C210 Hold her, kiss her, hurt her

Hug her, kiss her, hurt her

Why did you come back so late …?

The big hand on Qiao Mo's waist was ice-cold without any warmth.

As for that strength, it had increased by quite a bit.

Although he was being held by the waist, Qiao Mo felt like he was being held by the neck, and was almost unable to breathe.

Did this man already know that she had learned the truth in the afternoon at the coffee shop?

Or, did he even know that she had been to Rong Chengmo's house before?

Her fingers were burning with pain from the bowl of noodles.

Qiao Mo didn't say anything, but that ice-cold voice that was close to her ear slowly penetrated her cochlea, "Xiao Mo, I thought that in this world, the people I was closest to the most would be you and our child."

Xiao Yan's forehead, was pressed up against hers. His breathing, his voice, were inches away.

However, it was as if there was something stuck in Qiao Mo's throat, and she couldn't say a single word.

"Qiao Mo, tell me, are you … "Who should I choose?!"

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and finally asked the question he wanted to know the most.

Qiao Mo's heart thumped. A man's big hand held her chin, making her gaze directly meet his gaze.

Through the dim light, Qiao Mo could see the despair and pain deep within Xiao Yan's black eyes.

Qiao Mo bit her lips as her voice trembled, "I... When I was in the coffee shop in the afternoon, there was a shooting. Is it you? "

Xiao Yan clenched his teeth, his face ashen. He didn't know if it was because he was too angry, or because he was too desperate, but his fingers were tightening his strength inch-by-inch.

Qiao Mo could almost hear the sound of her jaw being crushed.

She was in so much pain that she frowned. "You're hurting me …"

"Pain?" Xiao Yan curled his lips and bit out a word. With a sneer in his eyes, he asked, "You also know pain? Qiao Mo, do you know how much pain I feel in my heart? "

Even now, she still didn't trust him. In fact, she still believed that he had sent someone to assassinate her mother.

If he really sent someone to kill her mother, how could he possibly shoot her? How could she give Rong Chengmo the chance to block the spear for her?

In the end … His trust level in him was too low.

Even if he tried his best to explain, she wouldn't listen. Even if she did, she would question him in her heart, wouldn't she?!

Qiao Mo's eyes reddened, cold tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes. "Xiao Yan, I can't watch you kill my mother with my own eyes … "I can't just stand by and watch..."

Xiao Yan sneered, "You don't even want to hear my explanation?"

Qiao Mo shook her head and closed her eyes, "What else is there to explain? Xiao Yan, I know that your stand is different from my mother's. You have you to protect, and she has the obsession in her heart. I won't do anything that would betray you. But at the same time, I can't do anything that would let my mother down … "

"Coincidentally, I don't plan on explaining any further."

His voice was bone-chilling cold.

When he pinched her chin, she finally let out a groan of pain. She could not bear to let go of his fingers.

Qiao Mo seemed to have lost all her strength as she collapsed. She breathed in big mouthfuls of air, her heart beating extremely fast.

As for Xiao Yan, he stared at the broken noodles and bowls on the ground, curled his lips, and laughed mockingly, "Qiao Mo, you don't know what pain is."

He pointed at his heart with all his might.

If she could see his heart, she would understand what pain was.

Qiao Mo leaned on the wall, as if only with the support of the wall could she maintain her standing posture.

"Rong Chengmo only blocked a spear for you, and so you were easily bribed by him. Qiao Mo, what's the difference between this and betrayal?"

Qiao Mo clenched her fists tightly.

Xiao Yan laughed coldly in the end, lifted his leg, left the living room, and silently went upstairs.

As for Qiao Mo, she stood in place for a long time.

small rice bucket ran over to her feet and rubbed against her ankles with all his might, but Qiao Mo remained unmoved the entire time.

… ….

Upstairs, after Xiao Yan finished bathing, he realized that Qiao Mo had not gone upstairs.

What exactly was that woman doing?

Xiao Yan had even made the preparations to leave home.

But when he went downstairs and took a look, he realized that Qiao Mo was squatting there, constantly wiping the noodles on her cloth that was dirty.

Her movements were exceptionally mechanical.

That piece of land had been wiped clean by her, but she didn't stop.

Xiao Yan strode over and pulled the woman who was squatting on the ground, "What the hell are you doing?!"

Qiao Mo was pulled up by him all of a sudden, because she had been squatting there for too long, her head suddenly felt dizzy, so she bit her lips and said, "I don't need you to mind it!"

Only now did Xiao Yan clearly see that the ground was bright, not only because she had wiped it clean, but also because she had shed many tears, reflecting the light.

Two streams of clear tears hung on her small face.

Xiao Yan's heart suddenly hurt, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

"I don't care? Hm? I don't care, who do you want to care? Do you want that Rong Chengmo?! "

Qiao Mo pounded on his shoulder with all her might as she cried and bit on his shoulder, "Xiao Yan … You bastard! "Bastard!"

How could he just leave when she was carrying his child?

Xiao Yan grabbed her small hands that were moving wildly, lowered his head, and suddenly kissed her small mouth.

Her tears were also swallowed up by him.

In the midst of such a long and intense bite that could not be considered as a kiss, Qiao Mo's heart, on the contrary, calmed down a lot.

At the very least, his breath and temperature were still real.

Qiao Mo cried very hard, and practically used up all the energy in her body. Her entire body, was limp and weak in Xiao Yan's embrace, without any strength.

Her body was stained with a scent that did not belong to him. It was the aura of another man.

This was something he had noticed when she came out of the kitchen with the noodles and he had his hand on her waist.

He didn't want her clothes or her aura.

With his large hand, he peeled off her clothes forcefully. Those that couldn't be peeled off, were torn apart immediately.

Qiao Mo's skin suddenly shrank when it came in contact with the cold air.

What was he going to do …?

Qiao Mo panicked, she reached out to push him away, but her wrist was held back and she pressed her hand against the wall.

The man bit her ear, enunciating each word coldly, "The aura on your body can only be touched by me!"

Qiao Mo was shocked, and reacted, it was definitely because in the Rong Family Villa, after being in contact with Rong Chengmo, she had left behind a bit of the scent of a man.

She smelled it too.

She was stripped to the point that she didn't know what to do. The man pressed her against the wall and fiercely kissed her. After an unknown period of time, he was finally satisfied. His large hands reached down.

Compared to usual, he carried a trace of ruthlessness and coldness. It didn't seem like he was doing warm, water-like things, but rather seemed like he was nibbling on prey.

Qiao Mo was afraid of her child and wanted to push him away with tears in her eyes, "Don't … "The child will be hurt …"

The man's large hand had already touched the most sensitive part of her body.

"Little Mo, do you know how much pain I'm currently in?"

Qiao Mo cried and shook her head.

She didn't know.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands lifted her up and carried her in his embrace, tightly hugging her to his chest. His large hands supported her buttocks as they walked towards the second floor.

Qiao Mo opened her mouth and bit his shoulder.

But just as he was about to continue, Qiao Mo stopped.

"Why don't you bite down? "You can't bear to part with it?"

Qiao Mo's tears continued to fall. She reached out and hugged his neck tightly, crying as she complained, "Ah Yan … "I'm in so much pain …"

She really did not want to be caught between Lu Hailan and him.

He also didn't want to make any other decisions.

Could she just stay by his side? Don't worry about anything?

But she knew, even if Xiao Yan didn't attack Lu Hailan, Lu Hailan would look for an opportunity to attack Xiao Yan.

It was only a matter of time.

Pain?

Did she really know what pain was?

She understood the feeling of being questioned and almost abandoned?

Xiao Yan's heart had always been hanging by a thread. Even though this woman was currently in his arms, making such an intimate relationship with him, he still felt that this woman had already left him too far behind.

She didn't trust him, she even wanted to run away from him.

Xiao Yan carried her to her bedroom. It was the same in the bedroom, he didn't turn on the lights.

Xiao Yan didn't want to turn on the lights, he didn't want to see the tears on the face of the woman in his arms.

He was afraid that once he saw it, his heart would soften.

He carried her to the bed, his big hands clasped around her little hands, his fingers clasped together.

He slowly made his way in, slower than ever before.

However, his gaze was abnormally cold. He was even staring at her face in the dim light.

"Qiao Mo, is it painful?"

Qiao Mo bit his shoulder, then used her small hand to draw countless of finger marks on his back.

Toes, curled into a ball.

Qiao Mo was his, at least at this moment, when she was doing such intimate things, Xiao Yan could feel her existence.

For him, she bloomed bit by bit, turning into a little woman who was loved.

Qiao Mo cried for a very long time. In the latter half of the night, her naked body was carried by him into her embrace while she sobbed softly and powerlessly.

Her thin body trembled, her smooth back pressed against his firm chest.

Her head was resting on Xiao Yan's arm and her fingers were tightly held by Xiao Yan, with her ten fingers interlocked.

She could not escape, held in his arms as if she were a part of him.

Qiao Mo's long hair draped over his chest and arms. She could easily be kissed if Xiao Yan lowered his head slightly.

His chin was pressed against the top of her head, and his voice was low and sexy. "Little Mo, I'm taking you to Europe for maternity leave, huh?"

At a time like this, if they were to bring Qiao Mo to Europe for maternity leave, what would they mean by drinking too much? How could Qiao Mo not understand?

Her soft cries were intermittent, and she no longer had the strength to respond to him.

Her tears soaked his arm.

How was she going to follow him to Europe?

He sent people to deal with Lu Hailan while he took her to Europe. He hugged her, kissed her, and doted on her all day long, doing the most intimate things with her. Yet, he was dealing with her and socializing with her biological mother all the time?

Qiao Mo couldn't even bear to think about it.

"I'm not going …"

She replied in a low voice.

However, the man holding her from the back acted as if he didn't hear anything. Little Mo, which country do you think we should go to in Europe? We'll go wherever you like, eh? "

His tone was almost doting, as if he wanted to bring the best in the world to her eyes.

Qiao Mo bit her lips, sobbed, and once again repeated, "I already said, I won't go … …"