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"We're going."

Qiao Anxia's cold voice is loud.

She said no politely, which made song Yixue frown wrongly. She held Mo tingyue's arm tightly and looked like she was about to cry.

At the same time, Mo Ting Yue got angry and said, "Joanna, what's your attitude?"

"I'll take whatever attitude you like."

Qiao Anxia's cold eyes directly awed him and made a decisive response.

Although her head is dizzy now, her body shape is a little unstable, but her small face is extremely firm.

"Joanna!"

The anger of the moon almost burst out!

If it was not for the large number of people around him, he would have put down his elegant posture and spoke angrily to each other.

But now, on the resolute eyes of Joan Xia, he suddenly lost his temper.

"Xueer said she was in a bad mood, and I just accompany her out to relax." Mo tingyue softened the tone of explanation, as if afraid of Qiao Anxia misunderstanding.

This change makes song Yixue look cold.

Qiao Anxia actually disdains, really do not know how this man can brazenly say this sentence.

Don't want to talk nonsense with him, she turned around and wanted to go, but was pulled by the people around her.

Step suddenly a meal, Qiao Anxia looked at the side of the eyes suddenly sank Ruan Tang.

She lifted her eyes, and her sight was heavy and cold. She swept the poor song Yixue. Then she fell on Mo tingyue and said angrily, "brother tingyue, don't you find that sister Anxia is in a bad mood these days?"

"Aren't you husband and wife? How can you leave sister Anxia to accompany other messy women

Ruan Tang is not polite to question, tightening eyebrows with a trace of anger.

That sharp tone, straight to song Yixue.

To say that she was a disorderly woman made Mo tingyue's face blue with anger.

Qiao Anxia did not expect Ruan Tang to be so toward her.

However, the atmosphere was awkwardly abnormal for a moment. Song Yixue laughed but did not speak. Her face was hard to see. Her eyes were sharp as a knife and gouged out Ruan Tang.

The cruel eyes were found by Qiao Anxia and scared back.

Qiao Anxia didn't want to affect Ruan Tang. She took her arm and prepared to take her away.

Unexpectedly, song Yixue grabbed Mo tingyue's clothes and put on a pitiful look. "Forget about ah Yue, let's go to another place. Anxia may have misunderstood me about the last time..."

"Shut up, it's so noisy!"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Qiao Anxia was stunned. She was about to turn her eyes and look. Suddenly, her shoulder was held by a warm palm.

"Cold city..." She raised her eyes and looked at the frozen face.

His figure is cold and cold. He looks down at her, but his eyes are as cold as ice.

See Mo Han city come over, Song Yi Snow's eyes across a trace of hot.

That strange feeling, though fleeting, was captured by Ruan Tang. He couldn't help but squint at Song Yixue.

Mo tingyue's anger has not subsided, and then he sees the city of Mo Han, and remembers his words that he vowed to take back Qiao Anxia. The anger and jealousy at the bottom of his eyes surged like a storm.

But Mo Han city didn't give him a chance to speak. He took Qiao Anxia's shoulder tightly and took her away directly.

Ruan Tang followed them. When he turned around, he looked at Mo Ting Yue's face, and his doubts became more intense.

It's too sour for her to understand.

……

Back in Mohism, Qiao Anxia was drunk.

Head dizzy, clothes are not changed, fell on the bed directly fell asleep.

She was sleeping soundly, but there was a sudden knock at the door. "Are you asleep, madam?"

Awakened by the knock on the door, Qiao Anxia rubbed his temple with headache, "what's the matter?"

"Ma'am, sir, please go to the master bedroom." Outside, the servant said respectfully.

"I see." Light should sound, she sat up, headache acid bloating feeling let her very uncomfortable.

Sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time, Qiao Anxia opened the door and walked out of the room when he was sober.

Through the long, dark corridor, she approached the half open door step by step.

Stop at the door and look in.

From the crack of the open door, the weak light refracted out, stretched to the men's feet.

Mo Ting sat on the sofa with her eyes half closed. Her bony hand swayed the red wine in the goblet. Her eyes were fixed on the position of the door. Her face was hard to see.

Almost Qiao Anxia appeared at the door of the moment, his cold eyes straight to her, and then the red wine in his hands.

With a cold face, he put down the glass and poured the wine again.

Under the dim light, the rose colored wine in the cup swaying and climbing.

And Mo Ting's gloomy and handsome face with a penetrating sneer, "Joanna, are you very proud now?"The fierce eyes, sharp as a knife, coldly gouged out to Qiao Anxia.

At the moment, she was standing outside the door and had not yet entered.

Just coldly looking at him, light mouth, "as you think."

There was no emotion in her voice, and there was no trace of human emotion in her eyes.

"Come on Mertin's face sank and was disgusted with her cold look.

Qiao Anxia didn't speak. She stepped in and stopped five steps ahead of the moon.

She doesn't want to clash with mertin at this point.

So she did what he said.

But she is so obedient, that beautiful eyes, but there is nothing that Mo tingyue wants.

His heart suddenly emptied, and he was almost mad with anger!

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and crushed the cup in his hand.

In an instant, the blood in the palm all seeped out.

Mo tingyue seemed to feel no pain. She stood up and strode forward. She put her hand around her neck, and the blue veins on the back of her hand came out.

He's going to push, he's going to push! The scarlet blood from the palm wound ran down Joanna's snow-white neck.

The strong smell of blood filled her nose, Qiao Anxia was pinched very hard, but did not have the strength to struggle.

She did not scream, no cry, no beg for mercy, just frowned, obstinately looking at Mo Ting's cold face to the extreme.

"Joanna, you think that if you don't speak and you don't resist, I'll have no way to deal with you, right?" Mo tingyue's eyes were suddenly cold and terrible.

"I've done what you said." Qiao Anxia's eyes were filled with strong mockery, and her pale face showed a weak smile, "didn't you see it? It's not me who is standing beside him now... "

She finally got a little response.

But it infuriated mertingyue again.

"Are you jealous?"

"Are you jealous of him?"

His handsome and evil face, ferocious to twisted!

Her eyes locked her like a wolf, cruel and merciless, "Qiao Anxia, you listen to me clearly! I forbid you to be jealous for him, not to be sad for him, and not to love him again

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