You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

"You can't go on like this!"

In the quiet box, the young man's voice was a bit harsh.

"He will destroy you!"

Unlike the angry young man, the person sitting opposite him just chuckled lightly, as if he didn't take it seriously.

He stirred the coffee, the sugar rustling against the spoon.He raised his head and looked at his friend with a gentle smile on his face.

With handsome features and a slender figure, he should have been an enviable child of heaven.

Well, it should have been.

Some hair that was too long covered his left eye, making his handsome face a bit gloomy.

"Brother Zhang," he looked at the young man sitting opposite him, with a smile on his lips, "Thank you."

Zhang Yuanyu was taken aback by his smile, then turned his head with a slightly red face, "Say, thank you." He coughed dryly twice, as if he had regained his confidence, he reached out and grabbed the other person's hand holding the coffee cup. "Su Qiao, you are controlled by that person because you are too kind..."

Speaking righteous words, Zhang Yuanyu couldn't help but touched Su Qiao's delicate and smooth hand, "Listen to Brother Zhang, cut off contact with him, although Brother Zhang's family is not too rich, but I can support you still…"

Su Qiao smiled, did not withdraw her hand, but lowered her head and looked at the phone.

Every few seconds, a text message is received.

【Jojo, where are you? 】

[Quick reply! 】

[Jojo is already very late! 】

【reply!Otherwise you know the consequences! 】

The content of the text messages became increasingly paranoid and terrifying.

Su Qiao pursed her lips, as if frightened.

The bombarding of text messages suddenly stopped.

Su Qiao looked at the last text message.

【Got you. 】

Su Qiao's body trembled, and the mist in her eyes seemed to be crying in the next second.

Zhang Yuanyu finally noticed his strangeness, "Su Qiao, you..."

boom--

The door of the box was kicked open. The man was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with slender limbs and thin lips. His dark eyes stared at Su Qiao, and he arrived at his side in a few steps.

Pulling his arm roughly, forcing him to stand up, "You don't reply to my text messages, you are here?!"

Su Qiao seemed a little afraid, he flinched a bit, and then boldly appeased the furious man, "Brother..."

But the man refused to let go, stared at him, and repeated, "Why didn't you reply to my text message?" He grabbed Su Qiao harder, and bruises were already printed on Su Qiao's arm.

Su Qiao snorted in pain.

"Who are you! Let him go!" Zhang Yuanyu pushed the man, "Go crazy!"

The man didn't move at all, and didn't even look at him, but asked the question persistently, "Qiaoqiao, tell me, why didn't you reply to my text message?"

Su Qiao frowned, almost imploring, "Brother, I'll talk about it when I go home, don't be here..."

"So you are Su Qiao's brother." Zhang Yuanyu has always heard that Su Qiao has a very controlling 'brother', and finally met the real person today, "Su Qiao is not your property, why do you control me like this? he…"

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and hit the man.

Su Qiao threw herself in front of the man in a panic, and while being pushed, Su Qiao fell to the ground.

The hair that had been covering the left eye has flowed to the side, exposing the horrific scars.The ugly scar covered the left forehead all the way to the drooping left eye, setting off the remaining intact face, like a ruined work of art.

Zhang Yuanyu took a step back subconsciously.

He didn't expect that Su Qiao turned out to be like this.

Unlike him, the man panicked and half-kneeled on the ground, carefully brushing his hair back to cover the large scar.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." The man's eyes seemed to be out of focus, and he muttered to himself, "It's all my fault..."

He seemed to be in some dark mood, apologizing over and over again.

"Brother, I'm fine." Su Qiao smiled and comforted him in turn, "Let's go home."

The man seemed to have finally regained his senses, and he helped him up. Compared with the anger just now, the appearance of holding Su Qiao's hand silently is like a different person.

"Brother Zhang, I'm going back first." Su Qiao didn't seem to see Zhang Yuanyu's dodge just now, her smile remained the same, "I'll contact you next time."

"Ah...um." Under Su Qiao's smile, Zhang Yuanyu's face became a little ugly.

What the hell, it turned out to be a disfigured one.

On the way home, the man looked at the car silently, Su Qiao stared at his side face, and said with a sad voice, "Brother, are you ignoring me yet?"

"Qiao Qiao, I won't answer the phone or text message, do you know how anxious I am." The man's tone was low.

Su Qiao listened obediently, and shifted her gaze to the suit the man was wearing, "Brother is from the company?"

He didn't ask how the man found him, and the man wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

"You can't do this next time." The man's tone was commanding, "Don't report your safety after class, and go out alone with others, have you forgotten how dangerous the people outside are, so innocent, you will be betrayed by accident Now, what do you want me to do then."

After a pause, the man softened his tone again, "If you want to go somewhere, I will go with you."

The car was parked downstairs in the apartment where the two lived.

The man's cell phone rang.

Su Qiao watched quietly as the man picked up the phone, and a magnetic male voice came from the other end.

"Mr. Mo, you're so courageous, you ran away again..."

Mo Xi sneered, and pushed back directly, "It's not because Mr. Han is here."

The two said a few more words, and Su Qiao listened obediently.

Finally, he heard Mo Xi say, "Okay, I'll go right back."

Mo Xi got off the driver's seat, then walked around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and stretched out his hand to Su Qiao.

"Brother is so busy, why bother him all the time?" Su Qiao lowered her head, without taking Mo Xi's hand, she seemed a little sad, "Besides..."

His soft voice echoed in the car.

"...How can anyone appreciate my face."

Moshi's breathing changed suddenly.

He was immersed in a certain emotion again, and couldn't stop apologizing, "I'm sorry, I... If I..."

As soon as his legs softened, Mo Xi rushed forward, hugged Su Qiao in his arms, and kissed Su Qiao's forehead in a bit of embarrassment, "Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao..."

Su Qiao pushed him away.

"Brother, go to the company to work, don't worry about me."

He turned his head sideways, as if to hide his scar, and turned his intact side to Mo Xi.

"I'm with Jojo." Moxi replied like a conditioned reflex, "I'm not going anywhere."

Su Qiao's eyes were slightly red, "I'm so ugly..."

"Qiao Qiao is the most beautiful!" Moxi's breathing was unsteady, and his voice was a little too loud, causing passers-by to look at him unconsciously.

"Really?" Su Qiao blinked, and tears rolled down the corner of her uncovered right eye, "Don't you despise me, brother?"

As the tear fell, Moxi's heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and he burst into pain, "How can I dislike him, I love Qiao Qiao the most."

Su Qiao was amused by him, and put her arms around him, leaning close to his ear, and said softly, "I love my brother the most too."

The steam was steaming, and Su Qiao lay in the bathtub, obediently letting Mo Xi beside her clean her body.

Moxi's gentle attitude was a little abnormal, as if he was treating some fragile and fragile objects.

Yet Sujo is a grown man.

Gently scrubbing Su Qiao's body with a soft cloth, Mo Xi asked with a smile, "Tired?"

Su Qiao shook her head reservedly.

Mo Xi hadn't changed his clothes just after returning home, he was still wearing a shirt and trousers.Kneeling by the bathtub, he didn't care that his clothes were getting wet.

"Brother, I'm sorry," Su Qiao's voice was very soft, which made him feel weak and deceitful, "I wasted your time."

"What nonsense." Mo Xi frowned, "You are the most important, you know."

Su Qiao's face turned red.

His body was white and thin, as if he would fall if pushed, but just like his face, there was a scar the size of a fist on Su Qiao's left abdomen.

Like flaws on white jade, it destroys that perfection.

Mo Xi's eyes always avoid that position, Su Qiao noticed it, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an almost indiscernible arc.

"elder brother."

Su Qiao stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms loosely around Mo Xi, and leaned closer to his ear.

"I feel bad there."

With a light tone, Su Qiao stared at Mo Xi's expression.

Moshi knew what he meant.

"Uh-huh."

Su Qiao stood up from the bathtub, put her hands on the side of the bathtub, and sat on the edge of the bathtub.

His hair was tucked behind his ears, and the horrific scars on his face were exposed in front of Mo Xi's eyes.

Impossible to refuse.

Moshi's fingers trembled.

"I made my brother worry today," Su Qiao said thoughtfully, with a gentle tone, "Just use your mouth."

Mo Xi bit his lip, and finally nodded in agreement like countless times before.

The first kiss fell, and then Mo Xi endured the discomfort of facing the same sex in his heart, and carried out Su Qiao's words.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Mo Xi was already very skilled.

Su Qiao raised her arms to cover her eyes. Mo Xi couldn't bear the pain in time, so how could he pay attention to Su Qiao's expression.

There was a sudden movement, but Mo Xi hadn't reacted, and couldn't dodge in time.

Kneeling on the ground and retching, his throat was aching, and the corners of his mouth were already red.

Coughing for a long time before finally recovering, Mo Xi looked up at Su Qiao, caught off guard and saw the scar on Su Qiao's face again.

In an instant, the pain in the body seemed to be indifferent.

"Qiaoqiao, I didn't fix it just now, did I hit you..." Moxi didn't know how desperate his expression was at this moment.

Su Qiao smiled.

"Yeah." Su Qiao turned on the shower, and poured it on Moxi like a prank, washing away the dirt on his body, "But it's okay, even if brother hurts me, it's okay."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Moxi took off his wet clothes, and said in a low voice, "Next time, I will pay attention."

Su Qiao narrowed her eyes, threw away the shower casually, and ignored the flowing water column, hugged Mo Xi, with a strange sense of happiness all over her face, "Brother, I love you."

Mo Xi hugged him, his heart ached again.

Poor Jojo, Moshi thought.

If it wasn't for his mistakes back then, he wouldn't be what he is now.

The kind Qiaoqiao not only doesn't hate himself, but also becomes so dependent on himself.

"I love you too, Jojo."

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Author: Hmm~ The Lun family has opened a trap again~ Absolutely no newspaper~ Absolutely no darkness~ Absolutely sweet lovelove~ Absolutely no captivity, no blackening, no sickness~ Mmmm~