Chapter 1211

Mo Qing fingers gently stroked her cool face, "not uncomfortable?"

Gu Xiaoran turned around and didn't want to say a word.

Mo Qing untied her tie, took her hand and looked at her wrists, which were red and swollen.

Gu Xiaoran broke away his hand, got out of bed and rushed to the cupboard.

The clothes she wore yesterday had been twisted into hemp under her body, which was directly pulled away by Mo Qing and left under the bed.

To get dressed, you have to go to the cupboard.

Gu Xiaoran howled in front of him all night. He lost all his face and didn't care to lose face any more.

Her legs were too weak to stand. Mo Qing reached out to catch her.

"What can I do?"

The expression on his face was light, as always, clear and cold, and there was no joy or anger.

Gu Xiaoran looked at this face, full of anger but straight up, where can bear to go on, picked up the vase with lilies, smashed in the past.

Mo Qing embraces her waist, does not dodge does not flash, is hit in the forehead gushes the blood, slides down his cheek.

He lowered his head and looked at her quietly without saying a word. There was no anger in his eyes.

Gu Xiaoran looked at the blood on his face and his hand holding the vase trembled slightly.

When she was in training camp, she heard about this convenient training.

When he did that, she knew he was trying to strengthen her resistance.

But she was angry that he tortured her so cruelly.

At this time, looking at his injury, but not the slightest pleasure, but there is a kind of unspeakable bitterness.

Shove him away and stagger away.

Mo Qing pulled her back, shouldered her and strode into the bathroom.

He knew that Gu Xiaoran was angry now. He would only be more angry at him. He threw her into the bathtub, turned on the water and turned out of the bathroom.

Out of the bathroom, did not stay in the bedroom, but went to the study.

Sitting at the back of the desk, he casually pulled a few paper towels and wiped the blood from his forehead.

Head against the back of the chair and close your eyes for a nap.

Last night, Gu Xiaoran made a scene all night. He looked at it coldly. Although he ignored it, he felt worse than anyone else. He didn't sleep the same night.

Gu Xiaoran took a bath, changed his clothes, went straight out of the villa and drove away from Nanwan.

After tossing about all night, hungry to death, she parked her car in front of a porridge restaurant and went into it.

This porridge restaurant has a very good business in the morning and night. There are only two empty tables left.

Gu Xiaoran sat down at the small table by the window, ordered a stone pot porridge, ordered two kinds of snacks, and planned to have enough to think about other things.

After ordering porridge, I found that I rushed out of Nanwan without wallet or mobile phone.

Gu Xiaoran was a little depressed, but he had already ordered something to eat, so he couldn't help it.

A hungry groan.

No matter, the big deal finished, borrow a mobile phone to call aunt, let aunt take pay.

As soon as the waiter brought tea, the porridge was boiling.

The guests sitting by the window were all glued to the glass window and stretched their necks to look out.

"Wow, how handsome."

"It looks familiar. I think I've seen it somewhere."

"That's Moqing!"

"Fool, he can't recognize it? He is mo Qing, the young leader of the imperial dynasty. "

Gu Xiaoran turned to look out of the window and saw a car stop by the side of the road. Mo Qing was coming up from the car. His dark Italian handmade suit was tall and straight. He held the car key in one hand and put it in his trousers pocket in the other.

Mo Qing looked up at the people who were peeping at him. He looked forward with a light look. It was obvious that the people were here, but the heart was not here.

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