Chapter 58.01

Name:Ostentatious Zhao Yao Author:
Chapter 58.01

Mo Qing stared at me fixedly. Following which, I just awkwardly smiled like this, a face that congealed solemnly due to some nervousness.

However, without being nervous for long, my heart erupted forth a rush of resistance of why was I so nervous? As soon as I cleared my throat, I coughed dryly and said: Theres no money in my netherworld account, so I found someone to borrow some money. However, borrowing money over there is a bit troublesome, so I picked someone to marry. I find him to get some money for a little assistance on expenses

Lu Zhao Yao! You His voice was both low and deep, calling out my full name. For a moment, it actually made the skin on my face tighten. There was a kind of feeling of being berated by my maternal grandfather when I was a child.

This kind of feeling came suddenly. After momentarily making me nervous, it immediately turned into a long ago feeling, somewhere between discipline, concern, and special constraint. While this feeling of constraint was usually accompanied by a sense of security.

To be protected by others, it possessed a real sense of safety.

Mo Qing controlled his emotions. He appeared to be somewhat gnashing his teeth, as he said in a low voice: You should get a beating.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

He was angry, but was helpless at the same time.

It was because he could not bear to hit me.

Zhao Yao? He called out my name, the timbre of his voice was extremely taut and tight.

I made Ugly Little Monster brokenhearted again

When the third wave of acute pain came again, my soul was slammed out of Zhi Yans body. As I drifted out, behind me, I heard Zhi Yans body immediately inhaling great, deep breaths.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw Zhi Yan open her eyes. When she saw Mo Qing in front of her, she immediately stretched out both of her hands and abruptly pushed Mo Qing away. Mo Qing also conveniently let her go and threw her on the ground.

Ai-ya! Zhi Yan cried out in pain. Beside her, Mo Qing suppressed every terrified panic and restlessness within the depths of his eyes, hiding it deep within his heart. He looked coldly at Zhi Yan and asked: Where is she?

Hearing Mo Qing ask her, Zhi Yan was so scared that she did not even cry out in pain anymore. She promptly knelt upright on the ground. Off to the side, she looked at me, then she looked outside at the color of the sky: I I also dont know why my soul suddenly returned at this time

I looked outside and faintly realized The Hour of the Rat had passed.

*Hour of the Rat ( z sh) between 11 p.m. and 1 a.m.