Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Now when being held in this man's arms, goose bumps all over my body, and I can't bear it for another second.

Qiao Zhi's chest heaved up and down, "You are not a man at all! When you come up, you move your hands and feet, you don't respect women, and you don't have any inner self-cultivation as a man!"

After she said these words, she didn't hear the other party's answer for a long time.

It was as if the air had stagnated at once.

Feng Qiqi was terrified.

Miss Qiao talking like this now is purely hurting a man's self-esteem!

Needless to say, this person can't be said to have no internal cultivation. To reach this height, both ability and cultivation are absolutely top-notch.

What's more, there is this handsome face that is astonishing.

However, Miss Qiao couldn't see it.

Hey, if you can see it, you will definitely catch your eye at a glance!
After all, how many women are flocking to him.

Feng Qiqi was terrified, and didn't dare to stay here any longer, so she turned around and went to work in the kitchen.

Mo Qing didn't get angry, and pointed at the armrest of the sofa, "Did Mo Siting do what you said?"

Qiao Zhinuan was taken aback.

"Did he do it when he first started chasing you last year?" Mo Qing laughed sarcastically, "Didn't he tease you preconceivedly, he couldn't do it himself, and he used his own son as a pawn, so he took it one step at a time Are you forced to submit?"

Qiao Zhinuan shuddered all over.

Mo Qing sneered and said: "If you talk about self-cultivation now, then I just learned a little bit from him. Now you call me a pervert and a hooligan, aren't you scolding him in disguise?"

Qiao Zhinuan was completely stunned.

She couldn't see it with her eyes, but the figure of that person could appear in her mind.

From the very beginning, it was indeed that he entered her life forcefully, and came to her side step by step, half seductive, half threatening.

And the little bun...

It was indeed the initial bond between her and him.

She likes Xiao Baozi, and treats Xiao Baozi as if she were a child she has never met, thus shortening the distance between her and Xiao Baozi's single father.

but……

Mo Qing said: "You are just cleaning up for him now. It is obviously the same way, but you treat him differently. Zhi Nuan, you feel your own heart, and you should think about it seriously."

Qiao Zhinuan was in a mess.

Feng Qiqi walked over from the kitchen with dinner.

Mo Qing unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, glanced at the incoming call on the phone screen, "help Miss Qiao to eat."

He took his mobile phone and went to the balcony to answer the call.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't have much appetite, so she ate whatever Feng Qiqi put on her plate.

Is it really like what Mo Qing said?
It was as if some insects were biting her heart, even though she had broken up with Mo Siting, she didn't want to let others slander this relationship.

She put all her heart and soul into it, but she got such an evaluation. This made her feel very tormented, and she couldn't help but have doubts.

After dinner, she sat alone at the table, motionless.

Mo Qing came down from upstairs and changed into smoke-gray home clothes. From a long distance, he saw Qiao Zhinuan still sitting on the chair.

He walked over slowly and leaned over the chair behind her.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qiao Zhinuan stood up abruptly, and the chair slid on the ground with a piercing sound.

She "looked" in Mo Qing's direction with shortness of breath, "Mo Siting is different from you."

"It's not like you said, I was forced to fall in love with him because of his pressing every step of the way. Maybe it was because of his contact with me at first, but at work, because I was treated differently, he He will help me in private, respect my decision, will help me silently behind my back, will appear by my side when I am in danger, and he has saved me many times."

"Mo Siting is a very responsible man. I will fall in love with him, not just because of what you said, but because of the frankness of the two in the emotional world."

She remembered that when she misunderstood the relationship between Mo Siting and Shen Hanjing, it wasn't because Mo Siting didn't explain it, but because he didn't know and didn't notice it.

During the time he was with her, he would bring Xiao Mo to create an artificial snowfall for her during the Chinese New Year.

She said that if she wants to eat seafood, she can drive her for a few hours, just to go to the beach to eat a very fresh seafood meal.

"However, you also dislike his dominance and don't give you freedom, don't you?" Mo Qing said lightly.

Qiao Zhinuan was silent.

indeed.

Moreover, this was the rift in the relationship between her and Mo Siting.

The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and before it could be mended, Lin Tian's appearance as a fiancée and Mo Siting's sudden change of heart became the last straw that broke her down.

"Why aren't you talking?" Mo Qing asked.

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her thin lips into a straight line, "No matter what I do, this is my own business and has nothing to do with you."

"No, from now on, you can only be related to me."

Mo Qing's very firm and confident words made Qiao Zhi Nuan's heart startled, "What do you mean by that?"

"In this world, there is no such person as Qiao Zhinuan anymore."

Qiao Zhinuan's mind went blank for a moment, humming as if an electric current passed through, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

She staggered and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

Unexpectedly, he rushed to nothing and fell to the ground.

She groped on the ground and found a pair of men's cotton slippers, then went up, grabbed his trouser legs, and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"You, what do you mean by what you just said? What do you mean there is no such person anymore."

Mo Qing squatted down, raised her chin, squinted his eyes and looked at her terrified eyes, her face that suddenly turned pale.

"Qiao Zhinuan is dead."

Qiao Zhinuan shook her head, "No, I'm fine now, you must be lying!"

Mo Qing pulled his arm to pull her up, but Qiao Zhinuan's legs were limp.

He simply bent down and hugged Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan struggled violently after realizing it, and slapped Mo Qing's side face with his waving hand.

Mo Qing's face suddenly darkened.

With a cold face, he threw Qiao Zhinuan onto the bed and pressed her arm, "You don't believe me, I'll show you."

Mo Qing clicked on a mobile phone recording.

"This is the Ancheng Evening News just half an hour ago."

[A piece of news is urgently reported. At about four o'clock in the morning this morning, a body bag was found in the lower reaches of the L River. It has been identified. It is Qiao, a third-year female student in University A. At about nine o'clock in the evening, He took a taxi with the license plate ending in XXXXX and was killed on the way.This is already the fourth incident of a young woman being victimized and mutilated. A task force has been set up to investigate. Single women must pay attention to safety when traveling...]

Qiao Zhinuan's mind was buzzing.

"...Who is this?"

Her voice trembled almost out of shape.

"The surname is Qiao, can't you think of who it is?"

Qiao Zhinuan never felt that the emptiness in the darkness would be so heavy.

She was completely wrapped and airtight, and the darkness turned into walls that could not be reserved in an instant. The walls cracked and collapsed, and a scaled monster ran out from the ruins, roaring towards she came running.

"Crazy, you are such a crazy! Perverted!"

Qiao Zhinuan yelled, "I'm still alive, I'm living well! You tell me to get out now! I want to get out!"

She got off the bed, unable to see with her eyes, waving her hands out of thin air in front of her.

With a bang, she bumped into the flower stand at the door.

The flower stands and vases used for decoration on the above all fell off the flower stands with clanging bells and fell into pieces.

She tripped on the thick cashmere carpet on the ground and fell to the ground suddenly, pressing her hands on the debris, and the soles of her bare feet on the ground were also pierced with broken glass.

Qiao Zhinuan raised her hand abruptly, gasping for breath in pain.

Mo Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and he strode over to hug Qiao Zhinuan, "Feng Qiqi, go get the medicine box!"

Feng Qiqi was still a little puzzled downstairs.

What's going on, it wasn't going well just now, but in a blink of an eye, the upstairs seemed to have turned over Wuzhi Mountain, and the noise was accompanied by the sound of falling things, one after another.

She hurriedly took the medicine box from the cabinet and ran upstairs in a hurry.

Seeing the mess on the ground, she froze for a moment.

The white cashmere carpet was stained with dots of red blood.

"Hurry up and bring it here."

Feng Qiqi hastily handed over the things in his hand.

Mo Qing said: "You hold her down."

"Yes."

Qiao Zhinuan finally knew how Luo Min felt.

If it is when people want to go crazy in their hearts, they will really ignore it and be forcibly suppressed. That kind of feeling is really worse than death.

Mo Qing first sterilized the tweezers with an alcohol swab, and then began to pick up the glass shards embedded in Qiao Zhinuan's palms and feet.

This kind of pain cut into a person's nerves at once.

Qiao Zhinuan was trembling in pain, bit her lips tightly, "Get out! I don't want you to touch me!"

She raised her foot and kicked it, and the man grabbed her ankle first.

Mo Qing deliberately disinfected her wounds with alcohol, and Qiao Zhinuan's lips were bleeding from his own bite.

With a slight movement in his heart, he applied anti-inflammatory powder, wrapped it with gauze, and signaled Feng Qiqi with his eyes, "Get out."

Feng Qiqi left in a hurry and closed the door by the way.

Qiao Zhinuan hugged her legs and huddled in the corner of the wall, the feeling of helplessness and shock gradually swallowed her up bit by bit, and tears flowed from her empty, unfocused eyes.

Mo Qing frowned, and gently scraped off her cheeks with his fingers.

"Don't cry."

Qiao Zhinuan sarcastically gave a sharp laugh, "You control my freedom, you control my life and death, and you control whether I cry or laugh?"