Zhang Xuejiao was so angry that she wanted to kill someone, she completely hated Yang Yuxi in her heart.

On the other side, Zhang Wen left the hotel with Yang Yuxi, and when she walked outside the hotel gate, Jing Mochen's car was already waiting for her there.

Yang Yuxi glanced at Zhang Wen unhappily.

Zhang Wen didn't change her face, "Mr. Jing heard that you were being bullied, and he was very worried, so he drove over immediately."

"Yuxi, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early."

After speaking, she pushed Yang Yuxi into the car involuntarily.

Looking at the clear fingerprints on her face, Jing Mochen felt distressed suddenly.

His warm palm wanted to touch her face, but she turned her head and missed.

"Does it hurt?"

Yang Yuxi looked straight ahead and said calmly, "It hurt a lot when I was beaten, but it doesn't hurt much now."

There was a bitter chill in Jing Mochen's eyes.

"That woman Zhang Xuejiao is really getting more and more arrogant. I will definitely teach her a lesson."

He wished he could hold his beloved wife in his palm, how could he be bullied like this.

Yang Yuxi hurriedly stopped, "Forget it, it was a misunderstanding, not to mention she has already apologized to me."

Deep exhaustion appeared on her face, "Please take me back to my mother's house, I want to sleep."

After speaking, she closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair for a nap, and fell asleep without knowing it.

Jing Mochen didn't follow her advice, but directly drove the car to the villa where the two lived after they got married.

When Yang Yuxi was carried out of the car by Jing Mochen, she woke up faintly.

Seeing the surrounding environment, her mood became very bad again.

"What did you bring me here for? Didn't I ask you to take me back to my mother's house?"

She was so angry that she struggled to jump off Jing Mochen's body, but was held tightly by the man, unable to move at all.

"Jing Mochen, what do you bastard want to do?"

She kept beating Jing Mochen, the man didn't seem to feel it, he carried her all the way to the bedroom on the second floor, and gently put her on the bed.

The tall and straight body enveloped her, and the deep eyes looked at her intently, full of longing.

"Honey, I don't want to be separated from you. I love you very much and I don't want to be separated from you. I miss you so much these days."

With a sad tone, Yang Yuxi's heart trembled slightly.

Her nose was a little sour, and a soreness welled up in her heart.

"Jing Mochen, is it interesting for you to deceive yourself like this?"

Because she looks like Sun Manqi, because she gave this man completely.

But Sun Manqi had sex with other men, so even though he loved that woman deeply, he still felt that Sun Manqi's body was already dirty and was not good enough for him, right?

So what he loves in his heart is Sun Manqi, but he wants to have her complete body and bear him a child.

Such love is really selfish.

Jing Mochen forced her to look up at him, and said seriously, "I'm not deceiving myself, I really love you and want to spend my whole life with you."

Yang Yuxi panicked in her heart, and said loudly, "But I can't afford your love, and I don't want it."

"Can you let me go and stop pestering me? If you want a child, I'll give it to you! Can't I just give it to you after birth?"

"Don't use your selfishness to bind me for the rest of my life, I don't owe you anything."

She pushed Jing Mochen away, put on her shoes and planned to go back to her mother's old house.

Jing Mochen hugged her again, not letting her leave, "Honey, don't go, I really love you, I can't live without you."

Yang Yuxi has long been tired of this kind of marriage, and said numbly, "Let go of me. Jing Mochen, if you can't control the desire in your body, go find another woman."

"I will never complain. If you want to force me to be like you when I'm pregnant, don't even think about it!"

The corner of Jing Mochen's mouth turned bitter. Could it be that he is that kind of beast in her heart who can't control his lower body?

"It's very late at night, it's not safe for you to go back. Just stay here for one night, just one night, and I promise I won't do anything to you."

A sense of powerlessness surged in Yang Yuxi's heart, "Jing Mochen, why are you doing this? What can be changed by staying here for one night?"

However, no matter how determined she was to leave, Jing Mochen just locked the door behind his back to prevent her from going out.

Tired and sleepy, Yang Yuxi was so angry that he stopped fighting with him, lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

After she fell into a deep sleep, Jing Mochen gently went to bed and hugged her from behind.

The unique fragrance of her body lingered at the tip of his nose, hugging her soft body, his empty heart was finally satisfied.

Jing Mochen kissed her long hair greedily, his deep eyes were full of helplessness and pain.

"Yuxi, how can I walk into your heart thoroughly? How can you love me."

The woman in his arms breathed evenly and did not answer his question.

Yang Yuxi woke up slowly at seven o'clock the next morning, her body was still held in Jing Mochen's arms, her warm breath sprayed on her neck, causing her to tremble.

She turned her head and looked at Jing Mochen with complicated emotions. Even in his sleep, he was protecting her carefully, as if she was a rare treasure.

There was a self-deprecating arc on the corner of her mouth. If she hadn't been a stand-in, maybe she would have been moved to tears and moved by his pampering and thoughtfulness.

However, no if.

Her eyes turned cold, she took his hand away and sat up gently.

The slight movement woke up Jing Mochen who was still sleeping soundly.

Seeing his wife still sitting on the bed, a gentle and pampering smile appeared on his face.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Yang Yuxi didn't speak, and got out of bed wearing slippers.

Jing Mochen followed her side by step, his eyes were always glued to her body and he couldn't bear to take it off.

Finally, Yang Yuxi couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Can you stop looking at me all the time?"

Jing Mochen chuckled, hugged her directly in his arms, bowed his head and gave her a lingering kiss, which made her almost die before letting her go.

Yang Yuxi glared at him angrily, brushed his teeth and went downstairs.

The servant has already prepared a hearty and delicious breakfast, which Yang Yuxi likes to eat.

Wang Ma even said with a smile, "Madam, you are finally back. During these days, Mr. has lost his soul every day, not to mention how pitiful he is."

Yang Yuxi glanced at Jing Mochen with complicated eyes, Jing Mochen's ears were red, he coughed lightly, and looked away awkwardly.

"Let's eat, I'll drive you to the set later."

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