A group of people surrounded Qiao Mo. Only then did Qiao Mo, with her red face, pick up a certain someone's phone call …
The girls who were surrounding Qiao Mo all stared at her with anticipation, wanting to hear what she would say to the bridegroom.
And on the phone, Xiao Yan's voice was deep and magnetic, even though it was separated by the phone, it entered Qiao Mo's heart.
Qiao Mo asked: "What's the matter?"
Her voice was slightly cold, and she was really not used to it. Under the gaze of the crowd, she spoke to him in soft, sweet words.
Xiao Yan who was on the other side slightly frowned his brows, "I really shouldn't listen to your suggestion, what about the bride and groom not being allowed to meet before the wedding?"
Qiao Mo endured her laughter and said: "Just for some good fortune."
Xiao Yan's hearing was sharp, and he asked: "Why are you over there so noisy?"
Qiao Mo looked at the attentive gazes, and did not know whether to laugh or cry, "Many students and friends have come to eat. It's a family banquet, I arranged it. "
One of them was a female classmate of Qiao Mo's from university. She nudged Qiao Mo and said half seriously, half teasingly: "Silent, quickly ask your President Xiao if he's really that strong?"
Qiao Mo's face flushed red all the way to her ears and she subconsciously covered the phone.
However, Xiao Yan had long since heard their voices.
The man's voice was cold. "What? What are you talking about? "
Qiao Mo immediately explained: "Oh, nothing much, I'm just asking about some details on how we met."
"Lies," the man said righteously. I heard the word 'powerful'. "
Qiao Mo came to a sudden realization, "Yes, they … My classmates said that you were very strong, that you were able to sit in such a large group at such a young age. "
The female students by his side all jeered, pointed at Qiao Mo and said meaningfully: "Oh! "Lies!"
Xiao Yan's hearing was not bad, and adding that, his imagination wasn't bad too …
However, what he wanted the most now was to tease her face to face …
The man's voice was gorgeous and sexy, he said to Qiao Mo who was standing in front of him, "I'm downstairs."
Qiao Mo was drowsy for a moment, "... What? "Where are you?"
"Come down."
The man's two words were simple and concise. Qiao Mo quivered, with a sweet smile on her face, she quickly replied: "I understand."
Qiao Mo hung up the phone, then said to his friends: "I'll help you guys buy supper, you guys play."
Her heart was racing as she quickly descended the stairs.
At this moment, the night wind in Seahold was slightly cold. In the dark night, through a ray of light, a man's tall and straight figure was lazily leaning against the side of the black world marquis. It was obvious that he had been waiting for her for a long time.
For some unknown reason, despite the fact that the wedding was obviously going to take place tomorrow and that she was already an old man and his wife, Qiao Mo's heart was still violently beating uncontrollably.
Excited, shy, nervous … Excited, and so much joy.
The meeting that night seemed to be a stealth session, bringing along with it an extraordinary surprise and excitement.
Qiao Mo lowered her head slightly, raised her foot and started running. She ran into the man's arms and into his slightly cold arms.
After a second of drowsiness, Xiao Yan tightly wrapped his long arm around her body, as if he was going to rub her into his blood and bones.
His voice was low and magnetic, filled with gentleness and love. His thin lips quickly fell and rustled beside her ears.
"You really shouldn't, handing you over to someone else."
It had only been a day, not even twenty-four hours, but he was already madly missing her.
Qiao Mo laughed, "I regret it too."
The man kissed her and asked with a frown, "Huh?"
Qiao Mo's small hand reached into his coat and hugged his waist. In the blink of an eye, she smiled at him but did not reply.
He did not know how terrifying those rotten girls were.
had always been thin-skinned, even when Xiao Yan had described it so deeply that he couldn't hold it in, let alone those students who he occasionally contacted.
"Powerful?" Xiao Yan whispered into her ear and blew, "Tell your classmates, am I powerful?"
Qiao Mo shrunk her neck, her small hands covering his thin lips, "Not now."
"Can't I even kiss him?"
Qiao Mo did not let go, she shook her head and reminded him: "You forgot, I'm going to wear my wedding dress tomorrow."
The meaning behind her words was that he couldn't even kiss her.
Xiao Yan pushed away her small hands, and his thin lips landed domineeringly on her lips.
Kiss me, that should be enough.
was almost drowned in the long and intertwined kiss. She leaned into his embrace weakly, saying in a soft and sweet voice: "I promised them I would buy midnight snacks."
"Yes." Xiao Yan wrapped his coat around her weak body.
His big hand touched the thin layer on her body and scolded with a frown, "Why did you come down without wearing more?"
Qiao Mo pursed her lips and smiled without saying a word.
Being teased by those people to the point that his face and ears were flushed, and he even wanted to wear some clothes, he only felt that his entire body was heating up.
Besides, when he called, even though she was in the apartment, her heart was already racing down into his arms.
How could he care about adding clothes?
"I'm not cold. Let's go and help them buy midnight snacks."
Xiao Yan stubbornly took off his coat and placed it on her shoulders, "Wear it!"
The man was stubborn. Qiao Mo did not refuse, but only smiled and held his big hand with her ten fingers interlocked, walking towards the night market not far away from the apartment.
After he returned with a bunch of midnight snacks, Qiao Mo returned the overcoat to him. "Then, I'm going upstairs."
She hesitated, then turned around and went upstairs with the supper.
Xiao Yan grabbed her wrist, pulled her back into his embrace and hugged her tightly.
"Before you go with your classmates, do you want to give me a good night kiss?"
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned. This man, was really …
She tiptoed and lightly kissed him on his lips. Just as she was about to leave, her head was held by a big hand of a man. The burning kiss was like a violent storm.
Qiao Mo's breath tightened, and her heart, quickly sank into the ground …
When the man let go of her, she finally said with a blush, "Alright, this time, I really am going up."
"Go back."
Xiao Yan stood in the darkness and stared at her, sending her off into the corridor with his eyes.
Qiao Mo turned her head back three times as each of their gazes lingered on each other.
After Qiao Mo entered the elevator, she lowered her eyes in amusement. She was obviously 25 years old, why did she look like a little girl who had just opened her heart?
She looked up and the light red joyous face was reflected in the elevator. Qiao Mo's lips could not help but smile up.
Back in the apartment, the flush on her face had not yet faded, and her lips were slightly swollen from the man's kiss.
When he gave them supper, he felt that the gazes of these rotten girls seemed to see through her …
She was so guilty.
Everyone sighed.
They played until 11 PM before they let Qiao Mo go.
After Qiao Mo finished her shower and took care of her face, she finally had time to lie on her bed and look at her phone.
Actually, he wanted to see if Xiao Yan had called and sent him a message.
Sure enough, there was a missed call.
He called back and the other end picked up.
The man had already returned home, but asked, "Are your classmates satisfied with the midnight snack?"
"They ate a lot, so it should taste good. Are you home yet? "
"Home."
Qiao Mo gave a soft "Oh" before saying, "The guests have all left, so I'm planning to go to sleep now."
Xiao Yan said calmly: "Mn, even though they have left, I am still savoring that good night kiss."
Even though she was ridiculing him on the phone, Qiao Mo's little face still turned red.
The man continued, "If it wasn't for the wedding tomorrow, I wouldn't have let you off this night. But now, the wedding night is looking for a better date. "
What? They were looking forward to their wedding night because of this.
Qiao Mo was unable to resist the flirting anymore, and quickly spoke into the phone: "Ah Yan, see you tomorrow. "Good night."
"En, good night. Tomorrow, 10 o'clock. I'll come pick you up."
Qiao Mo's heart warmed, she nodded, and replied, "En."
After hanging up the phone, he actually rolled around the bed a few times in excitement.
Even Qiao Mo himself was shocked, she looked like a married woman at twenty-five years of age.
Tomorrow was just a wedding, and she was as excited as an eighteen-year-old girl.
… ….
The next day, around five in the morning, the doorbell rang.
Qiao Mo woke up from her sleep, thinking that the makeup artist had come. She changed her clothes and went to open the door.
But when he opened the door, he saw that familiar and terrifying face.
Song Xiazhi!
However, Qiao Mo didn't even have the time to react before she fainted.
… ….
When Qiao Mo woke up again, the scenery before him was dark and she was inside an abandoned warehouse.
As for Song Xiazhi, she sat to the side and sneered while staring at her, who had just woken up.
Qiao Mo frowned, "You're not dead?"
She was shocked by Song Xiazhi's appearance.
He did not expect that Song Xiazhi did not die in that car accident.
However, half of Song Xiazhi's face had been destroyed, and it should have been caused by that car accident.
"You are the only one who is not dead, and I am not allowed to be? Qiao Mo, do you know why the heavens gave me a chance to live? "
Qiao Mo clenched her fists and stared at her in alarm, "What are you trying to do? Last time you didn't kill me, and this time it's the same. Song Xiazhi, stop struggling and turn yourself in! "
"Surrender?" Song Xiazhi laughed coldly, "If I really wanted to turn myself in, I would have turned myself in two years ago."
Qiao Mo was a little confused and looked at her suspiciously.
Song Xiazhi smirked, "Two years ago, I was the one who sent people to bump into you, who was pregnant. Since big brother Xiao didn't want you at that time, I'll help him deal with the child in your stomach. However, I never thought that you, Qiao Mo, would have such a good life.
Qiao Mo's hand was covered with cold sweat. Even though she was afraid, she pretended to be calm and said, "This is my life and I don't deserve to die! Song Xiazhi, you better let me go now! "
"Don't worry, I'll inform Big Brother Xiao in a while."
Qiao Mo was shocked, and immediately informed Xiao Yan …
What exactly did Song Xiazhi want to do?
She did not immediately take action against her, but chose to inform Xiao Yan, what was Song Xiazhi's goal?
An even deeper layer of fear swept through Qiao Mo's heart.
She saw the explosives beside Song Xiazhi!
She … You don't intend to perish together with them, do you?
… ….
On the other side, Xiao Yan was putting on the groom's tailcoat and was about to go out to pick Qiao Mo up when his phone suddenly rang.
"Big Brother Xiao, do you still remember me?"
Xiao Yan frowned, his black eyes solemn. "Song Xiazhi?"
"So it turns out that Big Brother Xiao still remembers me."
"You actually didn't die?" Xiao Yan had a premonition, and his voice turned cold.
Song Xiazhi chuckled on the other side, "Big Brother Xiao, I was chatting with Sister Qiao. Do you want to come over and chat with us? "
"Song Xiazhi!"