Time stood still at this moment, and the huge inertia almost threw Geng Mo out of his seat. The strong pull of the seat belt prevented the tragedy from happening.
The next second his trembling body was hugged into Bo Chen's broad and warm arms.
"Geng Mo." He called her name and put his strong palm on her cold fingers.
She still screamed uncontrollably and shrank into a ball.
"The car stopped!" He soothed loudly in her ear, and the arm holding her tightened harder. His hot lips pressed on her trembling hair. She was trembling, but she didn't know that he was trembling too.
.Because of the huge pressure and painful choices.
Uncontrollable grief burst out from the tightly closed fingertips, so wronged and so sad. All suppressed emotions burst out at this moment.
"I'm sorry..." He pressed his lips against her hair, trying hard to restrain himself from breaking down. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to take her with him to die. But her rejection of him made him
The calmness and indifference he had tried to maintain collapsed. The dilemma had pushed him to the edge of the cliff. If it weren't for Geng Mo's sharp cry, he would probably have given up his reason and let himself end everything in anger.
He didn't want to let her go, he couldn't let her go. But what could he do so that it wouldn't cause any harm to Yalash.
She lifted her little face with tears from his arms, and her fingers contracted hard on her face, leaving red marks. Her fingers touched the faint red marks, and Bo Chen's lips found it with helplessness and struggle.
Got her.
"Geng Mo...why do I love you so much? How can I make myself love you less..." He sighed, annoyance and bitterness lingering on the tip of his tongue.
"You can't do this." Geng Mo came to her senses and began to push Bo Chen's body hard with her hands. Her tears wet her face and his clothes, but she still tried hard to push him away.
"Geng Mo." He was so hurt that he couldn't say anything else. He could only look at her sadly and pleadingly, watching her withdraw from his arms.
"Mr. Bai, please think about Miss Pang." She was crying, but she was still maintaining his sanity.
The overflowing pain in his heart overwhelmed everything. He grabbed her shoulders, his fingers so hard and firm as he held her flinch and tremble.
"I love you." He said those three words so forcefully that he never knew he would say those three words that should only appear in bubble dramas.
"Snapped!"
She was stunned, and he was also stunned on the spot. Neither of them seemed to have expected such a crisp sound to come between them. She looked at her palms in confusion, and he looked at her in confusion.
There was suddenly no sound in the car, and all the collapsed emotions condensed at this moment.
Very long time……
Finally he reached out his hand and gently pulled her close to his arms again. He sighed deeply. He knew that she didn't mean it. He knew that although she hit him, she was in more pain than him. Big drop big
The wet heat flowed from his neck, burned his skin, and burned across his heart.
Her lips pressed against his slapped cheek with trembling and suppressed cries.
"Chen..." She whispered in his ear painfully, with a hoarse and struggling voice.
"Dust...I will never recover."
"Then let both of us be doomed."
"Being together is either heaven or hell," she warned.
"Then let me go to hell with you." He put his hand on the back of her neck. He only hoped to have her in his arms forever.
hell!
If she wanted him to go to hell, there would be no turning back.
"Then Miss Pang..."
He blocked her hesitation with his kiss: "That's my problem."
She was silent and obeyed. Her arms climbed onto his shoulders, and her soft body pressed against his so softly. Her lips no longer escaped, and love spread between her lips and tongue. Her acceptance made his heart aching fiercely.
Slowly calming down, her breathing and body temperature slowly calmed down the struggling nerves.
There was an urging whistle behind him, and the green light was on ahead. But what did it matter? When he hugged her, he hugged happiness.
When the car started again, the direction had changed, not to the company, but to Geng Mo's home.
"Aren't you going to the company?" she asked him.
"You need rest."
She smiled, very weakly but with emotion. Her eyes were still the color of glass, her hair was a little messy, her eye circles were stained red by tears, and her lips were as red as kapok when kissed. Her tenderness and pity made people feel distressed and sad.
People feel pity and their hearts are intoxicated.
"Geng Mo." No matter how rich the language is, it can only be eclipsed in front of her. Such a beautiful woman will be his wife.
"Yes." She responded carefully, her hand holding his right hand on the stall.
"I want to kiss you again."
"Uh..." She was a little surprised, and the honey-like shyness and coquettishness in her eyes quickly turned to embarrassment on her cheeks.
His smile was as bright as the sun.
The car slowly pulled over to the side of the road. He stretched out his hand to hold her cheek, and his lips touched hers gently. He couldn't kiss her enough, and her dark eyes seemed to be deep pools with fatal temptation.
"Geng Mo, give me some time." He promised her, "When the meeting in City T is over tomorrow, I will go to Ya Li to explain." It was obvious that the body in his arms trembled, and her face was buried in him
In the hollow of his shoulder, he couldn't see the expression on her face, but he felt her resistance.
"Leave it to me to solve it." He knew that this matter was difficult, but he had to face it.
"Don't hurt her." Her voice was muffled in his shoulder.
Bo Chen sighed, it was impossible. As long as he chose, he was destined to be hurt. He chose Geng Mo, and the two major companies, Face and Pang Yali, were destined to be the injured parties. He could only try his best to make up for it, financially and materially, to the maximum extent possible.
to make amends.
After gently kissing Geng Mo's forehead, Bo Chen realized that people are ultimately selfish.
"I can only reduce the damage to the minimum." He promised.
Minimum damage?
Geng Mo almost sneered in Bo Chen's arms. The hurt was just the beginning, how could she let everything end so easily. The bright angelic and holy smile on Pang Yali's face flashed before her eyes, and she tightened it unconsciously.
Putting her fingers on Bai Chen's chest, she couldn't wait to see the smile break in front of her. Her hatred was the color of blood, but what she wanted to take back was more than just bloody pain.
Geng Yuhuai is kind. If he is given revenge, everything will stop when the blood flows clean. But he doesn't know that there is another kind of injury in the world that can make life worse than death. This kind of injury is deep in the heart, and the scars are in the flesh and blood.
It's blurry. You can't touch it, and it won't heal. You can only watch it hurt and bleed.
And this kind of injury is what she is satisfied with!