Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

"Mo Xigu..."

Mo Xigu looked down at her shocked and terrified eyes, closed them because of the pain, took a light breath, and said two words with difficulty, "It's okay."

He put his arms around her waist, hugged her and protected her in his arms when the knife stabbed her.

The knife went into his lower back.

Pain and blood loss drain people's strength quickly.

He lowered his head to support her, as if he was hugging her.

We've known each other for a long time, but I never had a serious hug in my memory.

"Mo Xigu!"

The first sound was just a murmur, then the second sound was a scream.

He still slowly closed his eyes, and fell on her body exhausted.

…………

Hospitals are always pale and have a strong smell of disinfectant.

Chi Huan sat on the bench with his head down.

She didn't change her clothes that were heavily stained with blood.

The blood on his hands was already freezing cold, his fingertips were trembling, and he couldn't stop it.

Mo Shiqian arrived faster than Mrs. Mo.

What he saw was Chi Huan who was sitting on the bench in a daze. Her long hair, which had been carefully cared for, was also in a mess. It fell down as she bent down and almost fell to the floor.

The pupils shrank heavily, and the long legs stepped over without even thinking about it.

Mo Shiqian stopped in front of her, and just as he bent over to speak, she raised her head first.

"I'm fine."

She seemed to have expected it to be him, the expression on her face didn't change at all, she just repeated, "Mo Shiqian, I'm fine."

What happened, he had naturally figured it out on the way here.

The man still bent down and hugged her thin body into his arms.

The arms are getting tighter and tighter, so tight that they can't be tighter.

Rao Chi Huan felt that all the nerves in his body had become dull, and he still felt that his bones were being strangled by him.

She opened her mouth to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Just hug for a while.

Even if it hurts.

Perhaps, there are not many opportunities to embrace.

Chi Huan sniffed the breath on his body, and his nerves, which were so tense that they were about to rupture, weakened just like that, and then tears burst out of his eyes.

Although she hardly made a sound, although such a posture made them unable to see each other's appearance clearly.

But Mo Shiqian still knew that she was crying.

It's just that he didn't know why she was crying.

For...Mo Xigu?

Xiao Yu has already told him that Mo Xigu blocked the knife for her, and the injury was serious.

He couldn't even question her why she was with Mo Xigu at this time.

Mo Shiqian raised his hand to stroke her hair, his eyes were full of darkness and fierceness, but his voice was gentle, "I'll take you to change clothes, come back later."

"no need."

She raised her hand and put her palm on his chest, preventing him from hugging her, "I'll wait for him to wake up."

The man's larynx rolled up and down, but he finally endured it, turned his head to An Ke who was not far away, and said, "Go and get her clothes."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

An Ke turned around quickly.

Mo Shiqian squatted down in front of her, and took out the wet wipes from the bag beside her.

Tear it open, take her hand, and wipe her fingers one by one.

The red light in the emergency room was still on.

The man's gaze fell on her fingers, wiping the blood off her hands.

Chi Huan lowered his head and looked at his handsome and clear face.

The usual indifferent eyebrows and eyes are covered with oppression as thick as clouds.

The line of the jaw was tense, revealing a heavy and unhappy mood.

There was no communication at all until the man used up his handful of wipes and threw the trash on the side next to the seat.

Finally, he raised his eyes to look at the woman's face.

The four eyes are facing each other.

"Tell me," he said in an almost unflattering tone, "you told me that you wanted to go shopping alone, but you didn't hesitate to dump An Ke and meet him secretly. Why, huh?"

Chi Huan didn't speak, she just looked down at him.

Being so speechless finally aroused the man's anger little by little.

It has been said that a cold war is not as good as a hot war.

Silence without response hurts more than an argument.

Mo Shiqian's voice became constricted, and every word seemed to be forced out of his throat, "Chi Huan, speak up."

She looked at the strong emotion in the corners of his eyes and brows.

I feel that thinking and vision seem calm and clear, but also seem to be erratic and blurred.

Chi Huan said quietly, "I don't want to talk now, let's wait until Mo Xigu wakes up."

She saw the man's dark pupils chapped with fine and dense cracks.

This is probably the first time since she broke up and said so many ugly things that she didn't know, she felt that she had successfully hurt him.

No matter how she makes trouble, he will treat her as vexatious.

She said that she broke up ten thousand times, but he was still categorical.

Even if some anger is picked out occasionally, it's not like a normal fight between other lovers.

His heart is like an iron wall, unshakable, hard to hurt, hard to get in, and even harder to get out.

Can't hurt him, can't get rid of him.

She often feels helpless and depressed, but in fact she feels more fortunate.

Women in this world may not say that they broke up for the sake of being retained, but at least nine times out of ten, they hope that the other party will stay.

If he really doesn't keep him, she doesn't know how sad she will be.

Mo Shiqian looked at her, the curvature of his thin lips became cold.

He narrowed his eyes and uttered a cold sentence, "Then what if he dies? Don't you want to talk anymore?"

Chi Huan's eyes widened a little, "What did you say?"

The man's voice seemed to be mixed with crushed ice, and he paused every word slowly, "I said, if he is not saved and dies, are you going to remember him unforgettable and never talk to me again?"

She took a deep breath and turned her face away.

Although she didn't and couldn't have any deep-rooted memories of Mo Xigu, she couldn't accept the possibility that he would die...

It's all because of her, if he dies...

It was she who killed him.

The jaw hurt, and the man pinched her jaw the second she turned her face to the direction of the emergency room and pulled it back.

His voice was so gloomy that she had never heard it before, "Chi Huan, don't let me know that you really have nothing to do with him behind my back, otherwise I won't let him go if the knife didn't kill him he."

Her chin hurt from being pinched by him.

Chi Huan looked into his eyes and smiled softly, "He didn't even want his own life to save me. Do you think I will forgive you if you do something to him?"

Ah.

Ha ha.

Hehehe.

Mo Shiqian stared at her red lips, repeating what she said in his mind.

【He didn’t even want his own life to save me. 】

【Do you think I will forgive you? 】

The force on the man's fingers became heavier, and her name spilled out from between her teeth, "Chi Huan."