Master Mo's Flash Marriage Little Sweet Wife

When they arrived at Xiyuan, the two walked into the house one after the other.

Just walking into the bedroom, her waist tightened, and she was pulled into his arms by him, and his big palm was pressed against her skin, "Why did you accompany him to the hospital for infusion?"

Tang Zhiluo pursed his lips.

"Huh?" He tightened his grip on her waist, forcing her to look up at him.

Tang Zhiluo raised his head, touched his deep eyes, and sighed softly, "Let me go, talk carefully, and I will answer you well."

"Speak." He let go of her, but his eyes were still locked on her.

"On the road in the afternoon, I was almost hit by a car. Mo Beicheng rescued me, so I accompanied him to the doctor."

The gloom on his face receded a little, and he became worried, "Is there any injury?"

"I'm fine. It's Mo Beicheng who was injured." After finishing speaking, she whispered, "I'm going to take a shower."

Mo Xun looked at her deeply.

Tang Zhi fell into the bathroom and took a shower for 20 minutes.

When he came out, Mo Xun was standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette, his eyes were deep and complicated.

Tang Zhiluo ignored him, walked to the bed, pulled the quilt away and lay down.

Mo Xun turned his head, his handsome face was blurred by the smog, and she really went to sleep just like that.

I don't know what makes me feel uncomfortable, but it is very uncomfortable.

Finally, he put out the cigarette butt, turned and went to the bathroom.

Just when she was about to fall asleep in a daze, the slender arm behind her hugged her, and then that hand got into the hem of the skirt.

Tang Zhiluo was pleasantly surprised, and his tone was cold, "No, is that okay?"

"Too tired?" He kissed her temples with a light tone, "I'm thinking about it."

She seemed powerless and motionless.

Mo Xun kissed for a while, but still got no response, so he had nothing to say and asked her, "Do you like that wedding dress?"

"Whatever you like, as long as you like it." Tang Zhiluo's mentality was broken.

The bedroom was silent for several seconds.

"It's fine if I like it?" Mo Xun looked at her, "You wear the wedding dress and not me, so why should I like it?"

"It doesn't matter if you wear it or not." She said in a cool voice, "It's better not to wear it."

Mo Xun was silent for a while, his voice was slightly cold, "What do you mean? You don't want to have a wedding anymore?"

"It's best not to do it." She was afraid that this wedding would scar her for life.

Better not do it?

Mo Xun's gaze became cold, and he pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Are you still upset?"

Tang Zhiluo pulled his hand away, "Don't hug me, the weather is hot, I don't like to hug and sleep."

"Are you unhappy?" Mo Xun was very persistent on this question.

"No, I'm calm." She was indeed calm, and no longer questioned him angrily like before.

Maybe this is a sign of death.

From fierce quarrels to not wanting to quarrel.

My sister used to say that fierce quarrels are to solve problems, and not wanting to quarrel means not wanting to solve problems.

Tang Zhiluo is in a state of not wanting to solve the problem right now, she would rather this is a ticking time bomb, bury it, and blow it deeper.

"I'm asleep." Tang Zhiluo ignored his frighteningly cold gaze, turned around and fell asleep.

Mo Xun pulled her back, breathed heavily, and looked into her eyes, "Speak out if you are dissatisfied, don't keep silent like this."

"I'm not dissatisfied." She said coldly.

Mo Xun looked at her, his eyes darkened, and he leaned over to kiss her lips.

Tang Zhiluo avoided it.

He only kissed her face.

Mo Xun was stunned, did not speak, his eyes were heavy.

"Are you going to do it?" Tang Zhiluo suddenly said in the darkness.

Mo Xun looked down at her, "What do you mean?"

"You can do it, but you can't kiss." Tang Zhiluo spread out his body after finishing speaking, "Hurry up if you want to do it, I'm going to sleep when I'm done."

It was that perfunctory tone, as if dealing with him.

The haze in Mo Xun's eyes became heavier.

"If you really need this so much, I will satisfy you, and leave when you are satisfied. Don't force me to say anything. I am tired, and I don't want to listen to it, and I don't want to quarrel with you." She lay lifeless on the pillow, neither crying , and not angry, everything became very indifferent.

Hearing this, his eyes became a little more dangerous, "Do you think that's why I'm coaxing you?"

"Yeah." She smiled, her eyes were bleak, "From this moment on, I will do whatever you want me to do."

He pursed his lips.

Tang Zhiluo said again: "In the future, whoever you want to accompany or play with outside, I don't care about you. If you like to come back, come back, if you don't like to come back, don't come back, don't trouble me, just let me be quiet gone."

The more she spoke, the darker Mo Xun's face became, "Do you think I'm looking for trouble for you?"

"Obviously, yes." She said in a clear voice, "It's good to think about it. You get the married life you want, and I get the quietness I want. We live our own lives without any worries."

"You think this is still called husband and wife?" Mo Xun glared at her.

"What? How many couples out there are like this? If you don't love, you don't hate. If you don't hate, you don't complain. If you don't complain, you will be at peace. You won't have expectations, you won't be angry, you won't care, and you will become very Calm is peaceful."

"Is this what you want?" Mo Xun exerted great strength and squeezed her wrist so painfully.

Tang Zhiluo frowned in pain, and smiled, "Well, I want it."

"You don't mind if I go out to find a woman?" Mo Xun pulled the distance between them and stared at her.

Tang Zhiluo remembered that a long time ago, Mo Xun asked her the same question. At that time, in order not to hurt the person she loved, she said she was unwilling.

But now, Tang Zhiluo answered him with a smile, "I agree with you to look for it, as long as you are happy."

My heart became very stuffy.

Because of Tang Zhiluo's words, she said she agreed with him to find another woman.

He smiled sarcastically and left the bedroom.

Tang Zhiluo was lying on the bed alone, feeling depressed with nowhere to vent.

But she told herself, calm, calm, just think that she is going through calamity now, if she succeeds, she can get a divorce.

Although her proposal to Mobei City has wavered.

But she was afraid that Mo Beicheng would be dealt with by Mo Xun.

After much deliberation, she still felt that she would go on her own way first, and if she really couldn't get a divorce, she would just listen to Mo Beicheng.

Of course, she didn't want to harm Mo Beicheng.

Sleeping until midnight, Tang Zhiluo's phone kept vibrating.

She glanced at it, it was Mo Xun's call, Tang Zhiluo didn't want to answer it, so he ignored it.

But she ignored the phone and kept ringing.

Finally, on the 16th call, Tang Zhiluo couldn't bear it anymore and picked it up.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Mo Xun was drunk and asked her on the phone, "Do you know how many times I called you?"

Tang Zhiluo said, "I fell asleep."

"Then what if I have an accident?" Mo Xun's voice was deep.

Tang Zhiluo felt that he was drunk and drunk, and said with a sneer, "I'm too lazy to answer your boring questions. I'm tired and fell asleep."

"If I had an accident and died on the road, if I call you, will you not answer?" He asked relentlessly.

Tang Zhiluo was so annoyed that he replied directly, "Yes, I won't answer."

Mo Xun's heart was suffocated and he didn't speak.

"Can I sleep?" Tang Zhiluo asked.

"Go to sleep." There was no emotion in Mo Xun's voice.

Tang Zhiluo hung up the phone.

At midnight on the street, Mo Xun's car was rear-ended by someone, and the rear of the car was dented with a large area.

Mo Xun's arm was bruised, and his left hand was bloody and bloody, but it didn't affect his handsomeness at all, but his slightly pale face indicated that he was enduring the pain.

After the accident, he kept calling Tang Zhiluo, but she took 16 calls before answering.

After picking it up, what he said made his heart feel cold to the bone...

The next day.

Tang Zhiluo woke up with black hair falling on his back.

Mo Xun didn't come back last night.

Tang Zhiluo changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Mu Jiu talked to Sister Hua at home, "Sister Hua, cook some soup for President Mo and pack some clothes. President Mo is injured and needs to stay in the hospital for two days."

Hearing that Mo Xun was hospitalized, Tang Zhi's heart tightened.

Sister Hua was also very worried about Mo Xun, so she asked, "Mute help, is the young master seriously injured?"

"The arm was injured, and I got a few stitches." Mu Jiu replied, but in fact, he had more than [-] stitches, and he just said that because he didn't want to worry the people in Xiyuan.

Standing at the winding staircase, Tang Zhiluo felt a little more relaxed when he heard the conversation between the two, but he was fine with a few stitches.

"Young Madam." Mu Jiu spotted Tang Zhiluo standing on the spiral staircase, and called out to her, "President Mo is injured, Young Madam, please come with us to the hospital to see President Mo later."

Tang Zhiluo pursed her red lips, feeling a little worried, but she didn't want to go. Once she went, her engagement would be inseparable.

So she could only suppress the worry in her heart, and said calmly: "I won't go, you just go, take good care of him."

Both Mu Jiu and Sister Hua were stunned.

"Young Madam, don't you want to go?" Sister Hua thought she had heard wrong. The Young Master and the Young Madam have a very good relationship. Why is the Young Madam not going to see him now that the Young Master is injured?

Tang Zhiluo said lightly: "No, I'm not free, I have to go to work."

Mu Jiu frowned.

Tang Zhiluo had already gone downstairs and left.

Mu Jiu went to the hospital with soup and luggage, and Mu Yi was reporting to Mo Xun in the ward.

Mo Xun was reading documents with thick gauze wrapped around his arms.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mo Xun suddenly looked over, and saw that Mu Jiu was alone, his eyes dimmed.

Mu Yi asked him, "Mu Jiu, where is Young Madam?"

Mu Jiu looked distressed and glanced at Mo Xun. Mo Xun's eyes were fixed on the document, but his listening was focused on Mu Jiu.

"Young Madam said she won't be coming, let us take care of President Mo," Mu Jiu said.

"Why didn't she come? President Mo was in a car accident and was hospitalized." As soon as Mu didn't understand, he wanted to call Tang Zhiluo.

Mu Jiu stopped him, "Forget it, brother, the young lady said she has to go to work, so she has no time to come."

"No time to come over? What does Young Madam mean? Doesn't she worry about such a big incident with Mr. Mo?" Mu Yi was furious. Mo Xun is his brother's benefactor. Tang Zhiluo is like this, and Mu can't stand it. , he was going to find Tang Zhiluo, but was stopped by Mo Xun.

"Stop." Mo Xun's voice was cold, "Don't go looking for her."

Heart is cruel enough.

If you don't come, you won't come.

"But..." Mu Yi still didn't give up.

"I told you not to look for her." Mo Xun lowered his eyes, his face a little irritable.