You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

"Well…"

Mo Xi, who was lying on the bed, suppressed his voice.

Han Jing didn't care, he just teased him, seeing the disgust in Mo Xi's eyes, he smiled happily.

Moxi's cell phone turned on for a moment and then turned off. Han Jing reached out to take it, and that action made Moxi whimper again.

The phone shows that 'Jojo' has more than ten missed calls.

Han Jing narrowed his eyes and called back.

The phone was picked up quickly.

"elder brother…"

"Qiao Qiao, it's so late, haven't you slept yet?" Han Jing said while moving.

Mo Xi's eyes widened suddenly, he turned his head, and reached out to grab the phone.

Han Jing easily grabbed his arm, pinned it behind him, and pushed it against him again.

"Oh!" Mo Xi bit his lip tightly, and then he didn't make a sound.

"Han Jing, don't force me." Su Qiao's voice was not loud, and his tone was always calm, giving him a somewhat weak and deceptive illusion, "I just want to stay by his side."

Han Jing laughed, his tone was cold and forceful, "You are worthy."

"I'll go." Su Qiao was still so calm, "Just let me see him again."

Han Jing simply hung up the phone, and then casually threw the phone under the bed.

Su Qiao that disgusting thing will give up so easily?

Ah.

Han Jing leaned down, put his arms around Moxi's neck, carved his mark and said softly, "It's so pitiful, Young Master Mo." Being entangled by that kind of guy.

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There was the sound of the phone being hung up.

Su Qiao put the phone aside, then walked slowly to the wardrobe.

Opening the closet, he slowly selected, and finally took out a set of snow-white shirts.

Taking off her clothes, she fell onto the bed with her shirt in her arms. The naked Su Qiao sniffed the light fragrance left on the shirt, and showed a slightly intoxicated smile.

"It smells so good, it smells like Moxi."

The black hair was scattered, and the ugly scar on the face was exposed, which made Su Qiao more like a mentally disturbed patient.

Rubbing the shirt, Su Qiao was like treating a cherished person, whispering softly, "It hurts, Mo Xi, Han Jing treated you so roughly." Patting the shirt lightly, Su Qiao seemed to see the expression of that person, feeling distressed Coaxing, "It's okay, I won't despise you for being dirty."

After saying this, Su Qiao laughed foolishly to herself.

"It's disgusting."

Su Qiao doesn't have a deep memory of her parents.

But he remembered what the young boy standing at the door said to him when he was brought to Han's house.

The young master of the Han family was wearing clean and expensive clothes, looking at him with disdain.

Su Qiao was introverted and inferior since he was a child. He could not have a sense of belonging and was forced to be taken to the Han family, but he only faced coldness and humiliation.

Han Jing beat and scolded him, never had a good face, and the servants also ignored him. Little Su Qiao was like a transparent person, she didn't show her emotions, and she didn't seem to feel pain anymore.

Han's mother's bipolar disorder was not so severe back then, but she would suffer from it every two days.At that time, Su Qiao could see the arrogant and domineering Han Jing being beaten and scolded by Han's mother.

Whenever this happens, Su Qiao will hide.Until one time, Mother Han hit her hard, and Han Jing, who was pushed down the stairs by her, knocked his head and lost consciousness.

For some reason, Su Qiao came out from the dark.

He squatted beside Han Jing and was about to touch him when Han Jing opened his eyes.

Su Qiao looked at the bleeding Han Jing, and smiled.

"Brother Han Jing, we are the same."

Since then, Han Jing's bullying towards him has intensified.

Two years passed like this, until he met the little prince.

With Mo Xi's protection, Su Qiao is no longer hurt.Su Qiao, who was only nine years old back then, knew how to use tears to make Moxi's eyes stop on her, and even gave herself various gifts.

Su Qiao likes the dazzling Mo Xi, knowing that the two are never from the same world.

Two years later, on a rainy night, Su Qiao saw Mo Xi who was carried back by Han Jing, who was in a mess.

At that moment, Su Qiao felt that his heart was filled with some kind of emotion.

Moshi lost his crown, fell into the world, and came to the dark world where he was.

"Pretty." Han Jing carried Moxi to the sofa with a bright smile.

Su Qiao nodded.

Mo Xi quickly woke up, his eyes were red, and his wet hair was still dripping.

"Han Jing, where is this?"

Su Qiao heard Mo Xi's voice, not as confident as usual, but a little hoarse.

"My house." Han Jing looked at Mo Xi without blinking.

Mo Xi didn't notice, saw Su Qiao, and greeted him politely.

"Jojo."

Ah, he called me.

Su Qiao's heart was beating very fast.

He knew it was an opportunity.

"Brother Moxi, what's the matter with you." Su Qiao hugged Moxi, trying her best to hide her over-excited expression, "No matter what happens, I will be with you."

Su Qiao left the Han family as she wished, and lived with Mo Xi.

Han Jing didn't stop him, but told him to report on Mo Xi's life every day.

Once, Su Qiao wanted to have a word with Mo Xi every day, but later, he lived with Mo Xi and still felt dissatisfied.

This dissatisfaction swelled every minute, until Su Qiao was 14 years old, and he discovered that Mo Xi had a girlfriend.

That's right, Moshi is an adult.

Such a perfect Moxi naturally wouldn't belong to him alone.

During that time, Su Qiao was in a daze, and even provoked some people outside the school to blackmail him every day.

Su Qiao never resisted and was not prepared to tell anyone.

Moshi noticed the injuries on his body and repeatedly asked him what happened.

It has been a long time since Su Qiao was valued so much by Mo Xi.

But the injury will always heal, and Mo Xi's eyes on him will always disappear.

This dreadful day lasted for some time.

Su Qiao met a golden opportunity.

Those who bullied him locked him in a small warehouse, and then set fire to the sundries at the door, hoping to see how he looked through the window in a panic.

Looking at the flames, Su Qiao has no desire to escape.

He was sitting in the warehouse, listening to those people calling him in a panic, thinking only of Mo Xi.

When she opened her eyes again, only her right eye was left in Su Qiao's vision.

"Jojo!"

Looking in that direction, he saw what he had dreamed of.

Moshi, cried for himself.

"Qiao Qiao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!" Moxi's tears fell on Su Qiao's face, very warm.

Su Qiao felt that the pain in her body seemed to dissipate.

Mo Xi blamed himself and regretted it very much, and apologized while crying, "Qiao Qiao, I didn't protect you well, and I won't let you be in danger again in the future!"

"Brother," Su Qiao's voice was hoarse. Regardless of the severe pain in his throat, he looked at Mo Xi who took the responsibility on himself, with a smile in his eyes, "It's agreed, you will protect me forever."

The author has something to say:

Mo Xi (covering his face): Being a normal person is tiring, really.

Su Qiao (hugging): Brother will protect me~

Han Jing (whip): Don’t worry, for Shaking M, just whip it.

Author: Uh huh~ The truth is like this~ The next chapter ends this week~Starts the second week~There are so few comments~Crying~Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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