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All this was so unusual that he had bought her because she had broken his head and because she had behaved in some way like the woman he had once loved.

That's all.

But now, he had no choice but to admit that she was too strong. She was so strong that in just a few hours time, he had unknowingly made too many changes to her.

He was confused. He could not see through himself, so he did not understand what he wanted to do with her.

Did he use her as a substitute for someone, or did she let him hope for love again?

Love? That rose with thorns, how could he still have the courage to pick it? Wasn't he afraid of stabbing his hands until they were drenched in blood?

He looked down at his hands as his mind replayed that bloody scene. His heart ached again, but he succeeded in waking up.

She didn't hesitate to use all her strength to coax him, just so that she could win that one paper contract. Mystery him, when he was foolishly drunk, she would raise her sword and stab him in the chest!

He, Mo Zixiao, would never fall for it again. He would never allow himself to fall in love with anyone.

Because his heart could not be broken again.

He raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I know I look pretty good, many women willingly submit to me when they see me, I thought you were different, which is why I signed the one year agreement with you, but it seems that there is no need for that!" You look no different from those other women now! " Saying that, he picked up the gloves and slowly put them on, pointing a finger with a threatening tone, "Be careful! Don't fall in love with me too early! Otherwise, this game would end early! "And what will become of you …"

He stopped talking, smiled, and turned to carry the soup.

She was a little angry from embarrassment, but she did not retort like she had been at the start. Instead, she smiled faintly and went into the kitchen to carry the dishes while saying, "Are you not used to being watched like this by me? You're uncomfortable because you can't ignore my existence, can you? Hee hee. I don't think this game will end early, because I think we have the same attractiveness! "

He was going to say, "Look, didn't you want to cook for me?"

The words came out of her mouth in time to be swallowed back, because she noticed that his face had turned extremely ugly and that the muscles around his cheeks were working hard.

Clearly, she had angered him!

"Ugh …" In order to not destroy the fruits of her hard work, she had to shut up!

It's not a smart thing to not know how to behave after getting a bargain.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "But, I'll be honest. The way you cook is really SEX. If we weren't in such an awkward relationship, I would definitely fall in love with you first!"

Just as he finished speaking, he felt extremely disgusted, goosebumps falling all over the floor.

He quickly picked up the dishes and left.

Fortunately, he did not reply, so she did not fall into a sorry state.

When he brought the soup to the table, she went to the kitchen to get the utensils. After she was done, she said to him with a smile, "You've worked hard. Let me help you with the soup!"

As he spoke, he reached for the bowl in front of him to help him fill the bowl with soup.

He let her go and went to the bar for a bottle of red wine and a glass.

Seeing this, she ran over and brought another glass over, laughing as she said, "Drinking alone is boring. Why don't I drink with you?"

Actually, she wanted to make herself lose consciousness a little bit, so it would be much easier to get along with him later.

It was already getting dark outside. It had been a long and long night. If she didn't drink a bit of alcohol to make herself a little confused, she was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to resist his provocation. Affection.

In the afternoon, his strength was astonishing enough that she was still in pain, but fortunately he only came once, otherwise she would not have been able to walk.

But since the night was so long, it was unlikely for them to meet again!

Thinking of this, his heart was already anxious and his face inexplicably became hot.

He said nothing, did not look at her, and poured most of his drink into her glass.

He then poured wine into his own wine cup. Just as he finished pouring and before he could pick up the cup, he inadvertently looked up and saw her happily smiling at him while holding an empty wine cup.

He frowned and said unhappily, "This wine is the Rahab of 1984. You have to taste it slowly and drink it like water. It would be a waste of your life!"

"Hee hee." Don't be stingy! Don't you have money? You still care about this little bottle of wine? It's rare that I'm interested in alcohol today, so why don't we each drink a bottle! " Without waiting for a reply, she stood up, ran to the wine cabinet for a glass of wine, and handed it to him, "Open it for me, thank you!"

Silently, he took the bottle and unscrewed it for her and handed it to her.

The fight this afternoon. Love, forbids the first taste. Indeed, this was not a small challenge for her, and she was afraid that she hadn't come to her senses yet!

She was afraid of the long night, so she wanted to use the alcohol to numb her nerves to make things easier.

He found that he knew her heart so well, and he knew that behind her strong smile were tears of humiliation.

She had deliberately fawned over him in order to escape from him in all fairness.

He could have refused to give her a chance to get drunk, but when he saw the false strength in her eyes, his heart softened.

Fine! Today, he would spare her, just like how Mo Zixiao had shown her mercy.

"Thank you. It's good of you. " She lifted her glass to fill it again, held it up to him, and drank it in one gulp.

He took a sip, then picked up his chopsticks and slowly began to eat.

She refilled her chopsticks, but did not drink any more. Instead, she picked up her chopsticks and began to unceremoniously devour the dish in large mouthfuls.

To be honest, in the last few days she had been eating Western cuisine and it made her feel nauseous. The delicious and delicious dishes before her eyes really made her hungover.

When he saw her eat so much, he put down his chopsticks and stopped eating. He did not look at her and only lowered his head to sip the wine.

She saw that he was not eating, nor did she look at him. She was too preoccupied with her own drinking that she was pleased with herself. By freedom.

Half an hour later, he had only drunk one cup of wine and one bowl of soup. Not only had she finished the entire bottle of wine, she had also eaten more than half of the dishes.

Putting down the chopsticks, she wiped her mouth with a tissue and looked at the empty wine cup in her hand. The man with a knot in his head asked, "Mo, you..." Do you want to... Have some food? "

After saying this sentence a few times, she clearly felt that her strength was insufficient.

"No need. I'm full. " He put down his wine cup and stood up straight. "Clean this place up before going upstairs!"

Then he turned and went upstairs.

"Do you really need to say it? You cook, I... It was only natural to clean the tableware. Hehe, cooking and cleaning up the dishes, the latter … "It's easier." She stood up drunkenly, looking at his proud and aloof back, murmuring to herself complacently, feeling that she had picked up a huge bargain.

He put the bowl and chopsticks back into the kitchen and was about to open the water cage to clean up when his hand was suddenly held down. Startled, he turned around unsteadily and found himself standing behind him.

"You … Why did you come down again? Are you afraid that I won't be able to clean it? Rest assured! I can't do such complicated things as cooking, but I'm still quite good at simple things like washing dishes! " she said, grinning.

Mo Zixiao frowned, his eyes calmly sweeping across her injured finger, and said indifferently: "I order you to go upstairs immediately! Hurry up and clean yourself up! The smell of your wine can even smoke a cow to death! "

She was indeed a bit drunk, because she clearly felt that she was unable to control her own body. He was unable to control his expression or his words.

She giggled and jabbed a finger at his chest. "Do you want me to wash it for nothing and then stay under the covers and wait for you?"

At this moment, her cheeks were rosy, her red lips were full and tender, and her pair of shears were sparkling like a beautiful and brilliant star falling. In the depths of her eyes, she stared at him innocently, seemingly innocent and harmless on the surface. Her seductive red lips spat out words that were filled with a fatal look. Tease.

He felt as if there was a fire burning within him, and he wanted to press her down. It was all over the table. He moved, but his reason made him turn around quickly. He said coldly, "Pay attention to your wound, don't make it bleed again. I really don't like treating your wound!"

When she heard that, she felt bored, so she shook her head and sighed, "Mo Zixiao! You're so boring! He's even more ignorant of the wind than I am. "Love!"

With that, he staggered back up the stairs.

He walked into the bedroom and into the cloakroom. He looked at the various colors and styles of the nightgown. Stunned.

The nightgowns were as thin as cicada's wings, and their arms were exposed. His legs still revealed half of his chest, so it was almost as good as if he wasn't wearing any clothes on his body.

She had seen these nightgowns in Liao Ling's wardrobe. According to Liao Ling, they were for pleasure. Clothes.

Put on these clothes and sleep. No matter how tame a man was, he would turn into a fierce wolf. His eyes would shoot out green light in the middle of the night.

At that time, her face had turned red with embarrassment. She had wanted to buy two pieces, then wear them on the night of her wedding to show Xiao Bo Yao and lure him away. Bewildered him.

I just didn't expect …

After staring blankly for a while, she finally let out a sigh and helplessly chose a dark purple colored sleep. Clothes.

This color, it shouldn't be too transparent, right?

However, when he unfolded it, he could still see the other end of the clothes.

When she thought of Mo Zixiao's pair of glowing green eyes darting back and forth on her, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

However, it was better than not wearing it at all. Furthermore, she didn't want to use all her strength to hook his heart. Is it coming?

Finding an excuse to convince herself, she took her clothes and slouched into the bathroom.

Putting down his clothes, he turned around to close the door. However, before he could even touch the door handle, his foot slipped and his body slipped. She lost her balance and fell backwards, her head hitting the washstand behind her as she fell. Waves of burning pain followed by waves of dizziness made her fall heavily to the ground. She didn't even have the time to reach out and touch the back of her head. He fell into a coma.

When she woke up, she felt a headache coming on. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was lying on a bed covered in a thin blanket. Mo Zixiao was sitting in front of her, staring at her face with his deep and dark eyes.

She was a little embarrassed and slowly sat up while enduring the pain. She smiled coyly: "I'm really useless, am I not? I just wanted to take a bath, but I ended up in the hospital. Falling to unconsciousness. "

He didn't say anything, but withdrew his gaze and stood up straight. Then, he picked up the suit and put it on, walking out while putting it on.

"Sigh!" Where are you going so late? " she asked hypocritically, actually wishing he would disappear from the room.