C4 I Picked You up

"Hmph. . . " Mo Tingxi let out a cold snort. His dark and cold eyes were filled with disdain and disdain. His thin lips slightly raised as he curled the corner of his mouth and sneered. His expression was sinister and terrifying. It was like the night wind that poured into the back of his neck, making people feel a chill down their spine.

"Now you know how to be reserved? When you climbed onto my bed, why didn't I see you being so chaste and fierce!"

Mo Tingxi sneered. His bloodthirsty smile was filled with disdain.

Sheng Chulu's heart suddenly turned cold, and her heart throbbed in pain. Her eyes were red. She smiled in despair. "Mo Tingxi, you brought me back to continue insulting me?"

"I picked you up!" Mo Tingxi bent over and his handsome face leaned to Sheng Chulu's ear. His thin lips were pursed and Sheng Chulu could not see his expression. She only knew that his voice was very pleasant. It was low and magnetic, but his words were the most heartless and coldblooded words in the world.

Like a sharp sword, it stabbed into Sheng Chulu's heart.

Mo Tingxi curled the corner of his mouth and whispered in Sheng Chulu's ear coldly, "You were squatting by the roadside like a dirty, broken toy just now and did not move at all! Remember, you have no life. You are just my toy, get down here! "

Sheng Chulu closed her eyes in despair. Yes. She was a toy with no life. It was Mo Tingxi's toy. Toys had no heart. She had no heart. Without emotion, she would not feel pain. She would not feel sad.

In the past, Sheng Chulu died. From a few hours ago, the moment she stepped into the Mo family's main door, she, Sheng Chulu, died!

As she staggered out of the car, Sheng Chulu's legs went limp and her body slanted. A pair of strong hands grabbed her arm and when she lifted her eyes, Sheng Chulu saw Mo Tingxi's eyes filled with disgust.

Sheng Chulu smiled in despair as she stood still with her hands pulled out. However, at that moment, I felt like the world was spinning. After a bout of dizziness, my vision went black and I lost consciousness.

Before she lost consciousness, she heard Mo Tingxi's anxious roar by her ear, "Sheng Chulu. . . "

When she woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the second day. Sheng Chulu opened her eyes. In front of her was an unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar room.

"Water. . . "

Sheng Chulu opened her eyes and her voice was very hoarse. The first one was water. Her voice was very weak and could be described as weak as gossamer. When she was thirsting for water, a glass of water was handed to her.

It was a pair of slender and beautiful hands. Sheng Chulu slightly raised her head and the moment she saw Mo Tingxi, her heart stopped beating. Her eyes were filled with fear. She mumbled a few times but did not say anything.

Mo Tingxi's tall facial features slightly knitted. His handsome eyebrows moved closer to the center of his brows. His thin lips curled into a wanton sneer. He slightly curled the corner of his mouth. His cold voice was filled with ridicule. "No poison. I will poison you to death. What fun is there? Drink it!"

Sheng Chulu shakily reached out her hand to grab the transparent cup. The moment Mo Tingxi pulled his hand, the cup instantly fell. Sheng Chulu's hand was soft and powerless. She could not hold the cup at all.

The next second, Mo Tingxi frowned hard between his eyebrows. He reacted quickly and reached out to grab the falling cup. His big palm, which clearly had bones, held the transparent cup tightly. The cup only splashed out a few drops of water and wet the bed sheet.

Mo Tingxi sneered and turned around to sit by the bed. He reached out his hand and the cup reached Sheng Chulu's lips.

"No. . . No need. . . " Sheng Chulu looked up and dodged. She could not help but lean back to avoid the cup by her lips.

Mo Tingxi's black eyes suddenly contracted. His cold expression became more and more intense on his face. He held Sheng Chulu's neck with one hand and forced her to raise her head. With the other hand holding the cup, he rudely pried open the corner of Sheng Chulu's mouth and poured a cup of water towards Sheng Chulu.

After a cup of water was poured into more than half of the cup, Mo Tingxi only stopped after Sheng Chulu violently coughed.

The water flowed down along the corner of Sheng Chulu's mouth and neck, wetting her clothes. Because of choking, Sheng Chulu kept hitting her chest, and her tears fell down.

It was not that she wanted to cry, it was because she felt wronged, but this time she really choked. . .

This man was too rude.

"With a bang, Mo Tingxi lifted the cup on the table and sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed. His black pants wrapped around his shapely legs. His sitting posture was very elegant and noble, but it revealed a cold and domineering aura. His high and mighty appearance was insufferably arrogant, as if he was the Divine Master Emperor who disdained all living things above the clouds.

Sheng Chulu patted her chest and kept coughing. She raised her head to look at Mo Tingxi. Mo Tingxi was also looking at her.

His eyes were extremely cold. His cold eyes seemed to want to shoot through her.

Their eyes met and no one said anything. After the two of them looked at each other for a moment, Sheng Chulu was the first to speak. "Mo Tingxi, where is my bag?"

Sheng Chulu looked around but did not see her bag. She could not help but feel a little panicked.

The things in the bag were very important to her. If they were not there, then all her sacrifices would be in vain.

"Not thirsty anymore? Can you speak now?" Mo Tingxi did not answer her question. His cold gaze also swept across Sheng Chulu's pale face. He suddenly curled his lips and sneered, "Stupid woman!"

"What do you mean? Give me the thing. You cannot not keep your word. "

Mo Tingxi sneered. He got up and threw the bag behind the sofa to Sheng Chulu. His eyes were still cold but full of meaning. He looked at Sheng Chulu coldly and turned to leave.

His tall and straight black figure gradually disappeared in front of Sheng Chulu.

Sheng Chulu did not have the time to care about this. She lowered her head and her hands were still a little weak. She even shivered. She did not care about so much and quickly went to look for the investment book. Seeing that the investment book was still there, she heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was still there.

Sheng Chulu could not care about anything else. She flipped over and got off the bed. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. She had to go to Lian's early and send this to Lian Haoran. This was too important to Lian Haoran.

Sheng Chulu completely forgot that her shirt was still wet. She hurriedly ran downstairs. She did not even know where she got so much strength from. She was not so weak that she could not even hold a cup of water. Even drinking water required someone to feed her.

Speaking of this, Sheng Chulu felt that although Mo Tingxi's way of feeding water was rude, it was not that heartless. She did not want to choke her to death. It was just that he probably had not served anyone before.

However, Sheng Chulu still did not have a good impression of him. She did not have a good impression of him at all. This was a pervert, a bad person!

"You are going out just like that?" When they passed by the living room, Sheng Chulu had not even reached the door when she heard a deep, magnetic, and extremely cold voice coming from the sofa.

Sheng Chulu was stunned for a moment, then she slowly turned around and looked at the faintly discernible figure on the sofa. She said, "Mr. Mo, I need to go out for a while. Although you took me in yesterday, I can't say thank you. I will go first! "