Chapter 423

Mo Beicheng has a sore throat, and his Adam's apple rolls a few times. He still can't calm his mood at the moment.

He put his hand into the pocket of his coat and felt the hard edges of the cigarette box: "sorry, I'll go out for a cigarette."

He didn't go far. He was on the balcony outside.

Nanjo looked at him from behind.

Mo Beicheng's action of taking the cigarette was a little urgent and his face was cold.

Every inch of him is just right, no more, no less, which can be described.

In the haze, the side face was also shrouded.

Nanqiao took back her sight and closed her eyes. She didn't sleep well these days, and her temples were throbbing with pain.

……

Mo Beicheng stood on the balcony and smoked two cigarettes in succession. In the middle, he didn't seem to think about anything, and he seemed to think a lot. He couldn't distinguish between them.

When he was ready to take the third cigarette, he felt very dry. He rubbed the cigarette box with the cigarette inside and threw it into the garbage can.

The wind is against him.

He was heavily smoked.

Mo Beicheng took off his coat and went in. He pulled Nanqiao, who was on the bed with her eyes closed, into his arms and murmured to her ear: "I'm wrong."

The woman in her arms didn't move.

"Shen Nanqiao," he called her, raising her tone with a little anger, even breathing heavily, "I apologize for what happened before."

“……”

Mo Beicheng clenched his teeth and went to kiss her lips. He was not as fierce as he was just now. "Open your eyes for me."

Nanqiao opened his eyes, "third brother, I found Shisheng."

Mo Beicheng

So, was that just to pave the way for this sentence?

I found Sheng.

Want to solve and no way, want to help him, and afraid he told Ji Yunan?

He didn't want to think that way. He would rather believe that Nanqiao's accusation was true because he was wronged.

Mo Beicheng's addiction to smoking came up again and twisted his eyebrows. "What do you want?"

"She was hurt."

In fact, it was not serious. I had a cut in my leg when I was in the river, but I was infected. I need to see a doctor.

Mo Beicheng smile, did not let Nanqiao see his expression at the moment, "I misunderstood that you pushed Chen Baimo into the swimming pool, wronged?"

“……”

Do you feel aggrieved?

She forgot.

But think about it, should not be more aggrieved, at most is a little helpless.

Mo Beicheng put a tight hand on her waist, and asked: "I didn't appear at the wedding, was it wronged?"

Nanqiao let out a "yes".

"I misunderstood that you pushed Chen Baimo downstairs. Is it wrong?"

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

Mo Beicheng stressed, "eh?"

"Well."

The strength on the waist retreated, "then you give me a soft suit."

“……”

"Or coax me."

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

She is not very good at coaxing men, especially Mo Beicheng, a man who... Kisses up in a few words, and then gets out of hand.

Nanqiao put his arms around his waist and went up to kiss him.

Most of women's kisses are gentle and genial, but this kind of softness, like a feather brush, obviously can't satisfy Mo Beicheng. After letting her kiss for a few minutes, he can't help but clasp the back of her head and increase his strength to kiss her lip.

Kisses kisses to become, he presses on her body, in the eye floats the spark, that ruthless strength, as if wants to tear her bone into the abdomen general.

Nanqiao thought that his hand might tear her clothes in the next second.

She held his hand and said solemnly, "I'm in a special situation."

The man in her ear low smile, "what do you think I am?"

Mo Beicheng kiss enough, let her go, bad toward her ear blow breath, voice hoarse way, "I go to take a bath."

Nanqiao answered, "yes." her lips were red and swollen, and her clothes were in a mess.

"Well behaved," Mo Beicheng rubbed her hair and got up. After the toss just now, the man's shirt was crumpled on his body, half of the hem was pulled out, three or four buttons were opened, and his chest muscles were strong and smooth.

It's full of the evil spirit of laziness.

"Third brother," Nanqiao pulled him in the gap when he got up completely, a pair of eyes especially serious, "I said those, not to let you help Shisheng."

Mo Beicheng picks her eyebrows and waits for her to go on.

But Nanqiao didn't plan to continue. She let go and looked like "you go to take a bath.".

Mo Beicheng: "and then?"

"... no, then."