Mo Yan's gleaming purple eyes shrank violently, and he suddenly hugged her tightly, "You will not die;;;;" This seemed to be said to Xia Qi, but more like it was said to himself.
Because of fear, because of reluctance, so; desperately trying to convince myself.
Xia Qi smiled charmingly, as if she hadn't heard Mo Yan's words, "It took a lot of effort for you to survive, but it was not easy for me to wait for you. I haven't become your bride yet, so I don't want to die, not at all."
"This is the most vulnerable Xia Qin!
Mo Yan's eyebrows gradually raised, and he turned Xia Qi's body to face him, forcing her eyes to look at him. The stubbornness in her purple eyes was so paranoid that it was scary, "I tell you, you won't die.
It's just a small problem, do you hear me?" Gradually, those bright black eyes like ink jade were shrouded in a layer of mist. She smiled slightly and held Mo Yan's hand. The helplessness in her eyes,
Make him feel bad.
"Mo Yan, even if I die, you are not allowed to love or get married. You can only love me in this life. Even if I die, you have to stay with me for the rest of your life." She looked persistent and sad,
It made his heart twitch.
Mo Yan gently hugged her into his arms, sighed softly, his purple eyes filled with pain, "I allow you to ask me to do this, because, except you, no one has caused me such trouble." Xia Qi's face was as pale as snow, and gradually,
He put on a smile and said, "Mo Yan, I am very selfish, but if you are with another woman, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost. Although this sentence is very vulgar, but;"
With one tap, Mo Yan's eyes were filled with countless deep emotions. It was the first time, the first release of emotion in front of her.
"Xia Qi, I like your selfishness."
Her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't tell whether it was joy or pain. She forced herself to laugh, "I'll be fine."
"Yes!" Mo Yan nodded firmly, caressing her back with his big knuckled hands, and his evil gaze outside the window tightened.
Xia Qi, who was in Mo Yan's arms, frowned suddenly, and large beads of sweat fell from her forehead. The pain was as sharp as a knife, which made her endure the pain very hard, "Yes, I will trust you again."
The corner of Mo Yan's mouth slowly pulled up a charming and evil smile, and there seemed to be a picture of Xia Qi in a wedding dress before his eyes, becoming his wife. He had never thought that he could love someone so much. He wished he could be crowned his wife.
His surname allowed her to stay with her all her life, "Xia Qi, we are married. When Mo Jie grows up, can we live in seclusion?"
"good."
"Where is the wedding better? The Purple Rose Garden in Italy or Paris or the United States?"
Listening to Mo Yan talking about the wedding in her ears, Xia Qi bit her lips to prevent herself from making any sound; "Mo Yan, I want to sleep."
She leaned softly in her arms, like a person who had been drained of essence. Mo Yan nodded and let her lie on the bed comfortably, covering her with a quilt, and gently caressed her pale face with his thin calloused fingertips.
Then he said something unknown in her ear, and silently exited the room. The moment the door was closed, Xia Qi sat up and bit her wrist to relieve the twisted pain in her body.
The delicate face became terrifying because of the forbearance.
Mo Yan walked downstairs, his evil eyes covered with pain and worry.
Fu Siyang greeted him, "Yan, you came just in time." Fu Siyang repeated what Mo Jie said, and then looked at Mo Yan suspiciously, "Mo Jie, how do you know how to contact SF?"
Mo Yan lowered his eyes, "Maybe it's not necessarily the case that SF is looking for him? Does Mo Jie have the potential that SF values?" Then he sighed, "That was Mo Jie's own choice. No matter what the conditions are, he will definitely agree, because
, Xia Qin means as much to him as me."
Fu Siyang's charming peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Then we can only wait until SF comes. Mo Jie and Mo Xiaoniu went to find him."
"I hope it can work." Mo Yan raised his gleaming purple eyes, sat on the sofa, and raised his brows softly. Fu Siyang walked over to him and sat down, took out his mobile phone and threw it to Mo Yan, "Here, this was yesterday
I took the photo of Xia Qi putting on her wedding dress."
Mo Yan turned off his cell phone and looked at the charming woman with a charming smile on the screen. His purple eyes darkened, and a pain that was too thick to be resolved spread.
That woman was so enchanting that she had a very pure smile.
Xia Qi is really beautiful in her wedding dress, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.
Mo Yan stared at the photo and couldn't move his eyes away for a long time, fearing that if he did, the woman in the photo would disappear.
*;;;;;;* In the wooden house belonging to Muisha in the suburbs, it was being shamelessly occupied by sf. Mo Jie and Mo Yuan found this place. sf was sitting leisurely in the pavilion, with unparalleled elegance and nobility, even if
He lazily raised a glass to drink, and he interpreted it as sacred and inviolable. The two-color pupils of angels and demons were both evil and pure. With a slight twitch of his ears, he put down the wine glass in his hand and turned his head to look at the two people standing by the door.
When Mo Yuan saw SF, he trotted to SF, jumped on SF's legs, raised SF's sharp chin with his slender hands, "Uncle beauty, you haven't been nourished by me, your face looks bad!"
"
Mo Jie: ";;;;;;"
sf: ";;;;;;"
Mo Xiaoniu, could it be that Mo Yan inherited your indiscretion? Mo Yan is careful and would not have done something extraordinary like you. Mo Jie directly held his forehead, Mo Xiaoniu, you are a bully.
Mo Xiaoniu looked at the somewhat heavy atmosphere, jumped off SF's lap, and retreated to Mo Jie, "Brother, the person you are looking for is Uncle Beauty?"
Mo Jie nodded, his domineering look revealed, and his dark purple eyes were filled with a determination to make a deal, which made SF even more interesting. It was this look that he liked, the look that showed he was winning. He looked at SF, although his aura was not strong enough, because of his age.
He was small, but he did not let go of his pride at all because of his lack of momentum, "Uncle Shang Fei, I accept your conditions, you have to save my mommy."
Shang Fei raised his eyebrows, his white clothes misty, "Oh, so you are willing to go to the island?"
"Yes, I am willing to go to the island."
Mo Jie replied firmly, and Shang Fei smiled proudly, "Okay, I will sign this contract with you, but Mo Jie, please listen clearly. If you dare to change your mind, I will definitely let you die without a burial place."
SF has always been gentle and leisurely, but when he is ruthless, he is never ambiguous. He has said that there is only one woman in this world that he cannot hate or be ruthless. Everyone in the world is nothing to him.
It's passerby A.
Mo Jie lowered his eyes, "Yes!"
"Uncle Beauty, why are you threatening my brother and bullying us at such a young age?" Seeing her brother being bullied, Mo Xiaoniu's little universe was on fire.