"I'm jealous, don't you know?" Qiao Mo shouted confidently, as if being jealous to him was something worthy of praise and something that should be celebrated.
An Muyun laughed angrily, "Since you are jealous, you shouldn't hit me. What are you doing? If you are such a domestic abuser, can we still have fun playing happily in the future? I see it, I shouldn't follow
It matters to people like you."
"Why did I hit you? Don't you have any points?" Qiao Mosheng asked again.
An Muyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered: "Why should I have this number? You are a domestic abuser, but you still have a reason."
"Is this considered domestic violence?" Qiao Mosheng smiled. He was just punishing her with a small punishment and a big warning to make An Muyun remember it. This little woman was so vindictive that she thought it was domestic violence?
"Doesn't it count? Qiao Mosheng, you have successfully made me remember. I am super angry now, and the consequences will be super serious. Do you understand?" An Muyun felt that he had the advantage, and squinted his eyes, preparing to suppress Qiao Mosheng.
However, Qiao Mosheng reacted, raised his chopsticks, and hit An Muyun's calf again, and then said: "An Muyun, do you know that I hit you not just because of jealousy?"
"Ah?" An Muyun was stunned. How could this man's mind change so much like the wind?
"I like you, you've always known it. You like me, and you know it yourself. But you never express your feelings to me. An Muyun... what do you want to do? Do you really want to look at me in this way?
Want to be someone else's father?" Qiao Mosheng said, feeling a little aggrieved unconsciously.
This little woman, really, just because he likes her, he can always think of ways to bully her.
An Muyun pursed his lips and tilted his head, not daring to look at Qiao Mosheng, "I didn't."
"Then why don't you dare to say you like me?" Qiao Mosheng asked quietly.
An Muyun pursed her lips, "I...I...How can a woman say this first? You are a man, shouldn't you be the first to confess? You ask a woman to confess first, what does that mean?"
"I love you!" Qiao Mosheng said suddenly.
An Muyun was dumbfounded.
What is Qiao Mosheng doing? Did he come up and confess his love immediately?
"I said I love you, I love you very much, I love you very much. I have always identified with you, An Muyun, in this life. I don't like other women, and I don't want them either. Do you understand?" Qiao Mosheng said every word.
, sonorous and powerful.
Sometimes he really wanted to show his heart to An Muyun, so that this woman could understand how much he loved her.
Little woman, you are so stupid.
But he can't let go. He wants her for the rest of his life. What can he do?
In love, whoever pays first will be unlucky.
"If you think it's not enough, I can continue to talk until you feel it's enough. If you mind what I did before, I can change my ways and work as a civilian from now on, watching you alone every day.
An Muyun, is this enough? If not, then let me swear a poisonous oath. If I dare to betray you or make you sad in the future, then I will die a bad death and be killed by the villain I captured before... shrouded in horse leather.
, torn apart..."
"That's enough, you bastard, that's enough!" An Muyun cried angrily.
This bastard Qiao Mosheng really caught her weakness. He knew what she cared about.
How dare she let this guy die? How could she be willing to do so?
She has always known the nature of their work. How could she watch him being killed by others.