You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

When Su Qiao was expressionless, she was rather indifferent.

Beneath this expression was the resentment of wanting to skin a certain monster.

Thinking of the monster that just showed no concern for Moxi, Su Qiao couldn't help but whispered, "It's disgusting."

That's what Moshi opened his eyes and saw.

With these words, Mo Xi opened his eyes slightly, and subconsciously held his breath.

Su Qiao looks calm, even a little cold, but in fact, her heart is full of bloody scenes that should be mosaiced.

Seeing Su Qiao stand up, Mo Xi suddenly closed his eyes for some reason, as if he lost even the courage to face Su Qiao.

Su Qiao turned his head to look at Mo Xi, he found that Mo Xi was already awake, frowned, and did not reveal it.

He stretched his hand towards Moshi to touch Moshi's cheek, but he stopped when he saw the fingerprints on Moshi's face and the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Do you really want to do it?

Wake up Moshi and let him see who he belongs to.

No, Moshi is injured.

Let Moxi hurt, destroy Moxi!

Stop it, Moshi won't like you if you do that.

But Han Jing has made Moxi's body remember him...

No, that's just vile coercion.

Me, I am different from that monster.

correct.

I... I still have a lot of time.

Moshi likes me.

As far as the body is concerned...I will help Moxi heal bit by bit.

Don't do anything wrong, Sujo.

After repeated hypnotic repetitions in her heart many times, the dangerous impulse in Su Qiao's mind gradually calmed down.

If he continued to stay here, he might hurt Moxi, and then Moxi would hate himself.

Just thinking about the result, Su Qiao felt chills all over.

Su Qiao took a deep breath, suppressed the excessive thoughts in her head, and took a step back.

Looking at Mo Xi who was pretending to be asleep with complicated eyes, Su Qiao forced herself to turn around and walked out of the room.

Unbeknownst to Sujo, Mo-shie opened his eyes the moment he turned around.

Body hurts.

But to Moshi, the pain was nothing.

During these years in Jinxiu Tower, he also experienced much more intense pain than this.

The position of the chest hurts until it gradually becomes numb.

Mo Xi seemed to have been drained of strength and remained motionless.

Looking at the void, Mo Xi just felt a little tired.

Actually, Su Qiao was right.

He didn't say it to himself, he was already very gentle.

My kind, my kind...

Sure enough, it is not needed.

Liu Yu is dead, and Su Qiao... After this incident, she will definitely avoid seeing her.

Ah, maybe not.

Su Qiao is so gentle, she will probably suppress her disgust and continue to be 'friends' with herself.

Mo Xi opened his eyes blankly, but there was no tear, but a little dazed and empty.

"Don't make such an expression to seduce me."

It was such a beautiful voice, but it made Mo Xi's body tremble.

No matter how much you deny it, the body is still expressing fear and submission.

The man was dressed in fancy clothes and had a handsome appearance. His dark red eyes looked at Mo Xi, and because of the smile in them, there was an illusion of pampering.

Mo Xi braced his body and realized that the place was blocked by a veil, lowered his head in shame, and covered his body with the quilt.

"Heh," Han Jing chuckled, as if watching his pet acting like a baby to him, "Xixi is shy." He stepped on the bed, ignoring Moxi's obvious resistance, touching Touched the top of Moxi's hair.

Mo Xi's body was stiff, curled up, and his eyes were lowered, not looking at him.

"Qiao Qiao, are you comfortable?" When Han Jing lowered his voice, there was always an inexplicable temptation, "It must be uncomfortable, after all, you can only come out by calling the master's name."

Mo Xi bit his lip in humiliation, as if he didn't notice the wound on his lip, and suppressed the pain in his heart with pain.

Han Jing laughed again in great joy, then suddenly tightened his fingers, pulled Mo Xi's hair, dragged him off the bed, dragged him on the ground for a few steps, and then let go suddenly.

Moxi, who was exhausted, didn't have time to grab the quilt, and knelt at his feet in embarrassment, his knees were worn out, and the pain was burning.

Han Jing took off his robe, put it on Mo Xi, squatted down, watched Mo Xi shrink into his robe, and smiled brightly at Mo Xi.

Mo Xi hated his smile, and knowing that he was powerless to resist, he could only lower his head and not meet his gaze.

"It's so strange, you are obviously an ordinary human being, why do you feel happy when you see you?" Han Jing tilted his head and spoke to Mo Xi, or, more like talking to himself, "It's not cute, and She's not pretty, she's always expressionless, she looks better when she's crying..." Han Jing blinked innocently, as if he was really looking for something.

It was very close, and the fishy-sweet smell enveloped Mo Xi, making him shrink back in resistance.

Han Jing raised his hand and grabbed his arm, leaned close to his cheek, first sniffed it, and then licked it.

This action reminded Moxi of some horrible images. This man liked to bite himself very much. The worst time, he almost tore a piece of flesh off.

As if sensing Mo Xi's fear, Han Jing narrowed his eyes, and showed a cruel smile to Mo Xi, "You can eat."

Moxi's body trembled, and this shameful reaction made Moxi feel even more ashamed.He bit his lip tightly, even though the wound on his lip was bleeding, he insisted on not begging for mercy.

Han Jing looked at Mo Xi's expression at the moment, his dark red eyes were a little hot.

It is obviously a cold monster, how could it feel a little hot?

Han Jing, who never knew what patience was, obeyed his will, sealed those lips, and swallowed all the sweet blood, and did not let go of Mo Xi until his body gradually cooled down.

The wound on Mo Xi's lip was a bit miserable, and he was unable to resist being humiliated again, which made his eyes foggy.

"Hehe, I'm really interested."

Su Qiao's smile is very bright, if you ignore the black air behind him.

Mo Xi naturally didn't want Su Qiao to see his current image, turned his back and curled up.

"So don't bother me." Han Jing hugged Mo Xi effortlessly. This gesture obviously made Mo Xi even more ashamed, and his whole face was buried in Han Jing's arms.

Su Qiao's mahogany sword was almost sacrificed, and she silently said a hundred times to calm down in her heart, and then she managed to maintain her weak youth personality.

"Mo Xi is my little slave, so I don't need to bother the host." If Su Qiao's gaze could kill someone while speaking, Han Jing would probably have died ten thousand times.

"Qiao Qiao is wrong." Han Jing smiled brightly, and looked down at Mo Xi in his arms, "This is not your Mo Xi, he is my little pet."

[Ding, it is detected that the host's murderous intent towards the official match is over the top, please adjust your mentality as soon as possible. 】

"Wow, it's so scary, Qiao Qiao is very angry." Han Jing's smile didn't change when he was talking, but he seemed to think of something, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to hide the malice, "Well, let Mo Xi choose .”

The author has something to say:

Su Qiao (with teary eyes): Mo Xi, if you don't choose me, you will lose your beautiful wife.

Han Jing (smiling): Choose me, choose me, choose me.

Mo Xi (shuddering): They are both abused, what's the difference!

作者：咳咳~下章继续~民那桑想让莫希选谁呢~嗯哼~完结倒计时~民那桑2020年快乐~比心~感谢在2019-12-3115:23:41~2020-01-0219:09:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 in ancient days;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!