Chapter 1507

"Go! Apologize to the Qiao family! Bring back Qiao Sangyu Jiang Pingtao's hand was numb. He threw off the stick angrily and raised his voice and roared, "I'm still married tonight! I'm sorry for them this time. I'll supply them with the ceremony and face of the wedding! "

"I'm not going Cough As soon as Jiang Xuyang opened his mouth, he coughed up blood, but he was still adamant and did not change his mouth. "The wedding is cancelled!"

"You Jiang Pingtao was angry again. He picked up the stick on the ground and wanted to continue to fight.

"Lao Jiang, stop fighting! Go away, son Or Jiang's mother couldn't see it and pushed her husband out. "There are still a lot of guests to deal with! Those guests have to appease themselves. Don't beat them first... "

She finally succeeded in pushing Jiang Pingtao away.

Jiang Xuyang knelt down in his place. He did not escape or hide. His eyes were full of determination. He cancelled the wedding because he was serious about Qiao Sangyu! He doesn't want to tie her down because of this wedding. Once they enter the auditorium today, he will never get Qiao Sangyu's love in his life

When it comes to starting over, he's serious.

So --

Sangyu, we will not get married for the time being, and give me a chance to chase you again, OK?

Brush open the door of the suite, Qi Mo raises his feet to go in, throws the person on the shoulder onto the bed directly.

"Oh

The body heavily hit the bed surface, and the center of gravity bounced on the mattress for a while. Qiao sang Yu could not help but utter a low voice, and his head also sobered up from confusion. She lay on her stomach and murmured in a hoarse voice, "why?"

Qi Mo is taking off his clothes.

He went to England for a trip, and came back to rescue her in such a "dirty and messy" place, without having time to rest and tidy up He needs a bath! When he heard her low voice, he did not return his head, nor did he pay close attention to it. He just answered faintly, "No

He's not available.

The special plane will fly directly to G City tonight. He will leave in a hurry when his subordinates deliver clothes

After leaving her in the big bed, Qi Mo went to the bathroom and took a cool bath. He was still thinking about the arrangements of G city After a long time, he came out with a bath towel and went back to his bedroom to find out the bathrobes provided by the hotel.

His body is still hung with water, crystal clear water all the way down, through the tight waist, was absorbed by the pure white bath towel, attracting infinite reverie.

Originally, he wanted to untie the bath towel and put on the bathrobe. His hands were on the horizontal knot on his waist. Qi Mocai remembered later that there was a man in the room! The man who had just been brought in by him and left on the bed at will.

He couldn't help looking back -

she was still there.

But it's not the position. She was lying on the bed, slightly curled up, her whole head buried in the bedding, and from his point of view, she could only see her slender shoulders twitching again and again, as if crying.

"I'll change." He opened his mouth, and after finishing, he felt that his explanation seemed to be a little inexplicable. Why did he explain it to her? This is his room! And he has just said "no".

Nevertheless, in the face of a woman who seems to be choking, Qi Mo can only shrug her shoulders powerlessly, go to the bathroom to change her nightgown, and then turn back.

She's the same as she was.

"Don't suffocate yourself." Looking at that stuffy little head, Qi Mo joked and mocked, but didn't wait for her to reply with any sharp tongue. Today's Qiao Sangyu doesn't look like he knows him.

He stood there for a few seconds, but eventually he frowned. He could not help kneeling on the edge of the bed, holding her shoulder and turning her whole person around: "Qiao Sangyu..."

As he spoke, he saw her crying.

Her face was reddish because of choking and lack of oxygen. Her cheeks were full of tears. Her eyes and nose were red She is like a small wounded animal, but suddenly turned over when she was healing, so all the fragility was displayed in front of people.

"Don't Look at me... " Even though she was drunk, she was proud that she did not want to show her tears in front of others. She stretched out her hand to wipe and block her tears. However, Qi Mo stopped her faster.

"Don't wipe it off!" He pulled off her hand and threw it aside with a soft gesture. His eyes were disgusted. But in the next second, he took the initiative to draw a paper towel from the head of the bed, helped her to wipe her tears, and murmured in his mouth, "what's dirty like..."

Qi Mo didn't study his instinctive action. Subconsciously, he thought it was "zero tolerance for dirt". He always saw that he had to be clean. So she cried with tears and a snot. It's normal for him to help "wipe" it.

But in Qiao Sangyu's subconscious, he became a kind of dependence.

His action is not gentle, the action of wiping tears is hard and heavy, which makes her cheek ache. However, in this environment where all the people are responsible for her, a person who is willing to wipe her tears has obviously become the only one to rely on.

"I..." She sobbed and wept again. Her drunken head couldn't tell the person in front of her. She just subconsciously grasped the cuff of his bathrobe. "It's clearly that he repented. Everyone blames me Even my brother scolded me... "She was just a little stronger at that time. Why did everyone think it was her fault?

"Well." Qi Mo answered absentmindedly. His sleeve was caught by her wet palms, and his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly. He was relieved when he thought that this was the clothes of the hotel, and it didn't matter if he scratched dirty again.

Then he continued to focus on "wiping the stain" and responded lazily to her almost broken: "you're pathetic. But I'm too busy to listen to your love history. "

Qiao Sangyu obviously didn't expect him to listen.

She just needs an opportunity to say what she has to say in her heart. At present, there is an opportunity: "he betrayed me, I did nothing; this time he repented at noon, I did nothing Clearly, the initiative is in his hands, why is it always me who is scolded and willful? What am I sorry about him... "

She didn't like it. She was sad.

She is clearly the victim, the one who needs to be comforted.

Qi Mo hooked the hook lip corner, from her intermittent crying, finally understood what she said. In a nutshell: dumped? Oh, no, it should have been dumped again

What do you think?

"Why don't you do something sorry for him? Then you'll be even. " Qi Mo casually suggested that he put aside the paper towel in his hand and leaned down. His fingers clamped on her chin. He looked straight into her misty eyes and continued to mislead her thinking, "for example, to cheat him out of money, or to climb into several men's beds You'll be more sorry for him in a moment

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