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ALICE hurriedly waved his hand, pointing to the water that had already leaked out of the bathtub, "No need, no need." "The water has already been put away. I'll be fine after soaking it, and it won't be that bad."

"Are you sure?" Mo Zixiao's black eyes were filled with questions.

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" She shook her head with a quick dry laugh.

"Then wash it! I'll go out first. " Only then did Mo Zixiao turn around.

She let out a long sigh of relief and was about to close the door when he suddenly turned around. He raised his eyebrows and pointed at the water that was overflowing from the washstand. "Remember to shut off the water for a while."

"Oh, oh, oh!" I'll close it immediately! " Panicking, she felt that she had nowhere to hide, so she immediately turned around to close the water cage before going back to the door.

As she closed the door, she involuntarily looked up and saw that he was still standing there, looking at her inquiringly.

She smiled awkwardly, closed the door gently, and locked it at once.

Unable to meet his probing gaze, she stayed in the bathroom, afraid to go out.

Fortunately, he hadn't knocked on the door to remind her that it was time to come out.

She didn't know how long she dragged on for, but when her entire body was soaked in an abnormal white color, she had no choice but to slowly get up.

He slowly put on the nightgown, tidied up his hair, fixed his toenails, and searched around for something to do to pass the time. When he found nothing to do in the bathroom, he quietly opened the door.

When he looked out, he saw that the light had already been extinguished, leaving only a weak wall lamp.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she wondered tensely if he had sensed her strangeness and was trying to make up for it.

He felt extremely bitter and didn't dare to take a step forward.

The dim light was pink, creating a romantic warmth. If it was in normal times, she would very much like this kind of atmosphere, and even more like his intentions.

But today, she was afraid of this atmosphere, afraid of being close to him. It was so close to each other.

Because it was stimulating. In his heart, he would definitely not ignore the kiss marks on her neck and chest that would not disappear for a few days.

No matter how foolish a man was, he would know what it was!

How would she explain then?

Was it to tell him that it was also his girlfriend's prank?

She powerlessly leaned against the door. She felt that she was at the edge of a precipice. If she advanced or retreated, she would die …

She stayed at the door for a long time, until she heard his snoring and was sure he was asleep, then she tiptoed over to him.

Seeing that there was still a glass of wine on the tea table that he had poured for her, she hesitated for a moment before finally picking it up and gulping it down.

He then picked up the half bottle of Lafite that was left on the side and poured it into the glass again, then directly drank all of it down into the mouth of the bottle with a 'gulu gulu' sound.

Tomorrow was bound to be a terrifying start. Tonight, she would use alcohol to numb him and allow him to spend another night by his side!

The moment he put down the bottle, he felt the smell of alcohol rush up and he burped loudly. He quickly covered his mouth and didn't even dare to turn his head, afraid that his reckless actions would wake him up.

He stood still for a long time. Only when he was certain that the commotion wasn't loud did he relax.

He tiptoed back to the chuang, lay down, turned off the light, and snuggled up against him, closing his eyes wearily.

She placed her hand on his powerful waist. Feeling the unique aura on his body and the strength of his muscles, her heart felt both satisfied and sour at the same time.

Tonight should be their last night, right?

After today, tomorrow, they would go their separate ways.

She had longed for so long and been happy for so long, but in the end, it was just a beautiful dream …

Not long later, on the edge of the alcohol, he fell asleep in a daze and started snoring loudly to his heart's content.

In the darkness, Mo Zixiao slowly opened his eyes as a proud smile emerged on the corner of his mouth …

Mo Zixiao woke up early in the morning, washed up, and then went downstairs. He sat at the dining table, frowning as he looked at the empty dining table, and called out, "Mother Xin!"

Mother Xin rushed over, "What's the matter?" Young Master? "

"What about today's paper?" he asked flatly.

A troubled expression immediately appeared on Mama Xin's face, and she stammered, "Still …" It hasn't been delivered yet! "

As soon as today's newspaper was delivered, it caused a huge commotion among the servants. They all knew that this was no small matter, so they all decided to first intercept the newspaper and let Old Master Mo have a look.

"Mother Xin!" Bring the newspapers! " Mo Zixiao's eyebrows did not move, his voice was calm, but it was full of deterrence.

Mama Xin felt her heart skip a beat. She felt that this young master, who had once been so kind-hearted, had suddenly turned into a different person. The sharp, murderous look in his eyes was very similar to the Mo family's old man.

He didn't dare to continue lying, so he could only nod, "Young Master, please wait!"

He turned around and left. Not long later, he returned with several newspapers in his hands. He respectfully said, "Young Master, this way please."

Mo Zixiao lightly replied, picking up a newspaper and casually flipping through it.

Mother Xin stealthily heaved a sigh of relief. She held her breath and was just about to quietly leave when Mo Zixiao's pampered voice rang out again, "Bring me the newspaper that was taken away."

A tearless expression was immediately revealed on Mother Xin's face. After snorting for a long time, she helplessly handed over the newspaper she had quietly pulled out.

He took it and opened it. His eyes carelessly scanned through it. His face still had that leisurely expression, but it only lasted for a second.

In the next second, his face immediately turned pale. He clenched the newspaper so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Hearing the 'rustle' sound coming from the newspaper, Mama Xin was very scared.

However, even if it was raining, what was there to be afraid of came!

With a few coughs, the revered Old Master Mo slowly walked down the stairs.

"Master! You came down? Is your throat uncomfortable? Today, I'll let you boil a pot of lung soup! " Mother Xin rushed forward to support Old Master Mo, looking anxiously at Mo Zixiao as she walked.

Mo Zixiao seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and immediately crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the basket under the table, laughing, "The newspapers these days are getting more and more outrageous! All day long, he would appear as a star and frame a politician, while all day long, that politician would harass the female secretary! "It's a complete mess!

As he spoke, he hastily stood up and pulled out a chair for Mo Gu Xuan. "You didn't come down to practice your sword today. It's your body." Are you feeling well? If so, call the doctor over to have a good look! "

Mo Guxuan's sharp gaze swept over his face indifferently as he pointed at the newspaper in the basket. "Pick it up and let me see." "I'm quite interested in the filthy things you've said!"

Mo Zixiao's face turned even paler, his eyes full of embarrassment. This was the first time he spoke without confidence, "Uhh." Don't let those things dirty your eyes, it's better not to look! So as not to affect your appetite. Mother Xin! "Hurry up and take away these newspapers, I still have many important matters to deal with today. Hurry up and get someone to start their meal!"

"Yes sir!" Mother Xin rushed forward and wrapped her arms around the large stack of newspapers and tried to pull it away.

Sigh! Originally, they didn't want to let Mo Zixiao see it, but now that Mo Zixiao had seen it and didn't want Mo Guxuan to see it, they had no choice but to obey his orders.

They didn't seek for merits, but only for the sake of survival. The Mo family was rarely able to live a few days in peace, and as servants, they couldn't bear to break this rare peace.

"Put it down!" Mo Guxuan shouted out the two words in a neither light nor heavy manner.

Mommy Xin's heart trembled, her hands immediately became soft, and the newspapers scattered everywhere. The large and unsightly image that was imprinted within the newspaper inevitably appeared in everyone's eyes.

For a moment, no one spoke, only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Mo Guxuan's eyes stared fixedly at the unsightly photos as his brows knitted tighter and tighter, forming a distinct 'Chuan' character. His mouth also became tighter and tighter, and the aged muscles around it also tightened, forming countless deep and shallow wrinkles.

He instantly became old.

A minute ago he had been a brisk, vigorous man with a booming voice, and in a minute he was a haggard old man with a wrinkled forehead and a weathered face who would never be beaten again.

Time stopped, and the life of everyone in the restaurant seemed to be fixed at this moment. The smell of death quietly permeated the hall.

After a long while, Mo Guxuan was about to bend down to pick it up, but at this moment, ALICE ran down the stairs in panic.

The sound of her footsteps instantly caused Mo Guoxuan to straighten his back, and caused everyone's gaze to gather on her body.

She hadn't noticed it until she was close to the door of the hall. Her dull eyes slowly fell on the scattered newspapers.

When he looked at the photo, which was the one of him and the bull the night before, his heart almost stopped beating in shock.

She wanted to explain, but when she looked at the ugly photos of the various postures, she only opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

At this moment, Mo Zixiao quickly walked over, pulling her hand and whispered, "You go upstairs first!"

She was moved to the point of wanting to cry, but at the same time, her heart was bitter and bitter.

She had done such a terrible thing, yet the first thing he thought of was to protect her. How could she endure this?

If she could reverse the flow of time, she would rather die than be blessed, than to do such an ugly thing!

But it had already happened, and there was nothing she could do about it.

This morning, before she had even woken up, she was called by a phone from her father, telling her to get up immediately and wait for her at the door.

Her father's voice on the phone was still as authoritative and powerful as usual, but she was acutely aware of a terrible anger, a coming storm!

She did not say much and immediately washed up. She put on some clothes and rushed downstairs.

But when she went downstairs, she saw a scene waiting for her.

Mo Guxuan's expression was cold to the point it caused her to be afraid!