But this little bit of resistance was nothing compared to the man's more and more urgent movements. Just like his increasingly heavy breathing and hot breath spraying on her chest.
Xia Tong was a little afraid of her body's instinctive reaction, so she stretched out her legs and used her last bit of strength to kick him hard. Qin Mu was unprepared for the moment, and the two of them hugged each other and rolled to the ground.
After rolling on the ground for two times, he stopped. Xia Tong felt no pain. He struggled to move, but a muffled groan came from underneath him. Only then did Xia Tong realize that he and he were now in the same position as a woman.
The man is lying down in the lower position.
Xia Tong wanted to crawl away, but his pair of iron arms stubbornly circled her waist.
Qin Muzhen suddenly seemed to be a little sober. His eyes that had been intoxicated finally became clear. He quietly looked at the woman sitting on top of him, and restrained her two hands with one hand, so that she could not move at all.
What made her even more embarrassed was that he had already torn off most of the buttons on the front of her khaki pajamas. At this moment, with this tossing and turning, the clothes were half pulled and half pulled, revealing a little bit of spring.
In the darkness, his eyes glowed with a biting cold light as he stared at her.
Xia Tong felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him. He twisted his body, trying to divert the ambiguous atmosphere in the air: "Um... are you awake?"
"Um."
"Drinking so much wine is not good for your health." Xia Tong regretted it after saying it. Damn it, now that she was clearly molested by him, shouldn't she slap him in shame and tell him to go away? Why did she say it now?
A word that is almost caring?
"Yeah." He responded calmly.
"..." Xia Tong cursed: If you say two more words, will you die?
"Um...can you let me go..."
At this moment, the sound of a cell phone ringing suddenly came from the room.
Qin Mu decided for a moment and finally let her go.
Xia Tong sat up and straightened the messy pajamas. He leaned over and picked up his cell phone. The three words "GU Haoran" were brightly lit on the screen.
She hesitantly pressed the answer button: "Hello..."
"Hi... Baby Tong." When talking to her, he seemed to always be so lively and lively.
A feeling of guilt and sadness surged out, and Xia Tong suddenly felt that she had just been sorry for him.
"What's wrong?" She suppressed the sobs in her voice.
"Hi, it's okay. It's just that it's thundering outside right now. I'm afraid you'll cry out of fear when you're alone at home at night, so I called you to comfort you."
Xia Tong lowered his head and smiled, slightly sweetly: "How can I be as weak as you say?"
He started nagging on the other end of the phone again, telling her to remember to lock the door at night, not to turn on the TV or computer, go to bed early and avoid staying up late, etc...
As Xia Tong listened, the corner of her mouth unconsciously turned into a smile of happiness. When she hung up the phone and looked up, she realized that Qin Muzhen had already put on his clothes and was sitting on the sofa, with a dark look in his eyes.
A deep look fell on her.
Xia Tong hung up the phone, a little embarrassed.
He asked: "Who is calling?"
"Gu Haoran." She didn't want to avoid it.
"Are you with him?"
"Isn't it possible?!" Xia Tong asked back.
Qin Mu was suffocated, seeing that she was still sitting on the ground, carefully pulling her clothes, hesitated, and handed her white shirt over: "Put it on first."
Xia Tong lowered his head and put on his clothes, then stood up: "Since Mr. Mu, you are sober, please leave."
He took a sip of tea and said nothing.
Seeing his careless expression, Xia Tong couldn't help but added: "I'm with Gu Haoran now. It's very ---" for you, Mr. Mu, to show up at my house in the middle of the night like this." She paused: "It's very It makes people suspicious.”
He still said nothing and continued to drink tea calmly.
Xia Tong sat down angrily.
Qin Muzhen's eyes fell outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking. He didn't slowly put it down until the whole cup of tea had reached the bottom.
"I came today...actually..." He paused, seeming a little embarrassed to speak.
Xia Tong looked at him, confused.
After a long pause, he finally managed to speak: "I'm saying - I'm sorry."
"Huh?" Xia Tong's expression was so surprised that he looked like he was looking at a monster.
He turned his face away, and for some reason, half of his cheeks were covered with a layer of fine powder: "That time in the hospital, I wronged you without investigating clearly. I'm really sorry."
She could actually hear this extremely arrogant man say sorry to her in her lifetime. Xia Tong felt that she must have tinnitus. She said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I don't take it to heart."
Then she asked: "How is Miss Shen doing now?"
"Joey is fine, it's just that Mrs. Shen seems to have a problem."
***** *****
Late at night, the direct flight from the UK to City A arrived on time. All the passengers were a little tired after sitting on the plane for more than ten hours, except for one person.
He was a very tall young man, he looked to be at least 1.85 meters tall, but his figure was very slender, making people feel as if a gust of wind could blow him away. The young man raised his head, his narrow black eyes slightly narrowed, and there was something heart-warming inside. Lazy. She has long blond hair tied behind her head, her skin is so white that you can see the blue blood vessels underneath it, and her face is extremely feminine and beautiful. At this moment, she purses her lips and takes out her mobile phone.
"Hello? Butler Xu, I'm Mu Xun——."
"……."
"Is my brother at home now?"
"……."
"OK, all right."
The young man hung up the phone, twisted his beautiful eyebrows slightly, and pressed another number again.
"Hey Nie Sheng? I'm Qin Muxuan..." There was already a slight coldness in his tone.
…
"Where is my brother now?"
…
"Why is he out there so late?"
…
"Okay, I know."
The young man hung up the phone, turned around and stopped a taxi. A trace of anger flashed in his narrow eyes, calm and cruel.
****** ******
Early in the morning, the sun was bright and dazzling, and Xia Tong woke up in this golden warmth. It was rare that it rained all night last night, and there was such a good sun today.
Xia Tong used her hand to block the light in her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Qin Mujue, who was wearing clothes in front of the mirror in the living room. The soft and silky Swiss alumo 200-count double yarn Egyptian cotton had a fresh luster, catching the light. The looming delicate dark lines, the specially selected solid-color shell buttons, his tall and straight figure standing casually, the strong and handsome silhouette, the healthy light wheat color under the slightly open collar...