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

Qiao Wangshu burst into tears.

She knelt on her knees and gently stroked the cold tombstone with her gauze-wrapped fingers.

A painful whimper came out of his mouth...

Mo Beichen, I'm sorry, I never meant to kill you. I heard from the elders that the road to the underworld is dark, long, gloomy and cold. You should walk slowly and wait for me to find you.

"Bam—"

There was a loud bang.

Qiao Wangshu hit the monument.

Blood was streaming from his forehead.

In the last moments of her life, she saw Mo Beichen in the twilight sky. He looked the same as when she first met him five years ago. He was famous for his youth, handsome, noble, arrogant, and sickly, like a demon god...

At that time, she had heard many rumors about him. She was afraid of him, resisted him, and didn't want to say a word to him.

At this moment, she had a lot of things she wanted to say to him, but she would never have the chance again.

She raised her hand.

I really want to touch his face.

Smooth out his frown...

Consciousness fell into complete chaos.

dead.

Qiao Wangshu thought.

She should be dead.

But why does my body hurt so much?

Does it mean that the body will still feel pain after death?

Isn’t it said that death is a relief?

If death would still hurt, then wouldn't Mo Beichen also feel pain?

Thinking of this, Qiao Wangshu frowned and felt a dull pain in his heart.

Her mind was in a daze and her eyelids moved several times before she finally opened her eyes with difficulty.

Then I was confused!

Isn't she dead?

This is where?

Hell?

Why is the decoration down there so modern and luxurious now?

Looks a bit familiar...

It seems exactly the same as Mo Beichen's bedroom.

and many more……

Mo Beichen's bedroom?

The more I look at it, the more it looks like what's going on?

She moved her aching body and then saw Mo Beichen lying beside her.

Ok?

what happened?

She subconsciously raised her hand to touch Mo Beichen, only to find that her hands were tied. It was not the rope that bound her, but Mo Beichen's tie. One end of the tie was tightly grasped in Mo Beichen's hand.

This scene...

It seems familiar!

She looked around, sized up Mo Beichen, then looked down at herself.

Mo Beichen's face seemed different. He was not so thin, he was sleeping soundly, and his breathing was steady. He was really breathing, a living person! Her hands were tied by his tie, and she was wearing his white shirt. The aches all over her body reminded her that she and him had just had sex, and it was very intense.

Memories come rushing back.

Qiao Wangshu fell into deep thought.

A few days after Mo Beichen went to the Qiao family to propose marriage, her father sent her to the Mo family. She was imprisoned in the Mo family for five years, but she only had sex with Mo Beichen once. That was the second year she arrived at the Mo family. She was 23 years old that year, and Mo Beichen was 26 years old. After arriving at the Mo family, she escaped countless times and was caught by him countless times. That time he was furious and caught her on the boat that was smuggled out of the country. He immediately tore off his tie and tied her up, and carried her back to the Mo family. He went straight into the bedroom and took possession of her domineeringly.

After that, their relationship got worse.

She was not only afraid of him, but also hated him.

But she had been soft-hearted and timid since childhood, and no matter how much she hated him, she just wanted to escape from him and never thought of killing him.

Could it be that……

Back in time.

Not only did she not die, she also went back to four years ago?

Suddenly remembering how he died tragically trying to save her, and thinking of everything in his past life, Qiao Wangshu's gaze fixed on Mo Beichen's face.

Mo Beichen, this time, let me take care of you.

Recalling the tragic death in his previous life, Qiao Wangshu's eyes turned red and seemed to be sparkling with crystal tears.

Mo Beichen's eyelashes trembled, and when he opened his eyes, he saw her pitiful appearance. Her beautiful big eyes were wet, as if she was about to cry.

He frowned hard.

She is still sad about what happened last night.

last night……

He tied her up and carried her back, directly into the bedroom, threw her on the bed, and pressed her down.

She struggled hard, shouting, crying, and roaring: "Mo Beichen, let me go, you bastard!"

"Mo Beichen, don't touch me!"

"Mo Beichen, if you dare to touch me, I will kill you!"

"Mo Beichen, I hate you, I hate you so much!"

"Asshole, beast, despicable..."

"..."

She was crying the whole time.

Scratch him, scratch him, bite him, kick him...

In that state.

No one feels happy.

Her reactions were like adding fuel to the fire. His rage became increasingly out of control and he knocked the man unconscious.

I just woke up and started crying again.

Does she hate him so much?

Mo Beichen felt a sharp pain in his heart. He knew that she didn't want to see him now, so he lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

Qiao Wangshu called him: "Achen..."

Mo Beichen's heart tightened.

What did she call him?

Achen?

Could it be that I was hallucinating?

He turned his head to look at her, his deep eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.

Qiao Wangshu cried and shouted last night, his voice hoarse, and begged and acted coquettishly: "Can you untie it for me?"

really.

She's pretending to be good again.

But this time, more money was invested and he was given an "exclusive nickname".

She would pretend to be good every now and then, but every time she did so she would run away, so she couldn't pretend for long.

Mo Beichen was upset. He untied the tie that bound her and prepared to get out of bed without saying a word.

Qiao Wangshu suddenly threw himself into his arms.

Hugging him tightly.

Warm touch, soft body...

And hot tears.

She is crying!

Mo Beichen didn't have time to think, the person in his arms spoke again, his voice sounded aggrieved, choking, as if begging: "Hold me, hold me..."

The bathrobe on her body was soaked by her tears.

Mo Beichen felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his hoarse voice was as cold and hard as ever: "Does it hurt a lot?"

He knew very well how harshly he punished last night.

So angry!

Couldn't help it.

She shook her head in his arms, but still insisted: "Hold me for a while."

Mo Beichen couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he frowned and said, "I'll go call a doctor."

"No." She refused in a second, her arms contracted, holding him tighter, and she repeated urgently: "Don't call a doctor, I want you to hug me, you can get better if you hug me, hug me, hug me..."

Mo Beichen didn't understand what she was doing.

But he finally hugged her as he said.

I was sure that she was just pretending to be good again.

And planning to escape from him.

Last night, she bit his shoulders, neck, arms...anywhere she could bite, all of them were covered with teeth marks and bleeding. Although her hands were tied, she still tried her best to scratch many wounds on his body. She hugged him for a while, loosened her grip a little, and stroked the teeth marks and scratches on his neck with trembling fingertips. Her eyes were red with heartache, and her hoarse voice became more choked: "Does it hurt? I'm sorry."

Mo Beichen kept a sullen face and said nothing.

Qiao Wangshu went up to it and blew on it.

A warm current flowed around her neck, and Mo Beichen's dark eyes were instantly dyed with a seductive red. His back was straightened, and the arms holding her were also very tense.

She was too abnormal.

Even when I pretended to be good in the past, I was never this good!

He let go of her and said coldly: "What do you want to do now?"