Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

The back of Xia Bai'an's neck was slightly cold.

But this matter, it is impossible to take a step back.

Enduring the discomfort in the back of his neck, Xia Baian asked Mo Che back: "I have already agreed, if I refuse the prime minister at this time, if the prime minister is upset, the matter of Ao Pingchuan and Lin Qingya cannot be resolved, Ao Pingchuan will expose your old background .”

"For those refugees you don't know, you actually threatened me?"

"I'm clearly speaking in a down-to-earth manner, so I'm not threatening you." Xia Bai'an frowned, feeling the pain in the back of his neck start to flood again.

This man, if he disagreed with him, he would turn black.

But if he backed down a step today, wouldn't he be shackled by others in everything he did in the future.

This rule cannot be left behind.

Mo Che's face was so dark that water dripped out: "Ao Pingchuan's affairs are fine, you are not allowed to ignore your own safety."

"Even if there is no matter about Ao Pingchuan, since I have agreed to the Prime Minister, it is absolutely impossible to change the answer."

"Stubborn." Mo Che said coldly.

"Each each other."

Xia Bai'an completely lost interest in eating, especially the pain in the back of her neck hit her like a tide, and her eyes were blackened, so she simply got up and walked outside, went to the wing room, carried her bed to the other side of the main house In a room, locked, lie down.

Mo Che stared at her back, almost peeling off a layer of skin with his eyes.

What a Xia Bai'an, he refuses to look back no matter what.

He raised his hand to caress his aching chest, knowing that the only remaining Yunhua powder started to torture him again, instead he didn't feel annoyed, and even felt that the pain came just right.

At least, it can stop his urge to lock people in the house immediately.

He was obviously thinking about Xia Bai'an's safety.

If Ao Pingchuan's business cannot be done, he is really ready to reveal his secret. It is just a matter of taking a life away at night, but there is one less chance for an alliance, but this capital is full of opportunities, ambitions and calculations everywhere. can be used.

Where does she need to be a mere woman to stand up for herself.

Don't even care about your own safety!

A storm was brewing in Mo Che's eyes, and his fingertips were ready to move. He just wanted to lock her right now, and trap her in a carefree golden cage. It would be best if she could always accept his manipulations, don't have to resist, and just enjoy safety and happiness.

Available in the deepest of these dirty thoughts.

There was still a voice whispering rebuttals.

"In the golden cage, she is no longer her."

There seemed to be two forces in Mo Che's heart that were torn apart. After a long time, he just stood up slowly, stepped into his room with a sullen face, locked the lock, and didn't care about worldly affairs.

The air pressure on the table dissipated without a trace.

The three children looked at each other in blank dismay. Before they could figure out what happened, why did the parents start arguing?

Mo Qian explained it to his younger siblings with a sullen face, and finally just sighed: "Actually, Dad is worried about something happening to Mom, and Mom wants to help Dad. Both of them are kind, so why did they quarrel?"

"I'm going to ask my mother."

Mo Xue was the first to jump off the table, fearing that Xia Bai'an might not be full, so she went with the food.

Mo Yu didn't dare to look for Mo Che, so he could only stare at Mo Qian and his brothers.

Here, Mo Xue ran to Xia Bai'an's door in a hurry, yelled a few times, and said a few pitiful words, such as the food is too hot to hold, and then coaxed Xia Bai'an to open the door, his face turned pale look at her.

"You're just a clever little ghost." Xia Bai'an flicked her forehead helplessly.

After eating for a long time, the food can be hot to be a ghost.

Mo Xue covered her forehead with only one hand, and hurriedly squeezed into the room, thinking, mother knows that she is lying, so she still indulges herself.

Xia Bai'an closed the door again, and lay back on the bed with some exhaustion, feeling that the pain in the back of his neck was still continuing.

The narrow-minded man on the opposite side must still be talking about himself.

What machismo, do you still want to control your own life!

Xia Bai'an thought angrily, vented his anger on his pillow like Mo Che, and kneaded it like dough. Mo Xue saw it and felt pain for his father, so he hurried forward and grabbed Xia Bai'an's wrist: "Mother, Daddy is just worried about you."

"He might as well worry about himself!"

Xia Bai'an spoke angrily.

The death flag is not stuck in her head.

The progress of the villain's blackening is also not on her body.

Moreover, now that he has given up the opportunity to make friends with the prime minister's mansion, how much will Mo Che have to pay in the future, and how many detours will he take to climb up?

The more detours he takes, the more likely he will be blackened.

Xia Bai'an doesn't believe in the nonsense that hard work makes people grow. Suffering is a reality that cannot be whitewashed. The mountain of suffering will only make Mo Che blacken faster, make him lose his principles, kindness and recognition of others, and eventually turn into a Acting as a ghost, demanding debts from the people in the mountains, seas and rivers, demanding debts that have not been fair!

There may be flowers blooming in the suffering, but suffering everywhere is clearly withered after the disaster, turning into nutrients to support the rare flowers.

She didn't want Mo Che to become a part of those calamities, and he could only become the nourishment of the hero and heroine in the end.

But Mo Che didn't understand!

I even felt like I was threatening him!

"Bastard Mo Che..." Xia Bai'an couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Mo Xue leaned against the bed, sighed in a low voice, and slipped into Xia Bai'an's arms to flatter her. Seeing her complexion, she pushed her onto the bed twice: "Xue'er is sleepy, mother How about taking a nap with Xueer?"

Xia Bai'an originally wanted to lose her temper, but seeing her daughter's white and tender face, she had no choice but to temporarily suppress the anger in her heart, and the pain in the back of her neck was too unbearable, so she still hugged Mo Xue and decided to sleep to relieve her worries.

At dinner time, Mo Xue, who couldn't sleep, sneaked away again, and she still didn't forget to knock on Mo Che's door before leaving.

"Father, mother also cares about you, father doesn't want to be angry with mother."

After she finished saying this sentence, she ran out again with her shoes drooping. Mo Qianti slipped back after just two steps. Under the threat of her brother, she added in a low voice to the door, "Mother's door is also open. Lock me and take it away."

Mo Qian nodded to her.

Then Mo Xue went to remove the lock, and followed Mo Qian out: "Brother, I didn't expect you to be so close to daddy, you didn't even see mother's face turned pale, and you were so angry by daddy. You still insist on me Leave the back door for Daddy."

Mo Qian sighed: "You are still young, so you don't understand the difficulties of women in this world. I am also worried about what will happen if my mother goes out to treat refugees."

"It's not good to be a woman." Mo Xue kicked the pebbles beside the flowers, "Why can you do whatever you want, father and brother, and do whatever you want, but mother can't?"

After listening for a long time, Mo Qian met his younger sister's bright eyes and couldn't tell why.

"Maybe it's because this world has always been like this. We also feel that this is right. Who would stop to think about the reason?"