Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Her eyes are the most beautiful.

The most agile.

When staring at you, that is very serious gaze, so serious that you will think that the world she is looking at is only you.

But now it is empty and empty, "looking" at him, it seems to be "looking" at the white wall behind him.

Mo Qing covered her eyes with his hand, turned off the wall lamp, and the room was plunged into darkness. It seemed that he would not be disturbed by such a pair of eyes, such innocent and clear eyes.

Qiao Zhinuan was held in his arms, and she bit his shoulder hard.

The man in front of him snorted.

Qiao Zhinuan tasted the rust in his mouth, and after biting for a long time, he let go of his lips and teeth.

"Relieved?" The man's voice came from the chest.

Qiao Zhinuan suddenly burst into tears.

One night, her emotions were really ups and downs. At this moment, she only felt that sadness was entangled in her body and heart like tarsal maggots.

"Woooooo... bastard! Pervert! Hooligan!"

She was crying sobbing.

Mo Qing's hand caressed her back gently, once and for all.

"Don't cry, huh? I'll be with you from now on, okay? I won't abandon you, you only have me."

Qiao Zhinuan cried and fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she opened her eyes, but it was still pitch black.

In my mind, there is a question.

She obviously didn't want to sleep before falling asleep.

Her nerve lines are very tight, and the injuries on her hands and feet are also very painful.

But, to her surprise, she fell asleep again.

Just like last night.

It was clearly in an unfamiliar environment, being hugged forcefully by a strange man, but still fell asleep.

This feeling that could soothe her nerves and make her fall asleep quickly, Qiao Zhinuan thought of Mo Siting.

Mo Siting would appear several times when she was in danger, the sense of security brought from the bottom of his heart was unmatched by anyone.

Qiao Zhinuan also had a period of insomnia and dreaminess, even constant nightmares.

When she woke up, she could see Mo Siting by her side, with his arms around her, so she could quickly fall asleep without a dream.

She once jokingly told Lu Li that his physique was so good that he didn't even need to take sleeping pills...

Wait, sleeping pills.

She didn't believe that a strange man would give her the feeling of Mo Siting.

She got up directly and was about to get out of bed after throwing off the quilt.

"what……"

The pain in the soles of her feet caused her to stagger two steps forward, almost kneeling on the ground, but a pair of arms helped her up first.

"Who told you to get out of bed, the wound on the sole of your foot hasn't healed yet."

A voice rang in my ear.

Qiao Zhinuan's heart suddenly beat several times.

this voice...

"Feng Qiqi, bring in the medicine box."

When the voice sounded again, Qiao Zhinuan's heart suddenly turned cold.

This is Mo Qing.

Why did she think it was Mo Siting for a split second?

She is really in a daze!

She held back a few times before reaching out to push the man away.

He was light when he helped her with the wound.

Qiao Zhinuan frowned, "When will my eyes heal?"

Mo Qing stopped what he was doing and looked at her, "You can't see anymore."

"I do not believe."

Qiao Zhinuan was very calm about this.

Her eyesight has always been good, and she has not had any hidden diseases when she went for an examination.

"You don't want me to see it because you are ugly?"

Mo Qing gave a low laugh.

I have to admit that although he is a pervert, his voice is particularly nice, slightly deeper than Mo Siting's, and it is very similar when he laughs.

It's a pity that although Mo Siting is possessive, he is not as perverted as this man.

"People are born from their hearts. If you have such a black heart, you must look very vulgar, ugly, and wretched."

Feng Qiqi, who had just brought breakfast up, suspected that she had heard it wrong when she heard it.

Mo Qing tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You want to know what I look like?" He took her hand and put it on his face, "You'll know if you touch it."

Qiao Zhinuan curled her fingers.

She resisted the urge to slap this face away, and touched his face.

From the deep eye sockets, to the high nose bridge, to the thin lips.

When Qiao Zhinuan withdrew his hand, he suddenly touched a hard object on his ear.

Like studs?

There seems to be something wrong.

Earrings...

In her mind, a bright light flashed like lightning and flint.

She froze for a moment, then raised her hand to touch it again, but the man grabbed her wrist.

"Addicted?"

Qiao Zhinuan ruthlessly broke away from the man's hand.

Mo Qing pressed the gauze in her palm, Qiao Zhinuan let out a soft snort in pain, and heard the man jokingly say, "Maybe you touch my face, but I'm not allowed to do it?"

Qiao Zhinuan felt that this person's tone of voice was very lacking.

If you owe it, you want her to give her a slap.

"abnormal!"

"Hehe, you're really treating them differently," Mo Qing said, "I'm a pervert for saying that, and Mo Siting is a male god?"

"I like him, he is my male god, I like everything I do," Qiao Zhinuan said, "but I hate you, I hate everything you do, you'd better get rid of all the sharp things in this villa now." Hide everything and throw it out, or I may stab you to death with a knife at some point!"

As soon as Feng Qiqi walked outside the door, she was so frightened that she hurried downstairs to hide the knife.

Mo Qing stroked his chin.

"you will not."

"How do you know I can't? When a person is pushed to the extreme, anything is possible!"

"When you kill me, you kill the person you love the most. Are you willing?"

Qiao Zhinuan exaggeratedly rolled her eyes.

"Not only are you perverted and disgusting, but you are also a narcissist, a straight man with cancer, and all the shortcomings of men in this world are taken up by you alone!"

Qiao Zhinuan almost said all the bad words he could think of to express men, and it was only then that he realized that his words were poor.

Mo Qing suddenly approached her face, the distance between them was less than an inch.

Qiao Zhinuan held his breath and leaned back.

"This is just Mo Siting's shortcoming, which has been magnified without limit."

"You...don't always put gold on your own face, why do you always compare with him? He is him, you are you, even if his shortcomings are magnified a hundred times, I still like him!"

She didn't think about it at this moment.

It was only later that he really understood the meaning of Mo Qing's words.

Mo Qing didn't speak for a while.

In the quiet atmosphere, she heard the buzzing of a mobile phone.

Mo Qing took out his phone and glanced at it.

It's Lu Bei's call.

He got up, bent one leg to press on the head of the bed, rubbed her head, and lowered his head to kiss her side face.

"The more you try to piss me off, the more I like you."

She seemed to have heard him sigh softly, "What should I do, I'm more and more interested in you."

Qiao Zhi was trembling from the heater, he grabbed something on the bedside table, raised his hand and threw it out.

The bedside lamp hit the wall and shattered instantly.

Feng Qiqi stood at the stairs in fear, saw Mo Qing coming out, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Sir, are you going out?"

"Well, take good care of her."

"Yes."

Feng Qiqi scratched her head.

Yesterday, my husband ordered me to take good care of Ms. Qiao, but today I changed it to take good care of her.

Men are all shaking M, obviously Miss Qiao is much more fierce than yesterday.

When Mo Qing went downstairs, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he stroked the earring on his right ear with his fingers.

It seemed that even he himself didn't notice this subtle change in expression.

…………

Song Lingxue had been waiting at the door of the CEO's office for nearly an hour.

She also gradually became a little impatient. The employees passing by all looked in this direction, and she even heard whispers.

"What do you think she's here for?"

"I've been waiting for almost an hour!"

"It's probably because he wants to impress President Mo, so that he can abandon Miss Lin and fall in love with her."

Song Lingxue squeezed the glass in her hand, really wanted to throw the quilt off, but she still kept smiling.

"Assistant Lu."

Lu Bei walked over with a smile, "Miss Song?"

"Have you called Brother Mo?"

"Called, Mr. Mo has something to do, he said he will be there soon."

"It's been an hour now, and it hasn't arrived yet!" Song Lingxue complained dissatisfied.

Lu Bei looked sorry.

"Miss Song, I'm just a small special assistant. I've already passed on the word, but how the big boss operates is beyond my control."

"you……"

Song Lingxue put the phone on the table full of anger, and set a countdown.

"I'm counting down and waiting for another 10 minutes. If he doesn't come, I'll leave!"

Lu Bei smiled all over his face: "Okay."

Song Lingxue: "..."

Lu Bei: "If Miss Song has nothing to do, I'll leave first."

Song Lingxue stared at Lu Bei, "Assistant Lu, what's your attitude?!"

Lu Bei turned around suspiciously, "Miss Song, are you dissatisfied with my attitude? Then I'll call another secretary to entertain you."

"no need!"

Song Lingxue looked at the back of Lu Bei leaving, and resentfully adjusted the countdown on the phone to 10 minutes.

I used to think that Qiao Zhinuan was a powerful character, but now it seems that Qiao Zhinuan's best friend Lin Tian is not a fuel-efficient lamp!

No wonder they used to have a good relationship and were girlfriends, they were all the same!
Song Lingxue saw that the countdown on the phone was gradually approaching zero.

She bit her lip, should she just leave now?

I have been waiting for an hour, if I leave now, doesn't it mean that the previous hour of waiting is all in vain!

At this moment, Song Lingxue heard a voice saying hello outside.

"Hello, President Mo."

Song Lingxue stood up from the chair and rushed out the door.

She looked at Mo Siting's back, and as soon as she entered the office, she hurriedly chased him, and even pretended to sprain at the door.

"Ouch."

The high heels on her feet were askew.

Lu Bei hurriedly supported Song Lingxue, "Miss Song, you must be careful, if you sprain your ankle, didn't you say that there will be a movie with a salary of [-] million yuan to find you tonight?"