Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Qiao Zhinuan pressed Mo Siting's hand.

"No."

She wanted to push him away, but he seemed to be made of steel, standing in place, indestructible.

Mo Siting's eyes were very dark and deep.

"If you see me, pretend you didn't see it?"

If Shen Hanjing hadn't called him, he would have never known that this kind of thing had happened to this little woman in the past two days.

Fully armed and dressed like this, how invisible is it?
"President Mo."

Only then did she call out two words in a low voice.

Mo Siting sneered.

How unwilling it is.

Even these two words are called so reluctantly.

His hands still covered Qiao Zhinuan's mask.

Just like on the stage of the Night Palace that day, he looked down at her condescendingly like a king, and his hand fell on the mask that was covering her face. With a slight movement, the mask could be lifted off.

"No."

This is the most time Qiao Zhinuan said no to him when he was not in bed.

"What if I want to?"

The corners of Mo Siting's lips curved into a chuckle, but his eyes were still filled with a sea of ​​darkness, without a trace of light.

Qiao Zhinuan huddled and hid in the corner of the car seat, and took a deep breath, "Don't touch me now, I have an infectious disease and it will infect you."

Mo Siting approached with a chuckle, his face had already touched Qiao Zhinuan's mask, and he touched the tip of his nose lightly, "Really?"

Seeing his unscrupulous expression, Qiao Zhinuan thought it was because he didn't believe it, and nodded solemnly, "It's true, it's serious."

Mo Siting snorted coldly, "Two days ago I went dancing in the Night Palace, and now I have a serious infectious disease. Are you bullying my IQ?"

Qiao Zhinuan was slightly taken aback, her eyes widened.

She opened and closed her mouth a few times, as if she was looking for something very powerful to respond to, but in the end she was defeated and said four words out of anger.

"believe or not."

Only then did Mo Siting really laugh.

Do not believe it?
If you don't see it with your own eyes, how can you believe it?
Fortunately, Mo Siting didn't do anything to her along the way, nor did he ask to take off her mask.

When they arrived at the hotel, Qiao Zhinuan got out of the car, but Mo Siting followed.

Qiao Zhinuan turned around directly, "Stop following me."

"How do you know I'm following you?" Mo Siting leaned over and leaned on the wall with one arm, "Can't I go back to my hotel room?"

Qiao Zhinuan was speechless when asked, she bit her lip, turned around decisively and got on the elevator.

She pressed floor 16.

Mo Siting stood behind with his trouser pockets in his pockets, his dark eyes locked on her from the elevator mirror.

Even though Qiao Zhinuan lowered her head, she could feel the man's invisible eyes firmly locked on her, and there was a sticky feeling on her scalp.

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

Qiao Zhinuan thought she was here, so she looked down sullenly, and when she reached the door, Mo Siting grabbed her.

"It's here, you have to get off."

Qiao Zhinuan glanced at the touch panel of the elevator, it was only the tenth floor.

She blushed and pushed down the brim of her hat, "I didn't see clearly."

She wanted to get rid of Mo Siting so much.

Especially at this time.

When the elevator went up quickly, there would be a feeling of dizziness. Qiao Zhinuan felt a little nauseous and retched, so he suppressed this feeling.

The elevator stopped.

Qiao Zhinuan stepped down and walked down, remembering what Mo Siting said, she turned around and said, "Mr. Mo, goodbye."

Mo Siting strolled down the courtyard with his trouser pockets in his hands, "Unfortunately, I also live on this floor."

Qiao Zhinuan paused, and looked at him with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to see signs of lying in his eyes.

However, nothing can be seen.

It was even more like a magnet, sucking her in.

Qiao Zhinuan ignored Mo Siting, fumbled for the room card in her bag, hurriedly found her room, was a little impatient when swiping the card, and turned the doorknob twice without swiping it.

Finally, the door was swiped open, and Qiao Zhinuan was about to close the door when he entered.

An arm came in from the outside and got stuck in the crack of the door.

Qiao Zhinuan was startled, afraid of pinching him, she let go a little, and the man squeezed in while holding the door.

The door was closed.

Qiao Zhinuan's hat was taken off.

A seaweed-like long hair hung down.

"What are you doing here?"

Qiao Zhinuan realized that the man wanted to take off her mask again, so she hurriedly covered her mouth and stepped back, "Hurry up and get out."

She reached out to go around the man and open the door.

The door just opened, revealing a crack, before the man leaned back and closed it again.

Mo Siting held her wrist, brought her into his arms, changed positions, leaned against the wall, and stared at her with squinted eyes.

"I live here."

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes clearly wrote a few words: What are you kidding!
"I'm serious."

Mo Siting's fingers covered Qiao Zhinuan's side face, trying to take off her mask, but Qiao Zhinuan struggled again and avoided her.

"No, I mean it, Mo Siting, don't."

Qiao Zhinuan squatted beside the bed, looking at Mo Siting in horror.

With her current appearance, she doesn't even want to look in the mirror. Wearing a mask is also out of respect for others, to avoid looking hot.

She didn't want Mo Siting to see him.

When Mo Siting touched her forehead with his fingers just now, he already noticed that her temperature was very high.

Frowning slightly, he walked over, "Do you have a fever?"

He raised his hand to cover Qiao Zhinuan's forehead, but was avoided again.

"I was touched too, so hurry up and leave me alone."

No matter how good Mo Siting's temper is, being rejected by a woman again and again will wear it down.

He directly grabbed Qiao Zhinuan's shoulder forcefully, and leaned over to touch him with his forehead.

One hand lifted her bangs covering her forehead, and touched her forehead with his own.

Qiao Zhinuan was so shocked that she even stopped breathing.

Mo Siting pushed back her bangs, and saw red rashes stretching across her temples and hair, which were clearly visible on her fair skin.

Her head was very hot.

At least low-grade fever.

"Jojo, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qiao Zhinuan straightened up abruptly, grabbed Mo Siting's elbow and ran into the bathroom, turned on the faucet in a panic, put on disposable gloves, and squeezed Mo Siting's hands I took out the disinfectant, rinsed it with water for a while, and then poured the hand sanitizer...

Mo Siting quietly watched Qiao Zhinuan's movements, and suddenly laughed.

Qiao Zhinuan paused when he heard the chuckle suddenly sounded above his head.

Before she had time to raise her head, the man's fingers had reached her ears and hooked the side of her mask.

Qiao Zhinuan knew.

This time, it was unavoidable.

She closed her eyes, resigned to fate.

When he saw her appearance, he would definitely disgust her and dislike her.

fair enough.

There are so many women around him, of all styles.

It doesn't matter whether she exists or not.

He used this to leave himself, wasn't it exactly what he had always hoped for?

This time on the set, it was also because of Shen Hanjing that we met each other many times. When she returned to Huaguo after filming this time, she was still a penniless clerk, and she would have no contact with the high-ranking him.

The mask was finally removed.

Qiao Zhinuan felt the skin that had been stuffed by the mask suddenly cool down, the restless cells began to volatilize in the air, the red rash on the cheeks, neck, and chin became more itchy and unbearable.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, her shoulders were trembling with tension and fear, and even her eyelashes were trembling.

"You saw it, then you go..."

Before she finished speaking, her lips were sealed.

There seemed to be a string in Qiao Zhinuan's head, which was gradually stretched, then tightened, and then...broken in the paste-like head.

She snapped her eyes open.

The other party's spiritual tongue has gently pried open her lips.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't even dare to breathe!
She suddenly came back to her senses, and hastily stretched out her hand to push him, the corner of her eye fell on the dense red rash between her fingers, her hand was stagnant in mid-air, and she dared not move.

She was so angry that she wanted to bite Mo Siting, but she couldn't.

If it is bitten, will those bacteria spread more easily?

Qiao Zhinuan was so anxious that she didn't dare to push, didn't dare to move, didn't dare to bite, tears rolled down her eyes, and Mo Siting kissed her lips, tasting the saltiness.

Mo Siting let go of Qiao Zhinuan's lips.

He raised his hand to wipe the tears stained on Qiao Zhinuan's cheeks, "Why are you crying?"

Qiao Zhinuan cried even more painfully, "Don't touch me, I'm afraid I'll infect you."

Mo Siting smiled, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

He wiped Qiao Zhinuan's tears, and Qiao Zhinuan cried even harder.

Qiao Zhinuan's mind was in a state of confusion, the heavy pressure of two consecutive days, and the heavy burden on her body, almost made her breathless.

"Stop crying, I'm crying and I'm kissing you."

Qiao Zhinuan closed her mouth tightly, opened her tearful eyes, and stared at Mo Siting without blinking.

I was afraid that if I blinked, the tears in my eyes would flow out.

Mo Siting wiped away her tears, and was about to hug her, but Qiao Zhinuan avoided him.

In the blink of an eye, tears flowed down with a slap, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly lowered her head to wipe it, and raised her head with her hands behind her back, "I didn't cry."

Mo Siting's eyes fell on her face, thinking of her when she was a girl.

"Well, you didn't cry."

Qiao Zhinuan followed Mo Siting out of the bathroom, pointed to the sofa, "The sofa is sterilized, you sit there, I'll find some mouthwash for you to use."

Don't know if it works or not, but it's better than nothing.

She went to find some mouthwash and came back, only to find that the man was still standing there, staring at her fixedly.

The overhead lights are bright.

She knew she must be ugly now.

The crying eyes are like walnuts, and there are dense red rashes on the cheeks.

She lowered her head, trying to avoid his accompanying sight.

However, it wasn't that she avoided him, so he couldn't see him.

Anyway, I have seen it all, no matter how coy I am, I can't get rid of it.

Qiao Zhinuan raised her head abruptly, took the mouthwash and unscrewed it for Mo Siting.

The man raised his hand.

But he didn't pick up the mouthwash in her hand.

The man's hand gently pressed on her shoulder.

In the next second, the cardigan outside her dress was ripped off.

"Mo Si Ting!"

The man's hand lifted the shoulder straps of her dress, and she was horrified to realize what the man was going to do, and she cried out in shock: "Mo Siting!"