Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mo Siting listened silently, and let out a hum.

Lin Qiao was indeed extremely wronged, her voice was a little hoarse, she curled up in Mo Siting's arms and fell asleep slowly.

She said that Mo Siting was a sleeping pill to her.

Whether it's insomnia or mental stress, as long as Mo Si Ting is by her side, she won't have any troubles and can sleep peacefully without dreams.

When Lin Qiao fell asleep soundly, Mo Siting put Lin Qiao on the bed, went to the bathroom and twisted a wet hot towel, wiped the tears on Lin Qiao's face, turned off the lamp and went out.

Mo Siting walked to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine.

When there is no smoke, it is inevitable to want to drink.

Mo Si Ting picked out a bottle of stronger whiskey, took out a tall wine glass and poured a glass.

His eyes are far away, falling on the dark blue glass.

On Lin Qiao's birthday, he had already booked a plane ticket.

However, at that moment, he received a call from Mo Yan.

Mo Yan said, "Si Ting, tell me the truth, is the girl you brought with you still a high school student?"

Mo Siting's eyes froze.

He has been deliberately concealing Lin Qiao's identity, but he doesn't want people from the Mo family to know.

"How did you know?"

When Mo Yan heard what Mo Siting said, he slapped his thigh, "You are so confused! You are going to come back to our Mo family. Uncle has such a big fortune in his hands, and there is no other heir. You know that the Mo family's entanglement wants to Adopt your own son, you are causing such a scandal right now..."

"What's wrong?" Mo Siting said, "She's a student, but I can wait."

"Wait! Don't be crazy about love, okay? If you really go back to the Mo family, you might marry such a powerless wild girl? They are looking at the young lady of the Lin family."

"Then I won't go back."

"Are you speaking out of anger? Then you don't want the Mo family's industry?"

"Well, no more, I'll see you off."

"..."

Mo Yan rubbed his eyebrows, "You can be so stubborn, anyway, uncles and aunts know Lin Qiao's existence, if they find someone to come over as a lobbyist, I can't stop..."

"They dare!"

With such a sound, Mo Yan yelled so much that the phone was moved a few centimeters away.

Mo Yan said: "Yes, I don't dare, it's your own father who dares, and your uncle is already old, just you, a son of blood, your father can do anything for you, your current Everything is given to you by your own father, and it is all given to you by the Mo family. Regardless of how smooth you can be in the lone wolf, apart from your own physical fitness, the help of the Mo family is indispensable. You want to be with you Daddy, you have no chance of winning, and you have to hook up with an innocent girl."

Mo Yan's phone call woke up Mo Siting.

After hanging up Mo Yan's phone call, Mo Siting fell into silence for a long time.

Although he really didn't want to admit it, Mo Yan was right, everything he has now was given by the Mo family.

Now that he has left the Mo family, he simply has only a surname like Mo left, no relationship, no money and no power.

Mo Siting calmed down.

Adjutant Bai parked the car and came up to call Mo Siting, "Instructor, the car is ready, let's go."

"not going."

"what?"

Mo Siting put the suitcase back at the foot of the bed, "I'm not going back, there is a special training two days ago, register for me."

Adjutant Bai: "Ah? Why don't you go back and celebrate Miss Lin's birthday?"

"Not going back."

Mo Siting had to temporarily trap himself in an environment without Lin Qiao.

Once he goes back, all decisions will be influenced by Lin Qiao.

He gave himself a week.

However, when a week came, he relaxed the time limit to one month.

When one month came, he extended the time limit to two months.

Two months, three months, four months...

Mo Siting desperately wanted to make himself forget, but...

Until he heard Li Yufeng's message, his mind went blank, but his body reacted before his body.

He went downstairs, got in the car, started the car, and returned to Los Angeles along the way.

Along the way, even at school, when Li Yufeng and the dean were solving the matter, Mo Siting seemed to be an unreal self.

No matter what you say or what you do, they are all empty and untouchable.

Until now, when he came to Lin Qiao and she was lying in his arms, he felt himself alive again.

Mo Siting drank the whiskey in the glass, put it on the wine table, and stood up.

This is real.

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Lin Qiao opened his eyes in the morning, stared at the ceiling above his head, and suddenly fell into a trance for a moment.

She had a dream.

She dreamed that Mo Siting was back.

Lin Qiao got up suddenly, jumped off the bed, ran out without even putting on her shoes, "Mo Siting!"

She smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen.

Lin Qiao ran over, and she saw the man standing in front of the cooking counter.

It's really him!

She hugged the man's muscular waist from behind and stuck it on his back vest.

Mo Siting stirred the porridge with a spoon, "I made porridge with preserved egg and lean meat for you, have you washed it yet?"

When he turned around, he saw Lin Qiao's bare feet stepping on the ground, and frowned, "Get out of bed and don't wear shoes? You still don't remember the last time you suffered from dysmenorrhea?"

Mo Siting immediately picked Lin Qiao up and put her on the bed, "Come down and put on your shoes."

Last time, when Lin Qiao was suffering from dysmenorrhea, she sent a message to Mo Siting, and what she said was like a farewell message, which was very tragic.

Mo Siting wasn't there at the time, and he didn't see Lin Qiao's news that night until his training was over, so he hurriedly called Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao said, "I took a painkiller and it's much better."

Mo Siting immediately began to find out how to relieve Lin Qiao's dysmenorrhea, bought a foot bath kit, brown sugar ginger tea, and prohibited her from taking painkillers without permission.

Lin Qiao chuckled, as if he was stupid.

She was washing up in the bathroom, and when she was halfway through brushing her teeth, she ran out quickly and looked at the man in the kitchen again, as if she was afraid that he would fly away.

Mo Siting put the dinner on the table and set it up, "Come and eat."

Lin Qiao ran over obediently, without taking her eyes off Mo Siting, and burned her mouth while eating the porridge.

"Drink slowly, it's still hot."

Lin Qiao raised her hand and squeezed Mo Siting's arm, then ate contentedly.

Mo Siting raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qiao giggled, "Make sure you are still there."

Mo Siting shook his head, "You should pinch, pinch to see if it hurts."

Lin Qiao hummed and pinched himself, "It hurts!"

"Why are you pinching yourself?" Mo Siting hurriedly pulled Lin Qiao's hand away, and saw a finger print on his arm, "I asked you to pinch me."

Lin Qiao giggled, "I'm not willing to pinch you."