The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

How beautiful it was before, how miserable it is now.

Mo Jingchen couldn't figure out why Li Fei'er, who was so gentle and understanding before, would become like this now.

She is simply a jealous woman with no sense at all.

In comparison, Mu Qingge can be said to be very gentle, and Mo Jingchen couldn't help but think of her beauty.

By accident, he went to the house where Mu Qingge was.

That's right, he was the one who took Mu Qingge away and put her in an apartment under his name, an apartment that Li Fei'er didn't know about.

It was already late at night, and there was no cloud or moon in the night, only sporadic stars.

"Bang—" There was a sudden knock on the door.

Mu Qingge was terrified, sat up from the bed, and looked at the door vigilantly.

"Qingge..." Mo Jingchen staggered in, still muttering Mu Qingge's name.

The door is open!
Mu Qingge suddenly realized that the door of the room was only closed, not locked.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, obviously coming straight for her.

In desperation, she hurried to lock the door, but before reaching the door, the door suddenly opened, and then a foot squeezed in.

Mu Qingge took a step back in fright, and hid in the place farthest from him.

"Mu Qingge..." Mo Jingchen murmured, his eyes lit up when he saw Mu Qingge's figure, and his figure swayed even more.

"Don't come here!" Mu Qingge screamed.

From the moment Mo Jingchen entered the room, she could smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

"Qing Ge, come back, come back, okay?" Mo Jingchen's eyes were blurred, probably because he uttered the truth after drinking, and he stopped obediently when he heard her words.

"Come back? Where are you going?" Mu Qingge sneered.

"Come back to me and be my Mrs. Mo." Mo Jingchen looked into Mu Qingge's eyes affectionately.

Mu Qingge had never heard him say this before, but now that she had decided to forget about this relationship, she heard this sentence out of the blue.

This can't help but make people feel extremely ironic.

"I don't want it, we're done, we have nothing to do with each other!" Mu Qingge said firmly.

"No, it's impossible, Qing Ge, I'm back, I'm back, didn't you always want to consummate the house with me? I'm here to make it up to you..."

Mo Jingchen murmured, his movements were not slow at all, and he rushed towards Mu Qingge.

She was already in the corner of the wall before, but now she had nowhere to escape, and was pressed against the wall by Mo Jingchen, and his head was noisily arched against Mu Qingge's neck.

The strange touch and the pungent smell of alcohol made Mu Qingge feel very sick.

"Go away!" She kept struggling, but it didn't help.

A man's strength is inherently stronger than a woman's, not to mention that Mo Jingchen has no reason to speak of after drinking.

"Tear—" Mu Qingge's fine clothes were torn apart, revealing snow white.

Tears rolled in her eyes, her struggle became weaker and her heart was full of despair.

"Bang." There was a sound of a blunt weapon being struck, and then Mu Qingge felt Mo Jingchen fall softly, and then saw Gu Xiuye.

The moment she saw him, Mu Qingge's whole body relaxed, her legs went limp, and tears had already soaked her cheeks.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gu Xiuye ​​took off his suit jacket, wrapped Mu Qingge in his arms, and comforted her softly.

Despite this, Mu Qingge's body was still trembling, his face was pale, and he was terribly frightened.

Gu Xiuye ​​took her back directly, and after leaving that place, Mu Qingge's body temperature gradually warmed up, and she didn't feel so scared anymore.

"You wouldn't give him to..." Before Mu Qingge left, he saw Mo Jingchen lying on the ground with his eyes closed and unconscious.

"He's fine, he'll faint for a while at most." Gu Xiuye ​​drove the car, and after mentioning Mo Jingchen, his expression became extremely unhappy, "How dare he hurt you! I should have beaten him to death just now! "

"Murder is punishable by imprisonment, it's not worth it for such a scumbag." Mu Qingge shrugged as he wrapped his coat around his body.

Gu Xiuye ​​noticed her move, turned up the air conditioner in the car, and stopped talking about Mo Jingchen.

When the tense nerves are relaxed, people will feel sleepy.

Before she knew it, Mu Qingge had fallen asleep in the passenger seat, but even when she fell asleep, her brows were furrowed, as if she had dreamed of something very unpleasant.

Gu Xiuye ​​looked at her, his eyes became dark and deep.

Mo Jingchen is dead!
Arriving at the downstairs of Mu Qingge's apartment, Gu Xiuye ​​weighed it for a while, and decided to carry her into the apartment.

Miraculously, as soon as Mu Qingge approached Gu Xiuye's arms, her brows relaxed.

Seeing Mu Qingge nestled in his arms, Gu Xiuye's heart softened.

On the second day, when Mu Qingge woke up and saw the sunlight leaning in from the window, he suddenly had a very unreal feeling.

At this time, Xu Xiaoran came in. Seeing Mu Qingge wake up, she hurried forward, "How do you feel now? Is there any discomfort?"

Mu Qingge half sat up and shook his head.

Seeing her frightened and weak look, Xu Xiaoran was so angry that she slammed the bed, "This Mo Jingchen really has the guts of a bear, see if I don't go and beat him up!"

"No, don't go." Mu Qingge stopped her, "I don't want to have anything to do with him, and I don't want to hear his name again."

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Mu Qingge was afraid for a while, if, if Gu Xiuye ​​didn't arrive in time, she...

"That can't be cheap for him! Gu Xiuye ​​said that he will teach him a good lesson." Speaking of Gu Xiuye, Xu Xiaoran looked at Mu Qingge, "He sent you back last night, you have to thank him well. "

Needless to say, Xu Xiaoran, Mu Qingge also knew to thank Gu Xiuye ​​well.

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Mo Jingchen didn't return all night again, and Li Fei'er gritted her silver teeth with hatred. Could it be true that he tied Mu Qingge as Xu Xiaoran said?
Just as she was thinking, there was a sound from the entrance, Li Fei'er swallowed her grievances, and went to the door with a smile.

She already felt that Mo Jingchen was bored with her, and she couldn't let him go on like this.

As expected, it was Mo Jingchen who came back.

He looked decadent, disheveled, with short stubble and a strong smell of alcohol.

Most importantly, his head was covered with blood, running from forehead to chin.

Li Fei'er hurried forward and supported Mo Jingchen: "What's wrong with you? Did you go to fight with someone else?"

"Go away, what are you?" Mo Jingchen pushed her away, muttering, "Where is Qing Ge? Where did Qing Ge go?"