C30

Chapter 30 - Alcohol Disorder

The man's voice was even more rich and quiet than usual. His slightly cold large palm urgently pressed against her body.

Qiao Mo woke up, the first thing she smelled was not the usual cold and familiar smell, but the sweet smell of brandy and alcohol. Qiao Mo's heart skipped a beat, her little hands grabbed onto his arm, in the darkness, her eyes opened wide, staring straight at his face, "You drank?"

Xiao Yan obviously did not have the energy or the skills, or perhaps, did not have the patience to reply her.

Qiao Mo's skin turned cold. She was caught off guard by the invasion, and her whole body shivered.

This man, Xiao Yan, had been like an ice mountain since the moment Qiao Mo met him. Even when he smiled, no one could feel a hint of warmth from him.

But tonight, Xiao Yan was like a lit torch, almost melting away her small self.

… ….

After a long period of love, Qiao Mo wore a white shirt that belonged to Xiao Yan and sat at the window.

At three in the morning, she hugged her knees as she quietly sat on the windowsill. Her small hands rested on her stomach as she looked out at the morning star in the sky.

He pressed his fingers to his temples and slightly opened his eyes. At this time, he was also awake, the person in his embrace had already disappeared, and as he slightly raised his eyes, he saw her sitting on the windowsill. It was quiet and gentle, which slightly moved his heart.

Xiao Yan stood up, his steps floating. When he walked to her side, although Qiao Mo did not turn his head, he had already sensed his approach. His small head leaned on his waist, and he said with a soft voice.

Xiao Yan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and played with her long hair that fell on his shoulders. He lowered his head and sniffed lightly at the top of her head.

His words were still as pitiful as ever.

However, Qiao Mo wanted to say much. She turned around, buried her face deeply into his waist, hugged his waist, and asked softly. "Why are you so drunk?"

He reeked of alcohol, but even if he lost his rationality from drinking, he was still an elegant wine guest. For a man like Xiao Yan, it was destined that he wouldn't look too awkward no matter how much he tried.

The man didn't answer. He only kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Qiao Mo asked, "Why me? Xiao Yan, why was it me in the first place? "

Actually, until now, she still didn't understand why Xiao Yan would marry her. His condition was so good, and there were a lot of women in Hai Cheng that wanted to marry him, but she, who was so ordinary, was married to him.

Qiao Mo never expected that Xiao Yan would answer her question.

"Young and beautiful, I have never denied that. Qiao Mo, your body is attracting me."

She stiffened in his embrace. After a long while, she seemed to have recovered her wits, and her pair of small hands gently pushed open the center of his waist, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Just as her feet were about to land on the ground, she was caught by the man's arms and lifted into the air.

Qiao Mo was startled. In the dark of the night, her watery eyes stared at him in a daze, and in the end, she had extended her arm and wrapped it around his neck.

… ….

The next morning, when Qiao Mo just woke up, she felt a sharp pain between her legs. She couldn't explain why, but she could tell that there was blood under her legs when she woke up to check in the bathroom.

After Xiao Yan woke up from bed, he knocked the door and went in to wash up.

"Qiao Mo, open the door."

It was late in the morning, and in Xiao Yan's previous life, he had never lost control of himself like this. He had always thought that everything Qiao Mo did was right and proper.

Qiao Mo was the only person who had lost control of herself in the thirty-two years he had lived.

When he thought of this, the corner of the man's eyes twitched. He became slightly anxious and impatient, his finger once again knocked on the bathroom door a few times. "Qiao Mo."

He stood outside the door, his long legs crossed, and called for someone inside to open the door.

Qiao Mo panicked. She scratched her head and thought that she was bleeding because she went too far last night. She looked terrible when she opened the door.

Xiao Yan went in to wash up. Qiao Mo also brushed her teeth together with him, and the two of them stood in front of the mirror, not hesitating at all.

Qiao Mo finally could not resist saying: "In the future, you are not allowed to touch me like you did last night."

Xiao Yan washed off the toothpaste foam on his face and lifted his chin. His appearance was like "I'll touch it however I want to".

Qiao Mo sighed helplessly. She pushed him away and walked out of the bathroom, then said without turning her head, "In the future, if you don't know your limits like this, we'll split up and sleep."

Xiao Yan was slightly startled. He roughly obtained some information from Qiao Mo's words, walked out in large strides and grabbed her wrist. He was angry from getting up, had a bad temper in the morning, and his handsome brows were deeply knitted together.

Qiao Mo wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

"My, my …"

Xiao Yan squinted his eyes and let go of her wrist. He turned around to change his clothes, "You want to rob me of my rights without a proper reason? Qiao Mo, is this how you read a book? "

Qiao Mo was furious, "You made me bleed!"

After saying that, she almost wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide, especially when Xiao Yan turned around and stared at her with a strange gaze.

Qiao Mo pushed him away, and was hugged by Xiao Yan. The man's brows were still deeply knitted, but his voice was a bit hoarse. He hugged the soft woman in his arms tightly, and said with a heavy expression in his eyes, "Let me see."

Qiao Mo: "..."

He wants to see?

Qiao Mo stammered, "No, no, it's not serious."

As Qiao Mo said that, she pushed him away and went to get her clothes.

Xiao Yan embraced her from behind, he was extremely patient, "Pain?"

Qiao Mo's face was completely red, why did he ask in such a serious tone? This sort of thing, it would be better if he stopped there. He was really excited with the question.

Qiao Mo bit her lips, and blankly nodded her head.

"Then rest a bit longer."

Qiao Mo was startled, and turned her head to look at him. She felt that something was wrong with him since last night, why did he treat her so well?

Xiao Yan stared at her, staring at himself, he asked: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qiao Mo blinked her big wet eyes, and shook her head, "No, no, I just think your temper is a little better."

"I used to have a bad temper?"

When Qiao Mo said those words, she indeed did not have that kind of meaning, but this man was truly not ordinary.

Qiao Mo sighed lightly, turned around in his arms, and tied his tie with her small hand. "Mr. Xiao, don't you feel that your temper is bad?"

Again, he ordered her to do this and that. Wasn't that bad?

In any case, he should at least be a bit more amiable when looking for her to do something.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan slightly pushed her waist and ordered her as usual, "Go, wash the treasury."

Qiao Mo, "... Why? The clothes were always washed by Aunt Yan. "

"Personal items. I don't like to let unfamiliar people touch them."

Qiao Mo's ears were burning. What he meant was, she was familiar with her?

Qiao Mo somewhat despised herself, and wanted to force the issue, "Since when have I become familiar with you?"

After she finished speaking, she turned her body to the side, not daring to look at him.

In the end, the man looked at her and coldly said, "You've done it so many times, and you're telling me that you're not familiar with me?"

Qiao Mo: "..."

Can this man's words be any more explicit?

Can't you be more reserved?

Qiao Mo stood on top of the washbasin and helped him wash his personal clothes, becoming hotter and hotter. This was the first time she had helped a man wash his private room!

She stood there for a while as the pain in her stomach became more and more obvious. It was accompanied by a sharp pain that became clearer and clearer each time.

Xiao Yan's stomach was also churning. As he was about to go downstairs, he heard a disgusted sound from the washroom.

Qiao Mo laid on the side of the toilet as she retched.

Xiao Yan glanced at the clothes in the basin and coldly said: "Washing my storeroom makes you feel so disgusted?"

Qiao Mo felt extremely uncomfortable all over, and didn't have time to explain anything to him.

When she woke up and felt better, she ran downstairs. Xiao Yan didn't even use his breakfast and drove to the company.

Qiao Mo laid on the carved railings on the second floor and curled her lips. She would misunderstand her and misunderstand her meaning.

… ….

When first started his senior year, there were still a lot of classes. Now that the basic classes had ended, coupled with the fact that Qiao Sheng's surgery was very successful, after Qiao Mo finished his breakfast, without paying too much attention to his body's problems, he went to Rong's for an interview.

The interview was successful, Rong Chengmo's attitude was extremely friendly.

"Miss Qiao, this is my name card. If you have any questions, you can contact me directly. "Sure thing, come in at nine tomorrow morning and report on time, huh?"

Qiao Mo had studied art applications, and although Rong Chengmo's company had a real estate, they did not need to learn how to use art. It was similar to the interior design jobs, they were all fine.

Qiao Mo only had one goal right now, and that was to earn money.

Although Qiao Sheng's operation was successful, the subsequent medical fees would definitely be quite a sum of money. She didn't have the qualifications and the right to be picky about his position.

Moreover, the job and salary that Rong Chengmo gave him could indeed be considered to be better.

Qiao Mo was in a good mood as she received the name card, "Alright, thank you Sir President Rong for not thinking too much about this lowly one. I am truly sorry for the accident last time."

Rong Chengmo nodded lightly, "It's alright, Luo Luo's friend is my friend."

… ….

Qiao Mo arrived at's home before she returned home. Usually, Qiao Mo liked to make dessert, but since she had nothing to do, she prepared to make some small cakes and cookies.

She busied herself for around two hours. After wrapping up the cake and biscuits, she carried them out of the kitchen just as Xiao Yan came back.

When she saw him, she smiled. "You're back?"

Xiao Yan obviously didn't look good. With a cold expression, he didn't even bother to look at her.

Qiao Mo thought, could it be that he was still misunderstanding her about what had happened this morning?

Just as Xiao Yan climbed the stairs with his long legs, Qiao Mo ran to catch up with him, his small hands grabbing onto his arms, "Do you want to eat some cakes and biscuits? I just made it. "

Xiao Yan pulled his arm away from her hand and spoke in a low voice, "I don't like dessert."

Qiao Mo gave a dejected "Oh", then followed him upstairs. She said: "I didn't do that on purpose in the morning, I seem to have caught a cold last night. I feel like throwing up all day today."

Xiao Yan didn't react at all.

Qiao Mo was a little anxious. Since young, she hated being misunderstood the most and asked anxiously, "Xiao Yan, did you hear my explanation?"

Xiao Yan walked to the entrance of the study and suddenly turned around. He stopped in his tracks and looked up at him expectantly.

However, the man didn't change his attitude, "I want to work now, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

They had been on better terms last night, this morning, and now, it seemed, they were back where they started.

Qiao Mo muttered: "You have to work at the company, and going home is also a job, aren't you tired?"