Chapter 82 Two scoundrel men. This time, she seemed to miss him so much that she couldn't bear the lingering longing. She took out the mobile phone in the sunset and mustered up the courage to dial his number...
"Fuck..." After receiving her call, the man on the other end of the phone must have been extremely happy. His voice could not conceal his excitement, "Fuck, I miss you so much. I was about to call you. I didn't miss you.
Just called me, haha, shit, do you think we have a good understanding?"
Hearing his magnetic voice, Xia Cao was naturally happy. She didn't answer his question, looked at the red sunset on the horizon, and smiled softly, "Xuanhao, when will you return to China?"
"It's almost time. I will return to China in three days. Then I will go to your house as soon as possible."
After hearing this, she felt happy, joyful, and even sweeter in her heart, but when she thought of the three beastly men who were having dinner at her home, her eyebrows wrinkled in worry, and the deep feeling in her heart had not yet healed.
The scar on his face began to surge with pain, "Xuanhao, you... you don't want to come to my house anymore, I, we..."
"Fuck, I said, I want us to be together." Li Xuanhao guessed what she was going to say and interrupted her firmly.
"Xuanhao..." She felt uncomfortable, and her eyes were slightly moist, "I, I..." She wanted to say that she was not worthy of him. She wanted to breed him.
"Fuck, I want to kiss you." Li Xuanhao interrupted her again, and said softly and hoarsely on the other end of the phone, "Fuck, believe me, we love each other. No matter what setbacks or obstacles we encounter, we will always be there.
When we are together, you must remember that I love you very much. If there are difficulties, we will face them together."
"..." She didn't know what to say. Her eyes suddenly became foggy, making it difficult for her to see the warm and colorful clouds on the top of the mountain.
At this time, Mo Mi and Jiang Han walked up to the roof side by side with faint smiles. When they saw her sitting next to the daffodils and listening to the phone, they both vaguely guessed something. The smile on her face disappeared instantly and turned slightly.
He walked towards her faster.
When Xia Cao heard the noise, she hurriedly turned around to look. When she saw the two of them, she felt that a little bit of beautiful and happy light and shadow passed between her lowered head and eyebrows. She did not say goodbye to the affectionate man on the other end of the phone and hung up in a hurry.
He picked up the phone and stood up sadly.
Two tall and handsome men quickly approached her, standing in front of her on the left and right, like an unbreakable wall, blocking her way without any explanation.
"Why...are you still lingering like this?" Xia Cao asked worriedly, facing the powerful two of them.
Jiang Han looked at her sad expression, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, then turned his head and blew out a puff of light smoke, and said disapprovingly: "What's the matter with lingering ghosts? We are not ghosts."
"..." She was speechless, her beautiful big eyes blinking mistyly.
Mo Mi put his hands in his pockets and lowered his head slightly with an expressionless face. When he met her sad eyes like daffodils, his heart filled with tranquility, he asked softly and good-temperedly: "Who were you talking to on the phone just now?"
Xia Cao's clear eyes were filled with hatred, "You have no right to know." After saying this coldly, she tried to bypass them and walk down the roof.
Seeing this, Mo Mi took a step forward, tilted her body slightly, and cleverly blocked her way. Looking at her angry little face, the corner of her beautiful mouth curled up evilly, and she said melodiously: "I absolutely have the right to know.
Don’t forget, that contract you signed—I am the creditor you can’t avoid, and I want to know everything about you.”
"I also have the absolute right to know." Jiang Han also stepped forward to block her, spit out smoke, and looked at her, angrily joining in the fun. "My name, Jiang Han, is also on that contract."
"Uh..." Xia Cao gritted her teeth in anger, "You, how could you... be such... bastards."
The two of them seemed to have been used to hearing her curses for a long time, and both had disapproving expressions on their faces.
"Tell me, who is the person who was talking to you on the phone?" After a few seconds of silence, Mo Mi patiently asked again. "Is it the one named Li Xuanhao?"
Xia Cao rolled her eyes at him and raised her eyebrows without fear, "So what?" She said, pushed his body away with all her strength, and ran downstairs quickly and angrily. She didn't want to run too fast, and just ran downstairs.
After a few steps, my feet slipped, and I jumped down, "Uh-huh..."
It was too late and then it was too late. At that moment, Ouyang Nuo, who had just gone upstairs, stretched out his arms and hugged her with a sense of security. He stabilized his heart that was startled by her just now and looked down at her.
With a frightened pale face, he asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"
Xia Cao was a little shocked, breathing heavily, and stayed in his arms for a few seconds without knowing it before raising her head, smelling the noble and elegant aura on his body, and seeing his profound jade-metallic features up close, feeling in her heart
Suddenly there was an inexplicable throbbing. He lowered his head, bit his lip and struggled hard, "Let go...let me go."
Reason told him that Ouyang Nuo should let her go, but somehow, his hands did not relax at all. Thinking of his upcoming wedding, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, he hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear
: "Xia Cao, let me hold you for a while, just for a while, just for a while... that's all."
His voice faintly revealed a touch of sadness, which gave Xia Cao the illusion that holding her was a kind of luxury. She was stunned for a moment before struggling resolutely again, "Uh, let go."
Leave me alone, I don’t want you to hug me. You, like the two of them, are bad men like animals. Your hug, to me, is a bondage in hell."
Ouyang Nuo was speechless. Thinking back to the hurt he had done to her, his eyebrows darkened, and the hand holding her waist had to relax.
The second he let go, Xia Cao pushed him away hard, hated him with tearful eyes, and quickly ran away from him without hesitation.
The moment she pushed him away, Ouyang Nuo felt a sense of emptiness that he had never experienced before. He slowly turned his head and looked at her farther and farther back. A trace of painful helplessness passed through his heart until she
His back disappeared from sight before he slowly walked up to the roof.
When he got to the roof, he naturally saw the handsome backs of his two friends. He walked over without expression and asked quietly: "How is the scenery here?"
Mo Mi turned her head to look at him, bent down and smelled the beautifully blooming narcissus next to her, with a ghostly curl at the corner of her lips, "The scenery here is uniquely beautiful."
Ouyang Nuoruo raised his lips as if to look at the narcissus, standing on the edge of the roof, looking at the endless mountains in the distance and the infinitely beautiful sunset that was about to set.
Jiang Han was still smoking a cigarette and dusting off his cigarette. He glanced at Mo Mi and asked seriously: "This time, will you take action to deal with him, or shall I take action to deal with him?"
"I'll let you perform this time." Mo Mi said with an evil smile, "I, the general in the Platinum Group, also need to rest."
Ouyang Nuo was confused after hearing this and frowned, "Who can we deal with?"