Song Xiaoya's eyes are hot and she walks towards Mu Junhao.
“……”
Mu Junhao was seriously looking at the document, and felt someone walking behind him. His handsome brow frowned fiercely and flashed a trace of unhappiness.
When he works, he doesn't like outsiders standing behind him. Everyone in the company should know his habit.
He looked up to reprimand. Before he could speak, a pair of soft arms encircled his waist from behind.
Mu Junhao was stunned for a while, and his face became cold.
He reached for her wrist and tried to shake it off.
But the woman held him more tightly, and a dull voice came from behind, "don't push me away!"
With a clear and beautiful voice, Mu Junhao felt that something warm had wet his clothes. The hot temperature made him excited.
He suddenly regained his mind, and his eyes were fierce.
The next second, he reached around her waist, pulled her into his arms and put her on his knee.
Song Xiaoya covers her face and doesn't want him to see the tears on her face.
"Don't Don't look at me
Mu Junhao thought that something had happened to her, anxiously pulled her finger in her face, "is someone bullying you? You tell me who it is, and I'll take it out on you. "
When he thought that someone would dare to bully his woman, he wanted to catch the man and beat him hard.
Song Xiaoya's strength is not mu Junhao's opponent. Her tearful face is exposed in front of the man. She is very angry. She just pours into Mu Junhao's arms and buries her face in his chest.
I don't know whether it's shame or annoyance. She twisted her fist and hammered it on his chest.
"Who dares to bully me but you?"
Mu Junhao raised his hand, and Jun's face became more gloomy.
He knew that she was under a lot of pressure during this period.
Should any woman not accept such a thing?
Lying in bed these two days, looking at her although cold face, but busy to take care of him, his heart unspeakable remorse.
He is too greedy.
In his heart, song Xiaoya is the bright sun in the sky. She should be happy. Every day, her face is full of smiles. He pinches out her smile with his own hands.
Mu Junhao's eyes were sore. He held Mu Junhao's face in his hands and swallowed his throat. His low voice was full of apology.
"I'm sorry! Don't cry. I'm sorry when you cry. I wish you would punch me more. "
Smell speech, the person in the bosom body shape a stiff, cry voice more big.
Song Xiaoya seldom indulges her emotions like now. She has never been loved. Probably because of this experience, she always knows that tears can't solve any problems.
No one will help themselves, no one will love themselves, want anything, she can only rely on their own hands to create.
I don't know what happened. Every time I face Mu Junhao, she can't help crying.
Mu Junhao panic God, hundreds of millions of orders he can easily handle, but every time in the face of her tears, he has no way.
He raised his hand rigidly, rubbed her head placidly, endured the huge heartache and said in a low voice: "don't cry! It's my fault if If you still want to leave, I I'll help you! "
If forced to leave her around, just let her constantly tears, constantly torture, he would rather choose to let her go.
At this moment, he suddenly understood a truth.
Love is fulfillment.
As long as she has a good life, as long as her face is always full of smile, as long as she is happy, it seems that everything doesn't matter.
Song Xiaoya's whole body is stiff. She pushes him away and raises her head from his arms. The small face full of tears is exposed in front of the man unreservedly.
"Mu Junhao, what do you mean? You want to give up on me? "
Because she was crying, her small nose was red, her big black and white eyes were clear, and her eyes were sparkling with tears, which made her look extremely distressing.
"Ai ~ ~"
Mu Junhao sighed helplessly, bowed his head and gently dried the tears on her face.
Salty tears, bitter his lips, his heart.
Until there were no more tears on her face, he let her go and gave her a bitter smile.
"Xiaoya, it's not that I want to give up you, but that I have to give up you."
"You don't want me? Are you going to let me go? "
Song Xiaoya is nervous. Her hands tightly grasp Mu Junhao's front skirt, and her big wet eyes stare at him, not letting go of any expression on his face.
Is that what she meant?
Isn't it?
Mu Junhao closed his eyes, buried his face in Song Xiaoya's white neck like greed, and said in a low voice: "I'm useless! Xiaoya, I can't give you happiness, sorry! I hope you can meet a better man than me in the future. He can give you enough happiness. "“……” Smell speech, song Xiaoya heart hard a shake, even the body is slightly shaking up.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked with her eyes wide open? Are you going to give up loving me? "
She finally made up her mind to show her heart to him, to face this difficulty with him, but he had to give up ahead of time?
Mu Junhao quickly raised his head, holding song Xiaoya's face in both hands. His sad eyes were serious, and he swore: "no, Xiaoya! I don't want to give up loving you. Even if we're not together, I won't give up loving you. I've only loved you in my life. "
Hearing this, song Xiaoya was relieved.
She also learned from him, holding his face in both hands, and her clear eyes were more serious than him.
"Mu Junhao, there are so many scum men in this society. If he gives me to another man, what should he do if he treats me badly?"
"No..." Think of if song Xiaoya meet slag man, be trampled on by other men, his heart pulled.
Song Xiaoya said, "who knows? If he rapes me, if he's cheating, if he doesn't accept Reggie, if... "
"No more!"
Mu Junhao was so distressed that he clasped the back of song Xiaoya's head with his hands and sealed her chattering lips with his head down.
Just think about the harm she might get, and he finds that he can't let go at all.
Song Xiaoya sighed, put her hands around his neck, and raised her head to respond.
Immersed in his own thoughts, Mu Junhao felt a warm thing sweeping on his lips. His body suddenly froze, and then his heart burst into ecstasy, and his hot and domineering kiss fell again.
"Well..."
Song Xiaoya feels that her waist is about to be cut off by his arm, and the breath in her lung is also taken away by him.
She protested bitterly, her legs straight and soft, and soon she became a soft ball and nestled in Mu Junhao's arms.
Just when she thought she was about to be drowned by him, he finally let her go.
With his forehead against his forehead, he kisses the corner of her mouth again. Looking at the woman's eyes, he laughs from the shaking chest.
"Xiaoya, I can't let you go. I can't be at ease until I give you happiness myself."
Song Xiaoya's heart beats faster, bang bang, just like countless fireworks blooming in her heart.
She buried her face in his arms, sniffed and said in shame, "I didn't do it right either. If I didn't leave you alone that night, it wouldn't have happened."
Unfortunately, there is no if in the world. Since things have happened, they can only move forward.
Mu Junhao kisses her forehead, "it's not your fault! I'm useless... "
Song Xiaoya put out her hand to cover his mouth, and her clear eyes glared at him, "you are not allowed to say that about yourself! Mu Junhao, I never care about this. I only care about your attitude! "
Smell speech, Mu Junhao slightly frown, to song Xiaoya hope eyes, he suddenly understand everything.
"Xiaoya, I won't hide anything from you in the future!"
"Well, I believe you!"
Looking at Song Xiaoya's clever and sensible appearance, Mu Junhao can't help but kiss her on the forehead.
Now that the matter is open, Mu Junhao simply said it thoroughly.
"Xiaoya, I have a plan for Li Weiwei. I want to talk to you about it."
"Well." Song Xiaoya looks up at him, waiting for him.
Mu Junhao stared at the change of her face and said in a low voice: "if Li Weiwei wants that child, I'll raise it for her, and I'll pay for it. If she doesn't raise the children, I'll take them
Speaking of this, his amber pupil flashed a thick guilt, "when the time is wronged you!"