C127 Advance and Retreat Are All Death

Alick hurriedly waved her hand and pointed at the water that had spilled out of the bathtub, "No need, no need. The water has been put in place. I will be fine after I soak in it. The fall isn't very serious either. "

"Are you sure it is fine?" Moh Zixiao's dark eyes were full of questions.

"It's fine, it's fine!" She hurriedly smiled and shook her head.

"Then you can wash it! I'll go out first. " Only then did Moh Zixiao turn around.

She let out a long sigh of relief. Just as she was about to close the door, he suddenly turned around. He raised his eyebrows and pointed at the overflowing water on the washing table. "Remember to turn off the water. "

"Oh, oh, oh! I'll turn it off immediately! " She panicked and felt that she had nowhere to hide. She immediately turned around and closed the water cage, then turned around to close the door.

When she closed the door, she couldn't help but look up. She saw that he was still standing where he was, looking at her with a probing gaze.

She smiled awkwardly, gently closed the door, and then immediately locked it.

Because she couldn't face his probing gaze, she kept hiding in the bathroom and didn't dare to go out.

Fortunately, he didn't knock to remind her to come out.

She did not know how long she had been dawdling. In the end, when she soaked her entire body until her skin was covered in an abnormal white color, she had no choice but to slowly get up.

She slowly put on her nightdress, tidied her hair, repaired her toenails, and then looked for some things that she could not do to pass the time. When he had nothing to do in the bathroom, he quietly opened the door.

He looked out and saw that he had already put out the light, leaving only a weak wall lamp.

Her heart skipped a beat and she nervously thought, Could it be that he noticed her strange behavior and wanted to do his best to make it up to her?

Her heart was incomparably bitter, and she did not dare to take a step forward.

This weak light was pink, creating a kind of romantic and ambiguous atmosphere. Usually, she liked this kind of atmosphere very much, and liked his heart more.

But today, she was afraid of this kind of atmosphere, afraid of being intimate with him.

Because in the midst of passion, he definitely wouldn't ignore the kiss marks on her neck and chest that wouldn't disappear for the next few days.

No matter how stupid a man was, he would know what it was!

How would she explain it then?

Should she tell him that it was also his girlfriend's prank?

She leaned against the door powerlessly, feeling as if she was at the edge of a cliff, advancing and retreating would be death. . .

She stared blankly at the door for a long time until she heard his snores clearly. After making sure that he was sleeping soundly, she dared to tiptoed over quietly.

Seeing that there was still a glass of wine that he had poured for her on the coffee table, she hesitated for a moment, then picked it up and drank it all in one go.

She picked up the half bottle of wine that was left by the side of the table. She didn't want to pour it into the glass anymore, so she directly drank it all at the mouth of the bottle.

Tomorrow was going to be a terrifying start. Tonight, he would let her use alcohol to numb him and let him spend the night by his side!

As soon as he put down the bottle, he felt the smell of alcohol rush up and burped loudly. He hurriedly covered his mouth and did not even dare to look back, afraid that his frivolous behavior would wake him up.

He stood there for a long time. After making sure that he wasn't disturbed, he felt relieved.

He tiptoed back to his bed and laid down. He turned off the light and leaned against him and closed his eyes tiredly.

Her hands rested on his strong waist. Feeling the unique aura on his body and the strength of his muscles, her heart was filled with satisfaction and sourness.

Tonight should be their last night, right?

After today, they would be going their separate ways tomorrow.

She had been looking forward to it for so long, and she had been happy for so long. However, it was just a beautiful dream after all. . .

After a while, when she was drunk, she fell into a daze and fell asleep. She could not help but snore loudly.

In the darkness, Moh Zixiao slowly opened his eyes and a pleased smile appeared on his face.

Moh Zixiao woke up early in the morning. After a simple wash, he went downstairs and put it on the dining table. He looked at the empty dining table and frowned. He called out loudly, "Mrs Xin!"

Mrs Xin hurriedly ran over, "What is it? Young Master?"

"What about today's newspaper?" He asked indifferently.

Mrs Xin's face immediately showed a troubled expression and she said haltingly, "It. . . It hasn't been delivered yet!"

The moment today's newspaper was sent over, it immediately caused a huge sensation in the servant world. Everyone knew that this matter was not to be trifled with, so they all decided to first keep the newspaper and find a suitable opportunity to show it to the old master of Mo family.

"Mrs Xin! Bring the newspaper over!" Moh Zixiao's eyebrows did not move. His tone was calm, but it was full of deterrence.

Mrs Xin felt frightened. She only felt that this once kind young master who was not like this family had suddenly changed into a different person. The fierce and murderous look in his eyes was completely similar to the old man of Mo family.

Immediately, she did not dare to continue lying, so she could only nod her head, "Young master, please wait a moment!"

He turned around and left. In a short while, he came back with several newspapers and respectfully said, "Young Master, please. "

Moh Zixiao lightly responded, picked up a newspaper and casually flipped through it.

Mrs Xin quietly heaved a sigh of relief. She held her breath and was about to quietly leave when Moh Zixiao's indifferent voice sounded again, "Bring the newspaper that was taken away. "

Mrs Xin's face immediately revealed an expression of wanting to cry but had no tears. After snorting for a long time, in the end, she still helplessly handed the newspaper that she secretly took out to him.

He took it and opened it. His eyes casually swept over it. His face still had a carefree and melodious expression, but this expression only lasted for a second.

In the next second, his face immediately turned pale, and his hand that was holding the newspaper tightly clenched into a ball. He used so much force that his knuckles turned white.

Mrs Xin was a little scared when she heard the rustling sound of the newspaper.

However, she was afraid that something would happen during the night. She was afraid that something would happen!

After hearing a few coughs, the respectful Old Master Mo slowly walked down the stairs.

"Old Master! You came down? Is your throat uncomfortable? I'll get someone to boil a pot of lung soup for you today!" Mrs Xin hurriedly walked forward to support Old Man Mo. As she walked, she anxiously looked at Moh Zixiao.

Moh Zixiao also seemed to have woken up from a nightmare. He immediately squeezed the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the paper basket under the table. He smiled and said: "The newspapers nowadays are getting more and more outrageous! He keeps posting about this celebrity framing politicians and harassing the female secretary all day long! This is simply a mess!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly stood up and pulled a chair for Moh Guxuan. " You didn't come down to practice your sword today. Is it because you're not feeling well? If it is, call the doctor over to take a good look! "

Moh Guxuan's sharp eyes swept across his face. He pointed at the newspaper in the paper basket and said, "Pick it up and let me take a look. I am quite interested in the messy things you mentioned!"

Moh Zixiao's face turned paler and paler, and his eyes were filled with embarrassment. This was the first time he spoke without confidence. "Uh. Don't dirty your eyes with those things. It's better not to look at them anymore! Otherwise, it will affect your appetite. Mrs Xin! Quickly take these newspapers away. I still have a lot of important things to deal with today. Hurry up and get someone to start the meal!"

" Yes! " Mrs Xin hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to grab the large stack of newspapers and was about to take them away.

Sigh! She originally did not want Moh Zixiao to read it. Now that Moh Zixiao had read it, she did not want Moh Guxuan to read it. As servants, they could only obey orders.

They didn't want to contribute, but they just wanted to live a peaceful life. It was rare for Mo family to have a few days of peace. As servants, they couldn't bear to break this rare peace.

"Put it down!" Moh Guxuan shouted out in a neither light nor heavy tone.

Mrs Xin's heart trembled, and her hands immediately went soft. The newspapers scattered all over the floor, and there was a large, ugly picture printed on it. It also inevitably jumped into everyone's eyes.

For a moment, everyone did not speak and could only hear each other's breathing.

Moh Guxuan's eyes were fixed on those unsightly photos. His brows were knitted tighter and tighter, forming a clear 'Chuan' character. His lips were also pursed tighter and tighter. The aged muscles around him also tightened, forming countless deep and shallow wrinkles.

He instantly became old.

A minute ago, he was still a vigorous and vigorous man with a loud voice. A minute later, he became a withered old man. His forehead was full of wrinkles, and his face was full of vicissitudes of life. He could no longer withstand any wind or rain.

Time stopped. Everyone in the restaurant seemed to have stopped their lives at this moment. The scent of death quietly filled the hall.

After a long while, Moh Guxuan bent down to pick it up. Who knew that Alick would run downstairs in panic at this moment.

Her footsteps instantly made Moh Guxuan straighten his back, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

She was completely unaware of it before. It was only when she was about to rush to the entrance of the hall that she slowly stopped her footsteps. Her sluggish eyes slowly fell on the scattered newspapers on the floor.

When she saw the photo clearly, it was the photo of her and the cowman having a great time with each other last night, her heart was so shocked that it almost stopped beating.

She wanted to explain, but when she saw the ugly picture in all kinds of poses, she only opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

At this time, Moh Zixiao quickly walked over and held her hand, saying in a low voice, "You go upstairs first!"

The feelings of protecting each other with every punch were completely revealed. It made her so moved that she wanted to cry, but at the same time, her heart was also bitter and astringent.

She had done such a terrifying thing, yet the first thing he thought of was to protect her. How could she endure this?

If time could be reversed, she would rather not have sex for the rest of her life than do such an ugly thing!

However, things had already happened. She was simply unable to salvage anything.

This morning, before she woke up, her father had already done it. He called her and instructed her to immediately get up and wait for her at the door.

Her father's voice was still as dignified and powerful as usual, but she immediately acutely sensed that there was clearly a terrifying anger hidden within. It was a storm that was about to arrive!

She did not say much and immediately washed up briefly. She casually put on some clothes and rushed downstairs.

Who knew that when she went downstairs, she would see such a scene waiting for her.

Moh Guxuan's expression was so cold that it scared her!