss was overbearing and frantic and incomparably nostalgic as it sucked in...

After a long time, he reluctantly let go and pressed against her forehead. His breath was unstable as he said, "Do you know how to cook?"

He had been drinking for the past few days and when he saw the woman in front of him, he was very hungry. He really wanted to swallow her into his stomach and carefully protect her.

Yes! He really wanted to eat...

"Ah?" She took a deep breath and stared at him blankly. After a long time, she came back to her senses and quickly nodded. "Yes, yes, yes. Cough, cough. Wait for me... I'll make it for you."

Pushing him lightly away, Jing Xiao Can turned around and ran out of the room.

Wiping her swollen lips that were bitten by him, she tilted her head and stared at the bedroom door with a look of disgust.

This fellow must have been hungry for a few days and actually had such a heavy bite!

En! Stew a pot of braised pork for him. Let him eat enough at once. It would be best if he saw meat for the rest of his life and would never be able to eat it again.

Rushing into the kitchen, Jing Xiao Can impatiently opened the fridge and was immediately dumbfounded when she saw it.

In the fridge, other than wine and drinks, there were no other ingredients.

How had he been these few days?

Drinking all the time?

Did this man want to die?

What if something went wrong with drinking? There wouldn't even be a person asking for help.

After searching for a long time in the kitchen, Jing Xiao Can did not find any ingredients. She turned around and went back to the bedroom.

In front of the French window, Mo Yi Qing was holding a goblet and looking out the window. His cold face was filled with loneliness.

Still drinking? Did he really want to die?

Jing Xiao Can angrily walked forward and grabbed his goblet. She placed it heavily on the table and frowned at him. "Do you want to drink to death? You..."

After saying that, she followed his line of sight with a face full of curiosity. Her gaze touched the tombstone under the large tree in the cemetery and her voice stopped abruptly. Her words choked in her throat and she could no longer make a sound.

The expression on her face stiffened. She wanted to say something to comfort him, but she could not find a suitable word.

She had also experienced that kind of pain before. She knew that any language would appear powerless in front of it. Other than herself, no one else could do anything about it.

Mo Yi Qing's hand was empty. He turned his head and squinted his eyes. He looked at the apologetic little girl beside him. He was surprised that he didn't get angry. His hand that was frozen in midair hooked Jing Xiao Can's waist and took advantage of the opportunity to pull her into his embrace.

Reaching out his hand to grab her chin, Junyan approached, "You are concerned about me?"