He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

He had no confidence in her at all.

He knew very well that this marriage was forced upon her by him, and she did not want to, and she had expressed her unwillingness many times. Therefore, he kept her by his side, but did not dare to touch her or act rashly, fearing that she would hate him more and more.

He had never liked anyone else and had no idea how to get along with her or how to please her.

He thought that it would be good to keep her by his side and protect her, even if he could only protect her for the rest of his life.

But she wanted to escape!

Even a platonic love, she was unwilling to give him charity.

Last night was the first time he lost control and touched her.

overbearing.

possession.

How could he not be sad and distressed when she resisted like that?

If he still had a shred of rationality, he would not have taken her by force under such circumstances.

But she insisted on provoking him and adding fuel to the fire.

He really didn't know what to do with her.

He would never allow her to leave him.

Unless he dies!

At this moment, she was lying so obediently and gently in his arms. He admitted that he could not control his inner desires. He admitted that he was not an upright gentleman, but a shameless villain and a beast in human clothing in her words.

Then.

Animals should do what animals should do.

Very fast.

Mo Beichen lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

A dragonfly touches the water.

Just touch and leave.

The heartbeat, which had not yet completely calmed down, suddenly accelerated again.

The living room was so quiet that he could clearly hear the “thump, thump, thump” sound of his own heart beating.

Mo Beichen is very wary, so his senses are extremely sharp.

Just after kissing the person in his arms, he sensed the presence of a third person in the living room.

He raised his eyes...

Sure enough, I saw Mo Beixiao standing at the corner of the stairs.

That embarrassed expression clearly showed that he had seen everything.

After Mo Beixiao returned to his room, he played a few more rounds of King of Glory.

Kneel even!

A bunch of stupid teammates made him so mad!

Since he couldn't play the game anymore, he asked someone to go out for a drink. Anyway, that woman Qiao Wangshu was pretending again, so these two people shouldn't be able to cause any trouble in the short term. He could finally go out and have fun.

After making an appointment with someone, he calculated the time it would take for the other party to drive over, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

As luck would have it, he ran into his third brother secretly kissing Qiao Wangshu.

Mo Beixiao really felt that his third brother was quite useless. Although his engagement with this woman was not very decent, they were still engaged. Kissing his own fiancée in such a sneaky way was really boring!

Mo Beichen had no idea what Mo Beixiao was thinking, and gave him a warning look.

Mo Beixiao curled his lips, raised his hand and made a zipper-like gesture to indicate that he would not talk nonsense. Then he walked down the stairs lightly, not daring to make any noise.

Not to die.

The cell phone rang at this time.

The clear ringing sounded particularly loud in the quiet living room.

Mo Beixiao had just drunk beer at noon and could not drive or ride a motorcycle, so he asked the man to pick him up. It was the man who called, and he was probably at the door of his house.

Mo Beichen's face looked as if a storm was about to come, and it was frighteningly cold!

Mo Beixiao quickly swiped to reject the call and pressed the mute button.

Mo Beichen lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman in his arms. She frowned, obviously disturbed. But she was not fully rested yet, so she rubbed against him a few more times, adjusted her posture again, and continued to sleep.

Mo Beixiao breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly fled the scene.

The steps are light but fast.

It seems like there is a ghost chasing behind me.

Outside the Mo family manor.

A flirty bright yellow sports car stopped at the gate.

The top of the sports car was open, and the man sitting in the driver's seat could be seen at a glance. The man looked to be about 24 or 25 years old. Today was not a workday, but he was dressed neatly. A formal white shirt, a dark blue tie, and a smooth jawline. His black hair was combed into a neat slicked back hairstyle, and he wore a Patek Philippe classic watch on his wrist. His every move revealed the arrogance of a rich young man.

Elite.

Elaborate.

Handsome and handsome.

It didn't seem like he was meeting up with friends for a drink, but more like he was out discussing a project worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

Mo Beixiao seemed to be used to his delicate boyish appearance. He walked quickly to the car, opened the passenger door and sat in.

The man said dissatisfiedly: "You asked me to drink with you and asked me to pick you up. I came to your door and called you but you didn't answer. Mo Beixiao, do you think I have a good temper?"

This person is Chu Yunshen, the only heir of the famous Chu family in Beijing.

He and Mo Beixiao met in kindergarten when they were young.

The two of them have very similar tempers.

We have been in trouble together and have been the "special focus" of teachers since childhood.

Twenty years of friendship.

Not real brothers, but better than real brothers.

Mo Beixiao casually grabbed his hair that was messed up by the wind, his movements were carefree and his tone was quite complaining: "We are all brothers, it's too formal to say this. I didn't mean to not answer your call, it's all because of that woman. She fell asleep in the living room, my third brother was watching over her, would I dare to answer your call? If I wake up that woman, my third brother will be scolded, and it might also affect me. With such a love-brained brother, is it easy for me to live every day?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yunshen's anger instantly subsided. He sighed and said, "Third brother, you're really something. I don't understand what magic Miss Qiao has that can make him so obsessed? She's beautiful, but... she's too pretentious!"

"Who said it wasn't?" Mo Beixiao couldn't agree more with Chu Yunshen's words, and echoed: "That woman is the best at making trouble! It's as easy for her to play with my third brother as it is for her to play with a dog. How many times has my third brother suffered from her? He has no memory at all!"

Chu Yunshen was amused by his words: "Little Sisi, you have grown up. You actually dare to say that Third Brother is a dog. If Third Brother knew about this..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Beixiao interrupted him loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, I was using a metaphor, a metaphor! A figure of speech, do you understand?"

"Hey~" Chu Yunshen said with an exaggerated expression: "You are the last in the class in the first exam, and you are talking to me about rhetoric?"

Mo Beixiao was furious: "What's wrong with the poor student? Did the poor student eat your rice?"

Although these two people have a good relationship, each one is more unforgiving than the other in his words.

When they get together, two people with two mouths can be more noisy than a hundred ducks and there is no way they can quiet down at all.

Chu Yunshen didn't want to continue talking nonsense here, so he changed the subject and said, "Okay, okay, I said something wrong, do you still want to drink?"

"Drink!" Mo Beixiao said forcefully, "You pay for tonight!"

Chu Yunshen glanced at him and said, "You want me to pay for your territory?"

Mo Beixiao looked a bit shy: "Is it not possible?"

Chu Yunshen stepped on the accelerator, and the high-performance sports car rushed out. Mo Beixiao was pushed back by the rapid and fierce push, and he muttered unhappily: "Do you know how to drive?"

Chu Yunshen asked back: "How about you come?"

……

The two quarreled all the way.

Mo Beixiao felt that the depression in his heart had dissipated a lot.

It turns out that it’s more relaxing to hang out with brothers.

Why should I stay at home and watch someone act nice? Why should I watch someone look cold?