Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

When Qiao Zhinuan came out of the bathroom, she saw Mo Siting leaning on the sofa, playing with her phone.

She didn't care, anyway, the phone has a password lock, and he can't open it.

Qiao Zhinuan went to the side to get a hair dryer to dry her hair, glanced at the man, and saw the mobile phone in the man's hand, and the screen turned out to be the main page.

She blinked in surprise, then took another look.

She dropped the hair dryer in her hand and walked towards the man, about to snatch the mobile phone from his hand, "How did you know my password?"

Mo Siting raised his eyelids, turned his body to the side, and tripped over Qiao Zhinuan's knee.

The woman let out a hey, and lay down on the man's body.

She was only wearing a white loose nightgown, and her delicate body touched the man's hard chest, causing the ink in Mo Siting's pupils to twitch.

Qiao Zhinuan had already got her phone, and was about to get up while grabbing Mo Siting's chest in a hurry.

"Is there something shady in the phone, can't you see it?"

The man shackled her waist and stared into her eyes.

Qiao Zhinuan's posture was uncomfortable, and she twisted twice, feeling a little annoyed, "Then, can you tell me to read anything on your phone?"

Originally, things like mobile phones were not completely shareable even between couples.

Although she didn't have anything as shameful as what Mo Siting said, it was her own privacy and she didn't want others to go through it.

Unexpectedly, the man took the phone directly from under the coffee table and handed it to Qiao Zhinuan, "The password is your birthday, you can look it up as you like."

Qiao Zhinuan was taken aback.

She looked at the black man's mobile phone in the man's hand, pursed her lips, "I didn't say I wanted to see it."

"I read yours, and to be fair, you can read mine too."

Mo Siting seemed to see that her movements were too slow, so he directly entered the password and handed it to Qiao Zhinuan.

"Call logs or messages?"

Mo Siting took the initiative to open the address book and handed it to Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan's heart skipped a beat, remembering the voice of the woman who answered the phone and said that Mo Siting was in the bathroom.

She recalled the date and time and scrolled down the call log.

No.

I didn't have my own phone that day.

She frowned.

Mo Siting sniffed her ear, caught a glimpse of the date on the screen, and suddenly laughed, "You called me that day, but a woman answered the phone, right?"

Qiao Zhinuan avoided the soft breath he exhaled in her ear.

"That woman's name is Song Lingxue, the daughter of the chairman of the Song Corporation. She and my father are business partners and have a strong relationship, so sometimes I just turn a blind eye and don't treat her like Other women do that."

After Mo Siting explained a lot, Qiao Zhinuan lowered his head and murmured, "Why are you telling me this, I don't want to hear it either."

A deep voice leaked from the man's throat, "Really don't want to? Let me hear, how long have you held it in your heart..."

He put his ear on the woman's heart and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qiao Zhinuan's heart, which was still beating smoothly, suddenly started beating wildly, and she could feel the man's breath spraying on the skin of her bathrobe that was loosened due to pulling, "You get up first."

The man's hand was on her lips.

"Shh."

Qiao Zhinuan's body was stiff, and after an unknown period of time, she seemed to be put in the water and washed again.

Finally, the man raised his head, his brows and eyes curled up.

"One minute, 1 eight heartbeats."

"..."

Mo Siting held her face and kissed deeply, "Qiao Qiao, recognize your own heart, you have feelings for me."

Only then did Qiao Zhinuan recover, "You are not a rock, any man treats me like this, and my heart will beat faster."

Mo Siting's face, which was still sunny just now, suddenly darkened because of Qiao Zhinuan's words.

"Any man?"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't notice Mo Siting's expression, "That's right..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the man sealed his lips tightly.

The tip of her tongue stuck in, sucking recklessly and stirring her mouth, Qiao Zhinuan even felt the base of her tongue numb.

Mo Siting remembered the phone call just now.

The little nurse said "Miss Qiao's husband" inexplicably, and he realized that he couldn't control his anger. After three years, has there been any other men around her in these three years, has any other men touched her? She, he knows nothing.

Even thinking that this woman is married to someone else, he can't wait to integrate her into his flesh and blood.

His whole body was tense now, like an arrow ready to go.

The man's lips moved to the woman's collarbone, Qiao Zhinuan took a breath, felt the burning heat on her waist, and hurriedly pushed him, "No, don't be here."

Mo Siting turned over and pressed Qiao Zhinuan on the sofa.

The bathrobe on Qiao Zhinuan's body had been completely undone, revealing her fair skin. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the man's lips. He approached and rubbed her lips, "It's the same everywhere."

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After all, the width and length of the sofa were not enough, but the softness was enough. Qiao Zhinuan was stuck in the soft sofa, enduring the impact of the man.

Qiao Zhinuan refused at first, but then he completely aroused the little desire in his body.

The point he was grinding her was just not heavy, which made the woman burst into tears, hugging his back, calling for it over and over again.

"Call me brother."

Maybe men are a bit taboo in bed.

But Mo Siting didn't depend entirely on his own bad taste, but three years ago...

At that time, Qiao Zhinuan, who was still a girl, wore a loose school uniform, casually brushed the thick bangs covering her forehead, and reluctantly introduced to the head teacher: "This is my brother."

Three years later, he felt that, perhaps, nothing had changed.

When she woke up the next morning, she raised her hand to cover her forehead, remembering what happened last night, and felt hard to say for a while.

She was actually riding on Mo Siting's waist...

"woke up?"

The low and hoarse voice of the man beside him sounded, and Qiao Zhinuan shivered, pulling up the quilt on her body, "I don't want it anymore!"

Mo Siting pinched her cheek, "Go wash up, I've asked Lu Bei to bring breakfast over."

He wondered if he was being too cruel to this woman on the bed, but with her under him, it would be difficult for him to control the behemoth dormant in his body.

Qiao Zhinuan went to wash up, and took out her phone to check the time.

It was still early, so she was not in such a hurry.

Had breakfast with Mo Siting and went to work in the company.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Qiao Zhinuan had time to look through the records on the phone.

She suddenly found out that at [-]:[-] last night, a landline phone number starting with Ancheng District called.

Qiao Zhinuan had seen this call before, and in the call log, it was received eight months ago.

She was in a daze, and turned to Mo Siting, "Did you answer my call yesterday?"

"Ok?"

"Who called?"

In fact, Mo Siting could have completely deleted this call.

But he didn't bother to do that.

He has always been a handsome talent who strategizes, and she despises him for using these low-level tricks to consolidate his "competition for favor".

"It's a hospital."

Mo Siting's words confirmed Qiao Zhinuan's words.

She felt her breathing short of breath.

"say what?"

Her voice is a little low, because she screamed so much last night, her voice has a frosty texture, which is pleasant to hear.

"What do you want to hear?" The man turned his head to look at her.

The car window is half down, and the natural light from outside is projected in, with a half-lit halo, rendered in crimson.

"Is it news from Mo Yuanhang?"

Qiao Zhinuan squeezed her phone tightly.

"That's right," Mo Siting said with a pause, "The nurse called you last night and said he woke up."

Qiao Zhinuan took a few breaths.

"Stop, stop, I'm getting out of the car."

She recovered from the huge shock, and her first reaction was to yell to get out of the car.

Lu Bei glanced at the boss in the rearview mirror and continued driving at a constant speed according to the original route.

Mo Siting squinted his eyes and looked at Qiao Zhinuan's panic-stricken appearance, and suddenly felt that if something happened to him one day, she would be so panic-stricken?

Seeing that Mo Siting didn't intend to stop, Qiao Zhinuan also calmed down.

One night has passed, and there is no rush.

She leaned back on the seat in silence and looked out the window.

The car arrived at Tianhe Company according to the original established track. The car did not stop, so Qiao Zhinuan opened the door and got out of the car. He walked two steps forward and stopped a taxi.

Mo Siting's face instantly darkened.

Lu Bei didn't dare to say anything.

Men and women in love are really unpredictable, turning faces is faster than turning pages, and it was fine when I had breakfast just now.

"Follow."

Mo Siting's Adam's Apple moved up and down, and spit out two words.

Lu Bei started the car immediately, and followed not far behind the taxi.

There is no need to follow at all, just navigate to the Central Hospital directly.

Qiao Zhinuan hurriedly entered the inpatient department at the entrance of the hospital.

Although she hasn't been here for nearly half a year, she still clearly remembers Mo Yuanhang's ward.

She thought a lot along the way.

No matter what the reason for Mo Yuanhang's car accident, on the day of the wedding, there was always a heavy weight in her heart. Even if she was forced to sign the divorce agreement, her heart never relaxed.

In other people's mouth, she is the broom star who specializes in conquering the people closest to her.

Even her unmarried husband became a vegetable.

Qiao Zhinuan has endured a lot of gossip since she was a child, and she has long since wrapped a layer of copper and iron around her heart.

But, after all, it is a person's life.

Even passers-by might sigh, not to mention, she had accepted Mo Yuanhang's pursuit for half a year, and she had been mentally prepared to try to spend her life with this man.

She walked quickly and reached the door of the ward.

She pushed the door open, and there was no one there.