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

Qiao Wangshu looked at him innocently with her beautiful big eyes and said seriously, "I'll blow for you."

Mo Beichen got up and got out of bed.

The ears are blood red.

Qiao Wangshu was very afraid of him in her previous life for many reasons. One reason was the rumors about him and the Mo family. The other reason was that he was cold-faced. Although he was handsome, he was also scary. The third reason was that when she was with him, he was always moody, perverse, evil, yandere, paranoid, and possessive and controlling. Every time she escaped and was caught, he would threaten and intimidate her. Last night, he even gave her...

Because of fear and preconceived notions, she had never really gotten to know him or observed him.

Start over again.

She knew that he would even sacrifice his life for her, so why should she be afraid of him?

Besides, she had already died once.

If you’re not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of being with him?

After letting go of her prejudice and fear, she was finally willing to look him in the face. The bloodshot eyes on his ears naturally did not escape her eyes.

This is……

Shy?

Is it possible that the dignified Third Master of the Mohist School is so innocent?

Even if it is a tiger, I'm afraid it is just a paper tiger.

Qiao Wangshu immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She was only wearing his white shirt. He was very tall, nearly 1.9 meters. His shirt was long enough for her to wear as a skirt, completely covering her thighs, and not too revealing.

Qiao Wangshu's mother was from Jiangnan.

She took her mother's surname and looked like her, with the gentleness that is unique to Jiangnan women. Her facial features are beautiful, her neck is long and white, and her skin is as white as jade. She has a well-maintained figure, well-proportioned and graceful. Her face is not made up, and she wears a white men's shirt. The sky outside the window is bright, and the light penetrates through the gaps in the curtains, falling on her body, revealing an unspeakable lust in her purity.

The redness at the base of Mo Beichen's ears spread to his neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He had a weak constitution since childhood, his skin was cold and pale with a layer of red, and his bathrobe became loose due to the hug just now, revealing an abstinence temptation.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he looked away and walked towards the bathroom.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qiao Wangshu tried to chase him.

His legs went limp, and he quickly grabbed the edge of the bed, gasping in pain: "Ah...hiss..."

Mo Beichen looked at her.

Qiao Wangshu smiled at him awkwardly: "Don't say it, it really hurts a little."

Seeing that she could still laugh, Mo Beichen thought that she was probably fine, so he warned her coldly: "Try running again next time? Let's see if I can break your legs!"

Every time he caught her, he would threaten her.

His aura is too cold and strong.

She was always scared to tears.

Now that he thought about it, apart from talking about it, how could he bear to do anything to her?

She had been making trouble in the Mo Family Manor for a year, causing chaos in the manor. She had run away countless times, but only last night was she punished by him physically. Apart from that, he was only tough with words, and never really carried out any of the punishments he said on her.

In the previous life, on the second day after he raped her, he also warned her that he would break her legs if she dared to run again.

She had just seen his most terrifying side the night before, and her whole body was sore and she was scared to tears by him.

This time...

Qiao Wangshu was not frightened and cried like in his previous life. Instead, he smiled and said flatteringly, "I won't run away. I won't run away again. I definitely won't run away!"

His face was cold and he was not moved at all.

It looks like you are pretending again and again.

Obviously he didn't believe her.

Qiao Wangshu didn't expect him to believe her.

After all, she was reborn in the second year of her arrival at the Mo Family. She had been making trouble in the Mo Family Manor for a year and had run away countless times. Mo Beichen was a very cautious person and it was impossible for him to believe her easily. Even if she wanted to change, she had to do it slowly. If she did it too quickly, he would not only not believe her but also become suspicious. In her new life, besides repaying his kindness, she still had many things to do.

In this life, she would never let anyone hurt him.

Who is the man behind Song Wenya?

Who wants to subvert the Mohist school?

Who wants to kill Mo Beichen?

These are all unknowns.

She was now under his control, without freedom, and she was powerless to investigate those things. The most important thing for her now was to gain his trust first. Then she could get a little personal freedom, return to the Qiao family, and find out who was behind Song Wenya.

In her previous life, Song Wenya tortured her that night and told her a shocking secret: Song Wenya was actually her half-sister. Her father had a girlfriend and a daughter before marrying her mother.

Her father's name was Song Zhizhong, and he married into the Qiao family.

She was not very clear about the specific details of the marriage.

When she was twelve years old, her mother died of illness. Before her body was cold, her father married a new wife. Her stepmother brought a sister who was two years older than her. Before Song Wenya followed her mother into the Qiao family, her surname was Zhao. Soon after she entered the family, she changed her surname to Song. She was still young at the time and thought that it was a way for the Zhao family mother and daughter to please her father. She never thought that Song Wenya was actually her father's illegitimate daughter.

The Qiao family's fortune belonged to her mother. Song Zhizhong had nothing but a good appearance and a decent education. If it were today, he would be considered a typical Phoenix man. He abandoned his girlfriend and daughter in order to climb up the social ladder. She had reason to suspect that Song Zhizhong agreed to marry her to the Mo family because he might have some shameful intentions in mind, and he might want to swallow up the Qiao family's fortune.

Everything happened too fast in the last life.

After Mo Beichen died, she was so heartbroken that she just wanted to follow him.

This time, she not only has to protect Mo Beichen, but also has to firmly guard the Qiao family's business.

Mo Beichen looked at her beautiful eyes flickering and rolling around, wondering what she was thinking. His deep eyes fell on her face without fail, and her lips were tightly pursed.

He said he wouldn't run away.

But I put a lot of thought into it.

It turns out that women's words cannot be trusted easily.

Realizing that she was thinking about running away again, Mo Beichen's handsome face darkened gradually, and a sharp low pressure spread around him.

Qiao Wangshu suddenly came back to his senses, saw his cold face, and called out jokingly, "Achen."

Mo Beichen's heart trembled again.

The tightly pursed lips seemed to soften a little.

Qiao Wangshu said shamelessly: "Can you hold me? My legs are so sore and painful, I can't walk."

Mo Beichen paused for a moment.

Standing there without moving.

Qiao Wangshu waited for a while, and seeing that he didn't move at all, he gritted his teeth and said in a somewhat angry tone: "If you don't want to hug me, then don't hug me. Men really don't recognize you after they put on their pants, humph!"

Her arrogant and angry look was vivid and lively, a kind of liveliness that Mo Beichen had not seen in many years.

She should have been like this.

Youthful.

Full of energy.

But after arriving at his house, there was no smile on her face anymore, and she was no longer as lively and vivid as before.

Mo Beichen's heart softened. He strode over, bent down and picked her up.

The man's arms were strong and muscular.

A standard princess hug.

The little woman was addicted to acting like a spoiled brat, and was quite dissatisfied: "Hey, be gentle..."

Mo Beichen thought his actions were gentle.

But she was grimacing in pain with an exaggerated expression.

Squeamish package.

The corners of his cold mouth curved up in an almost imperceptible arc.

I wish she could always be this lively and vivid.

Whether it's being tsundere or acting coquettishly, or even getting angry and throwing a tantrum.

He really didn't like seeing her frowning and looking unhappy all day long.

It seems like staying with him is something worse than death!