All her actions were beyond his expectation, so that even a man like him who faced many big scenes would be helpless one day.
Mu Baoer still lowered her head and cried, her little shoulders twitching, venting all the pain she had been feeling.
Yes, it was always suppressed in her heart, and sometimes she forgot how painful she was. It would be better to vent it once, so that her heavy heart could feel a little lighter.
Ji Mo looked at her helplessly, she really looked like a crying kitten, so pitiful.
He stretched out his hand to rub her little head, and after rubbing it twice, he found that it felt quite soft, as if light feathers were tugging at her heartstrings. It had a strange feeling.
Moreover, her twitching little shoulders look so pitiful and trembling, making you want to hold a kitten in your arms and hug her like that.
His heart moved as he pleased, and he was always a man too lazy to restrain himself, so he immediately took action.
He picked her up, sat on his lap, put his arms around her slender waist, and let her lean into his arms. She was still so light and soft.
Mu Baoer was crying when she was suddenly picked up by him, sat on his warm lap, and leaned on his chest. She was stunned for a moment, her body was slightly stiff, and she was a little overwhelmed.
She timidly raised her head, only to find that he was looking down at her. The distance between the two of them was so close that even their breaths blended together.
His eyes were a deep black ocean, with no edges visible, dark and cold, as if they were formed by the condensation of boundless black ice, but there was a soft undercurrent hidden under the cold black, silent and silent.
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Mu Baoer's heart trembled and rippled, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.
She used to hate and even hate this man.
Because he was no different from other men. No matter how painful and uncomfortable she was, he would hurt her so roughly without paying any attention to her pain.
For women, physical violation causes greater trauma, because not only is the body insulted, but the soul is trampled on.
For someone like her who was raped for the first time, she was particularly afraid and hated this kind of thing.
Being violated again, the pain of being unable to resist and being physically and mentally traumatized made her more injured.
For Huo Chen, she felt unforgettable pain and regret.
Regarding Han Lie, she despised his ruthlessness and personality.
As for the man in front of her, she had always been filled with fear and hatred, but because she felt that she would never be able to compete with him, while hating him, she could only try to avoid him, ignore him, and ignore his harm.
But tonight, it was the man she had always hated who saved her with his own hands.
The first time I was cherished was by the person who raped me.
Her mood was so complicated. She couldn't completely hate this man, nor could she not hate him at all.
The hurt he caused her will not be erased, but the kindness he saved her will also not disappear.
"Women are made of water. This is true. But your water content is obviously very high. You shed so many tears that you almost cried to death." Ji Mo put his arm around her waist and put his other hand on her.
Put a tissue on her face and gently wipe away the tears on her face bit by bit.
Mu Baoer was simply not used to him being so gentle to her. She took the tissue and wiped her face hastily to make herself look less miserable.