Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

The woman only wore a bottoming sweater, her figure was slender and thin in the cold wind, her back was long, her long seaweed-like hair fluttered with the wind, and she was a beautiful silhouette in the dim light.

Until it completely disappeared into the night.

Mo Shiqian's tall and slender figure was elongated a lot by the high lights, making him appear even more silent and lonely in this night when there was almost no one around.

After an unknown amount of time, the man slowly bent down, picked up the clothes that fell on the ground, and then turned around and walked towards Gust not far away.

The wounds on his face are almost healed, although there are still some shallow bruises in some places, but the light is too dim to see it, he is still handsome, and he is as indifferent as ever, as if his face is expressionless, no matter how difficult it is to guess his emotions.

Her head just hit the place in his chest where the pain had just stopped for a few days, and it started to hurt again.

When I went in before, I fought with some security guards, and it seemed to be torn somewhere.

I can't tell where the pain is.

It seems to be hurting everywhere.

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Chi Huan walked back, her steps were very slow, like a lonely ghost wandering in the city.

After turning the corner, she knew that he would not be able to see him anymore, and the strength supporting her upright figure was drained in an instant, her shoulders drooped, and she even slightly hunched.

She debuted early, not to mention that she had some dance skills in her early years. Sister Yao consciously trained her sitting posture, walking posture, smiling, speaking speed, and intonation in the second year of taking her, cultivating her as a big-name star model.

In public, whether she is standing or sitting, she is full of energy.

She didn't know where she had drifted to, and she didn't even feel that her hands and face were blown into ice blocks, let alone looking at the road under her feet. The heels of her high-heeled shoes were embedded in the pebbles, and her ankle was severely crooked.

This time, no one helped her and hugged her, and she fell directly into the soil next to her. Her face was scraped off by leaves of bushes or grass, and she was slightly scratched, and her feet hurt even more.

It hurt so much that Chi Huan put his hands on the ground and wanted to stand up, but he only managed to support himself a little before falling back down again.

She sat there alone in the dark.

You can also hear the howling of the cold wind.

The tense nerves suddenly snapped unexpectedly at this second, and the emotions collapsed in an instant.

She bent her uninjured leg, hugged her knee and cried out loudly.

She hadn't seen his face so closely for a long time.

She seldom thinks of him, because for more than a month, she has been as busy as a spinning top.

And the biggest advantage of being busy is that she has things to do and things to think about, so don't think of him, because she can't think about it.

The nerve in her body related to Mo Shiqian was so tense that she couldn't touch it or move it because it would break at any time, and she knew too well that once it was broken, she would not be able to hold on.

Occasionally, when she thought of him, she would feel an unknown sense of panic.

How long has she not seen him, how long has she not remembered his face, is she about to forget his appearance.

Come to think of it, it didn't take long.

Suddenly, one side realized how much missing can be missed.

She even felt that she was so weak that she couldn't hold on anymore.

She also felt that she would rather be the role of Mo Shiqian, then when she couldn't bear to think about him, she could secretly go to see him.

The screen of the mobile phone that fell into the mud with her suddenly lit up and vibrated with a buzzing sound.

Did Mo Shiqian call?

Although he was unlikely to call her again, Chi Huan still looked over quickly.

The screen note shows: Mo Xigu.

Wiping her face indiscriminately, she still picked up the phone and answered the call, then tried to stand up again.

"West Gu."

The other end of the phone was silent for three seconds before Mo Xigu asked in a low voice, "Have you cried?"

Originally, he had calculated the time and thought that she should have cleaned up and washed, so he planned to call her before going to bed, or say a simple good night.

Her voice must have been restrained, but he could still hear the traces of choking.

Chi Huan didn't admit it or deny it, but said in an evasive way, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"You have cried," Mo Xigu said with affirmation, "What happened?"

While answering the phone, she tried to put her injured foot on the ground, "It's okay...ah!"

The bursts of pain are piercing.

"Huanhuan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Chi Huan took a breath, "I just accidentally fell."

"I fell, where did I fall?"

"Just fell to the foot..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the man's deep voice, "Don't move, I'll be right over."

He hung up the phone without giving her a chance to respond.

Chi Huan didn't want him to come over, so he kept calling, "Xi Gu... Xi Gu, Mo Xi Gu."

There was only beeping on the phone.

Over there, Mo Xigu was already almost home, so he immediately turned the front of the car and stepped on the accelerator to continuously increase the speed. Anyway, at this point in time, there were very few cars on the road.

When Mo Xigu arrived at No. 10 Famous Mansion, Chi Huan had asked the security guard to help her back to the apartment. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, the doorbell rang.

She raised her head and said to the security guard, "It should be my friend who is here, please open the door for me."

"Alright Miss Chi."

As soon as the door opened, it was indeed Mo Xigu who came over with the medicine he bought on the way.

He looked at the uniform on the security guard, "How is she?"

The security guard scratched his head, "I fell down in the garden and seemed to have sprained my foot. I was supposed to send Miss Chi to the hospital, but she refused."

Mo Xigu nodded, and said lightly, "I see, I will take care of her, please."

"Then I will go on duty."

"Um."

The security took the door and left.

Mo Xigu walked over, put the medicine on the tea table, then squatted down in front of her, looked at her ankle unconsciously caressed with her fingers, and frowned heavily, "How did you fall down in the garden?"

She replied vaguely, "The light is too dark, I didn't wear high heels, so I accidentally fell off."

He looked up at her face, "You have cried."

It was a more affirmative tone than on the phone.

"Well, it hurts too much when I fall."

This reason is not unreasonable, but...

Mo Xigu looked at her expression, pinched her ankle with his fingers, and stated lightly, "A woman crying because of the pain of falling is different from being provoked to cry by a man."

As soon as he touched his fingers, Chi Huan gasped in pain.

"It's sprained, bear with it, and it will be fine soon."

"What are you doing... ah!!!"

Before she could finish asking, her ankle was wrapped in severe pain, and Chi Huan was caught off guard by the sudden pain, causing tears to flow out of her eyes.