Xiao Zichen's hand hung in the air, he paused, saw Mo Yurou's leaving figure, looked at the ring in his hand, sighed softly, and stood up.
"Yurou, are you angry? Because Jiang Moyao is pregnant, so you want to end our current relationship, right?"
Xiao Zichen asked, God knows how much his heart hurt and how scared he was when he said this. He was afraid that Mo Yurou would nod, he was afraid that Mo Yurou would say yes.
Fortunately, Mo Yurou did not give a clear answer, but shook her head after struggling for a long time.
"I don't know, Zi Chen, I was very confused at first. I couldn't seem to see our future. When I thought that you and Miss Jiang might have a child, I hated it."
Mo Yurou pointed at her heart and said in great pain.
She was not a saint. How could a woman accept that her man had a child with another woman? But what right did Mo Yurou have to hate? At that time, she was still an outsider, so this was what made Mo Yurou the most helpless.
Untied knot.
Seeing Mo Yurou with a sad face, Xiao Zichen walked over and hugged her from behind regardless of whether Mo Yurou would push him away.
"Yu Rou, tell me everything you are unhappy about. Don't hold it in your stomach. If you hate me, vent it out. As long as you don't leave me, you can scold me or hit me. Don't ignore me."
Xiao Zichen can accept all the beatings and scoldings from Mo Yurou, even unreasonable quarrels. What he fears most is that Mo Yurou will retreat and stop talking to him. This is what scares Xiao Zichen the most.
Hearing Xiao Zichen's words, Mo Yurou smiled bitterly. She gently pulled away Xiao Zichen's hand, turned around, looked at Xiao Zichen's heavy expression, took a step back and said.
"How can I blame you? I blame you for getting Miss Jiang pregnant with a child. Who am I to blame you? She was your girlfriend at the time. How can I ask you not to have sex with other women after we divorce?"
?Zi Chen, I hate this fate, why do you torture us like this?"
Mo Yurou became a little excited. When she saw Xiao Zichen, she vented all the grievances she had been holding in her heart.
Mo Yurou feels very embarrassed now. She and Xiao Zichen were nothing when Jiang Moyao was pregnant. What qualifications and position does she have to blame Xiao Zichen.
But Mo Yurou couldn't accept a child who was not her own. Her love was not selfless enough to accept everything Xiao Zichen had, so she could only blame fate.
Mo Yurou complained, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She, a person whose father had died without shedding a tear, was crying like a helpless child. She really didn't know what to do.
Looking at Mo Yurou who was bursting into tears, Xiao Zichen hugged her. He knew that Mo Yurou had been wronged and that Mo Yurou was in trouble, but no matter what, he didn't want to let Mo Yurou leave.
"Yurou, listen to me. I will ask Jiang Moyao to do a DNA test in a while. Then I will be able to prove my innocence. Now don't listen to anything, don't care about anything, and don't believe Fu Yusheng and Zhao Ke."
What I said."
"Then what if it turns out that the child is yours? Zichen, why don't we just forget it! So many things have happened in just two months since I came back to Luo City, I'm really too tired. Please
Please, let me go, I really don’t want to face these messy things, I’m afraid I will collapse one day, and it would be better to have nothing at the beginning than to have things go against my wishes again and again.”
Mo Yurou was really tired. Ever since she returned to Luo City, there seemed to be very few happy things, and these annoying things would happen from time to time.
At first, Mo Yurou felt she could handle it easily, but this time, she really didn't know how to face it.
If that child is really Xiao Zichen's, even if Xiao Zichen doesn't want it, then what about Xiao Zichen's parents? They have been looking forward to having a grandson. By then, they may not care who the child's mother is.
And even if she and Xiao Zichen continue to be together, it is still unknown whether she can have a child belonging to them in the future. Instead of being in panic all day long, worrying about this and that, she can just let it go and leave these rights and wrongs.
"No, I won't let go, Yurou, you can't sentence me to death because of something that you don't know the outcome of yet! Could it be that all the sweetness yesterday afternoon was fake? Could it be that those smiles you gave me were all fake?
Acting? I know you can't face this, but can you ask yourself when making these decisions, are these problems not worth the feelings between us? "
Xiao Zichen hugged Mo Yurou tightly. He didn't dare to let go, as if if he let go, the woman in front of him would disappear in an instant.
Xiao Zichen was scared. At this moment, he felt a kind of powerlessness. It seemed that everything was beyond his control. He never thought that one day he would fall into this emotional vortex and be unable to extricate himself.
Listening to Xiao Zichen's emotional confession, Mo Yurou's heart ached. She made this decision with great determination. No one knew how difficult it was to make such a decision.
Mo Yurou broke away from Xiao Zichen's embrace. She was afraid that she would suddenly be defeated by this warm embrace. After several efforts, Xiao Zichen finally let go.
Mo Yurou looked up at Xiao Zichen, her eyes unable to hide the reluctance and pain, but at this time, she couldn't ignore everything and enjoy the sweet love between her and Xiao Zichen.
Mo Yurou shook her head and said.
"Forget it, Zichen, let's let each other calm down. At least for now, I don't know how to face you, how to face Miss Jiang and that child. I'm really tired. You just treat it like we have never been together.
It has never started, and the one-year divorce agreement is just an end."
After saying that, Mo Yurou wanted to leave the study, but before she could take two steps, she was pulled back into Xiao Zichen's arms.
Xiao Zichen was anxious. He knew that it was useless to say anything now, so he simply hugged Mo Yurou, blocked her mouth, and kissed Mo Yurou fiercely.
Xiao Zichen was also angry, angry that Mo Yurou was like a deserter, angry that he had made such a mess of their relationship, and vented all his anger on this kiss.
It's not so much a kiss as it is a bite.
Mo Yurou never expected that Xiao Zichen would kiss her suddenly, and kiss her so roughly, causing pain to spread across her lips.
Mo Yurou subconsciously wanted to push Xiao Zichen away. At this time, she had no intention of doing such intimate actions.
Being unable to stop Xiao Zichen at all, Mo Yurou was also very angry and simply imitated Xiao Zichen and started biting his lips.
Xiao Zichen felt a hint of pain and frowned slightly, but he did not let go of Mo Yurou. Instead, his movements became more intense. In the end, it turned into a contest that no one would admit defeat.
The mouth was filled with a faint smell of blood. After an unknown amount of time, Mo Yurou slowly gave up her struggle, and Xiao Zichen's movements also slowly became gentler.
The battle ended with a truce, and in the end, only the unbreakable affection and the completely sinking desire remained.
Xiao Zichen kissed Mo Yurou tenderly, and the rich smell of blood stimulated him. Xiao Zichen transformed into a hunting lion and was not satisfied with this simple kiss at first.
The hand holding Mo Yurou began to caress freely. Mo Yurou's coat had fallen to her feet at some point, and the two of them had arrived on the single sofa at some point.
Xiao Zichen was sitting on the sofa, his hands never letting go of Mo Yurou. Mo Yurou was sitting astride Xiao Zichen's waist. Their posture at this time was particularly ambiguous.
When Xiao Zichen's hands unbuttoned Mo Yurou's shirt at the last moment, Mo Yurou's sexy collarbone appeared in front of Xiao Zichen's eyes, especially the slender waist without a trace of fat. For a moment, Xiao Zichen felt an electric current running straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
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Xiao Zichen was testing, feeling a little nervous inside, but more of a feeling of anticipation and throbbing.
Suddenly, a gust of cool breeze came, and the curtains on the study window danced lightly in the wind, with a hint of the cool breeze of early spring sweeping over Mo Yu's smooth and smooth back.
Mo Yurou felt excited. The cool wind extinguished the fire that was about to burn in her body and awakened the remaining sanity in Mo Yurou.
Mo Yurou opened her eyes, looked at the ambiguous posture of the two people at that time, pushed Xiao Zichen away, her center of gravity was unstable, and she leaned back.
Just when Mo Yurou thought she was about to fall, Xiao Zichen's hand hugged her waist, and then she turned over, and the two people's positions were switched. Mo Yurou was lying on the sofa, while Xiao Zichen was holding the sofa with one hand.
With one arm around Mo Yurou's waist, the two of them were so close that they could almost see the pores on each other's faces.
This posture is even more ambiguous than before. The two people at this time can be described without a single word. The scene was once ambiguous and charming.
Xiao Zichen ignored Mo Yurou's resistance and kissed Mo Yurou's lips again. This time, Mo Yurou did not fall. Just when Xiao Zichen wanted to make further progress, Mo Yurou turned away her face indifferently and held up her hands.
He held it against his chest and said in a voice that was almost freezing.
"Xiao Zichen, stop it!"
"Why? You were clearly in love just now. Why did you stop? Just because of a fetus whose identity has not yet been determined, do you have to draw a clear line with me? Mo Yurou, can you be fair to me? Why don't you believe it?
I."
Xiao Zichen did not leave Mo Yurou's body. He supported the sofa with both hands and looked at Mo Yurou angrily, with strong disappointment in his eyes.
Mo Yurou didn't dare to look into Xiao Zichen's sharp eyes. She was afraid that she would be soft-hearted. She also knew that she looked a little unreasonable, but didn't Xiao Zichen also say that it was an unidentified fetus, and it might be Xiao Zichen.
of seed.
"Zi Chen, let me go first."
At this time, the posture of the two of them was not suitable for talking. Mo Yurou picked up the shirt on the side, pushed Xiao Zichen, and said calmly.
Seeing Mo Yurou's indifferent face, Xiao Zichen sighed softly, and finally stood up and sat aside.
At this time, Xiao Zichen was not in a good condition. His shirt was half open and the belt around his waist was loose. Mo Yurou took a look and said softly.
"You put your clothes on first."
Hearing this, Xiao Zichen smiled bitterly, looked at Mo Yurou with disappointment, and said quietly.
"What else do you think I will do to you? Mo Yurou, I can't control my feelings for you, but I won't force you."
Xiao Zichen said this, but still went to tidy up his clothes consciously.
The room suddenly became extremely quiet. Mo Yurou lowered her head and sat quietly aside.
Xiao Zichen sat there and kept looking at Mo Yurou, not knowing what to say. For a moment, no one wanted to break the silence.
Suddenly, a soft sigh echoed in the room, and then Xiao Zichen stood up, slowly walked to Mo Yurou, squatted down, and knelt on the ground with one knee.
Just when Mo Yurou thought Xiao Zichen wanted to say something, Xiao Zichen held Mo Yurou's hand and leaned over weakly, resting his head on Mo Yurou's legs. Then, he heard a burst of
A low voice, with a forbearing plea.
"Yurou, don't leave me. Give me some time. I promise you that I will never let Jiang Moyao and that child affect our relationship. Just trust me once, okay."
Who would have thought that Xiao Zichen, who was a powerful figure in the business world, would be begging Mo Yurou humbly at this moment, without any pride, just hoping to retain Mo Yurou.
After all, Mo Yurou couldn't be hard-hearted. Seeing that Xiao Zichen had already said this, she couldn't bear to leave here.
Mo Yurou stretched out her hand and touched the back of Xiao Zichen's head. That was the man she had loved for more than two years. She was the man she wanted to marry like crazy. How could she really leave him so easily?
Thinking about everything this man had done for her during this period, and thinking about the past between herself and Xiao Zichen, whether it was the dislike of each other a year ago or the deep love now, Mo Yurou burst into tears again.
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Mo Yurou restrained herself and tried not to make a sound. She lowered her head and looked at Xiao Zichen who had shed all her pride in front of her. Hot tears burst into her eyes.
Xiao Zichen didn't hear Mo Yurou's response for a long time and thought that he really had no hope. Just when he was desperate, he felt a touch of warmth on his cheeks.
Xiao Zichen suddenly raised his head and was stunned. His heart felt like he had been hit hard, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Xiao Zichen panicked. The crying just now was just to vent his grievances, but now every drop of Mo Yurou's tears was like a sharp blade, piercing Xiao Zichen's heart every time.
Xiao Zichen hurriedly reached out to wipe Mo Yurou's tears. He didn't know what to say. He had never lost at the negotiation table, but this time he didn't know how to comfort Mo Yurou's hurt heart.
"Yurou, hit me! Come at me for whatever you want, stop crying, okay, be careful not to hurt your eyes from crying."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen straightened up and carefully held Mo Yurou in his arms.
Mo Yurou was really not merciless at all, she leaned into Xiao Zichen's arms and beat him.
"Xiao Zichen, I really hate you. We are already divorced. Why do you want to disturb my life again? Why do you want me to be criticized like a third party? I obviously didn't do anything, why did I
To face so many things, Xiao Zichen, you are just a bastard, bastard..."