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Mo Zixiao was still holding the cup of tea, which was already cold to the extreme. He sat there silently with his head bowed, not moving at all.

He could let go of the past, but he could not let go of the present. Even though he knew that the woman did not love him, he could not be magnanimous enough to let her go.

She was the only hope he had ever seen in his long despair. Even though he knew that hope might eventually turn into despair, he still couldn't let go.

Thus, he fell into a dilemma.

Since he couldn't let go of her and couldn't spoil her as much as before, he didn't know what to do with her next.

Xia Xinxin had been sitting on the sofa, quietly observing him. The story he had just told was full of calculations and calculations, but it was filled with blood. The smell of blood, however, gradually allowed her to clearly see his true personality.

For example, how could a man who was deceived and assassinated by a lover but still chose to forgive and let go be a kind and generous man?

In fact, for the sake of the woman who had hurt him so much, he was willing to give up the doctor job that he liked and willingly become the head of the Mo family.

In order not to destroy the beauty in his heart, he had actually hidden that secret in his heart for many years.

He was clearly a responsible and loyal man!

At this moment, if she still doubted his character, his words, then she was really blind!

She had been so badly hurt by Xiao Bo Yao that even though Mo Zi Xiao kept confessing to her and doted on her so shamelessly, she actually questioned his sincerity repeatedly because she had been cheated!

She deserved to die!

What should she do now?

Her repeated escapes must have made him stop believing that his feelings for her really existed, right?

How could she turn the tide?

Who would teach her? Who would tell her what to do next?

For a moment, she was filled with regret and restlessness.

After a long time, she finally clenched her teeth, stood up, and walked towards him. She decided to admit her mistake to him and tell him that she was just feeling jealous and doubtful for a moment. That was why she did such a stupid thing that made him sad.

She regretted it! He really regretted it!

He walked behind him and stood there hesitantly for a moment. Then, he gathered up his courage and stretched out his hand to grab the cold tea in his hand. "This tea is cold. Shall I refill your cup of tea?"

However, he suddenly reached out and opened her hand. Caught off guard, she only saw the sound of the teacup falling to the ground as it shattered into pieces.

She stared blankly at the puddle of water on the ground, but he just stood there and turned away, leaving her alone.

She smiled wryly, thought for a while, then went to the kitchen to get a broom to slowly clean up the porcelain pieces on the floor before going to the kitchen to cook.

Today, he left in a hurry in search of her. He probably didn't even have time to eat lunch, right?

Thinking of his pale face, he could not help but blame himself in his heart.

He fried a fried chicken, a steamed steamed fish, a fried vegetable dish and an egg soup of the Western Red Temple. It was simple and nutritious.

After the meal, the glass had been reinstalled, and the house had been cleaned and tidied up.

Looking at the clean and bright hall, it was pale yellow in color. The color of the light covered everything with a layer of warm color, causing people to feel warm.

Suddenly, she felt that this was her home. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had long since treated this place as her home in her heart. The man who might still be sulking upstairs was her most beloved person.

In this life, he had probably truly bound her, right?

Realizing this, her originally anxious heart suddenly calmed down, no longer feeling any of the previous restlessness.

Since she had hurt him, let time make up for it bit by bit!

It was enough that she loved him, and he loved her, and he believed that as time went on, he would be as sure as she was of the fact that her feelings had really come from her heart, without a trace of falsehood.

Taking off her apron, she grasped at her hair, which he had so badly messed up before, and calmly walked up the stairs.

The bedroom door was ajar, revealing a hint of light. It was quiet inside, as if no one was there at all.

He must be sitting there alone and sad, right?

As a person, he really liked to hide his thoughts. After hiding that secret for so many years, how much pain he suffered, how afraid he was of love, and how much he looked forward to it, she could truly understand it now.

It was precisely because she understood him that she was willing to lower her head, to unconditionally believe in him, and to become his Guardian Goddess in the future!

This time, even if he pointed a gun at her head and forced her to leave, she would never leave again.

When he had calmed down and finally realized that her love for him was all real, she would tell him everything about her life and she would not hide anything from him.

After the two of them admitted it, there was no longer any obstruction that could be found between them.

A gentle smile appeared on her face as she gently pushed open the door. When she saw that the room was empty, she felt a slight chill run down her spine. Stunned.

Just as he was about to go to the other rooms, the bathroom door was pushed open. Mo Zixiao walked out with a towel in hand, wiping his wet hair. His upper body was bare, and only had a white towel tied loosely around his waist.

When he saw her, he was stunned for a moment, and then a cold indifference that seemed capable of repelling people a thousand miles away replaced it.

As if she didn't exist at all, he walked past her to the window and rubbed the towel against his hair like a hairdresser. Then he threw the towel on the chair beside him and went to the wardrobe, hooking his fingers around his waist.

The towel fell to the ground, revealing his muscular and slender body. Shockingly, his body exploded. Exposed in the air, violent. In her eyes.

Although the two of them faced each other … She knew the exact shape of the body as soon as she closed her eyes, even where there was a mole, where there was a scar so faint that it could not be detected without looking carefully, but after days of not seeing each other, and after an intense argument, when she suddenly saw how brazenly he had taken off the cloth, she still instinctively felt shy.

She lowered her head and refused to look at him.

However, after thinking about it, she still bravely walked forward and tried to stretch out her trembling hands to tightly embrace him.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the exquisite texture of his skin, his hand was suddenly grabbed by force, followed by a series of dizziness, and then he realized with shock that he had fiercely suppressed it. Above the wardrobe.

Her hands were pinned firmly on top of her head, and his body was pressed against hers, unable to move. They clung to each other, and she saw that he was excited.

For the first time, she longed for him so eagerly, so passionately, so roughly. Violent!

If so, did that mean that they could resolve their differences in this way?

She could clearly feel his hot breath coming in and out of his face, and the way he was staring at her. Desire, and his thin lips, which had been bitten into bloody scabs by her, were pursed and loosened. All the signs indicated that he really wanted to skin her whole body. Light up, then eat her up.

She waited, holding her breath, her mind full of thoughts. son. No. Appropriate Picture...

For a moment, however, she did not wait for what she wanted, and he turned to stone as though he had been enchanted by a wizard.

Finally, she gently called out to him, "Zi Xiao …"

Her voice broke the silence of the room and the spell that was cast on him. He grinned coldly and put a hand on her cheek and neck. "You want it?"

"Yes …" For the first time, she found herself so sensitive, so desperate for him.

He suddenly pushed her to the ground and said coldly, "But I don't want it!"

Saying that, he took out some clothes from the closet and quickly put them on, then strode towards the door.

She slowly got up and walked behind him. "Dinner is ready," she said softly.

"I don't have time to eat with you!" He didn't even turn his head. His voice was as cold as ice, enough to make people shiver.

"Eat a little before you go. It won't take much time anyway!" She was unwilling to beg again.

He turned suddenly, his eyes fixed on her, his thin lips curling into a mocking smile. "As you know, I am now a man with a fiancée!" It's the right thing for a man to go back and accompany his fiancee, isn't it?

She sighed, "Zi Xiao, are we really going to speak in such an awkward manner?"

When his smile faded, he said coldly, "From now on, we will all be so uncomfortable! You are the one who broke my bottom line! "

After saying that, she was in no mood to continue talking. After opening the door, she walked out. The heavy slamming of the door caused her to tremble in fear.

Looking out through the glass wall, they saw him driving away in a frenzy, like a runaway wild horse, so frantic that it was frightening.

With a helpless sigh, she turned and walked back to the dining room, where she sat down at a table filled with delicious food.

She had learned to cook for him, and he had eaten her cooking so happily and sweetly that even when she blotted it, he ate it as if it were the most delicious thing in the world.

But now, he couldn't even be bothered to look at it, much less praise it!

Sigh! Just how long will he have an awkward time with her this time?!

This kind of cold atmosphere was too uncomfortable!

She sat down sullenly and picked up her chopsticks to eat.

That night, he didn't come back, didn't call back, and his indifference and neglect made her lose sleep. Her mind was full of his image, full of sweet memories of their time together.

Sigh! He really shouldn't have rushed this way. It moved!

However, there was no medicine for regret in this world. Since she had done something wrong, she had to honestly accept her mistake and patiently wait for the day when his anger would subside.

It wasn't until early morning that she took a shallow nap, but she woke up half an hour later and didn't think of Chuan, because she wanted to lie curled up in a warm bed and face the lonely room with regret in her heart.

Just as he was thinking about this, he heard the door open downstairs and footsteps coming in.