C117 You miss my kiss so much

You miss my kiss so much

Qiao Mo was almost defeated, she was like a deserter who had lost before even having a chance to fight, fleeing in panic from the teahouse.

She ran very fast, using all her strength to run.

That heart that was like dead water ignited anew after meeting Xiao Yan.

Why …

Why did the heavens arrange for them to meet again?

Why did they have to face each other and injure each other like this?

Qiao Mo slowly squatted and cried.

Xiao Yan chased after his with big strides. Looking at the frail and delicate girl squatting on the ground in the boundless night sky, he helplessly hugged himself and cried out loud.

His heart, which had been calm for so long, was actually a little nervous tonight.

The man spread his legs that were wrapped in high-quality black trousers and stood in front of her, looking down at Qiao Mo from above.

"Why don't you dare admit it? What exactly are you and Jing Yu hiding from me? "

Hearing Xiao Yan's familiar male voice, Qiao Mo immediately stood up and prepared to flee.

However, he was forcefully restrained by one of the man's large hands. He then pulled his wrist into the man's bosom and tightly shackled it.

"Qiao Mo, I want the truth!"

She was in his arms, struggling, her hands pounding on his shoulders. "I have nothing to tell you! Mr. Xiao, even if I was Su Jingyu's ex-girlfriend, you shouldn't have treated me like this, right?! Please have some self-respect! "

Xiao Yan did not loosen his grip in the slightest, and instead held her even more tightly in his embrace. "Even if I were a married man, I still have the right to know my feelings about my past!"

His voice was stern and cold, carrying the usual domineering and domineering tone that Qiao Mo was familiar with.

That's right, this was Xiao Yan. Other than being indifferent and indifferent, there was also an irresistible force.

This man had once given her the entire world, but he had single-handedly destroyed that Phantom Jade Restaurant. He had given her the best in the entire world, and he had also gifted her all the worst memories of her life.

Qiao Mo swallowed her parched throat, as if she was gulping down pieces of glass.

"Let go! Xiao Yan! Let me go! "

Xiao Yan was also a stubborn person. When he was together with Qiao Mo, no matter if it was right or wrong, only Qiao Mo would lower his head first.

"Qiao Mo, if you don't explain yourself tonight, don't think about leaving!"

He didn't know why, it was obvious that he didn't care about the past, but tonight, he was about to die.

Qiao Mo was utterly defeated, her sobs making no sound. Her pair of scarlet eyes held onto his arm with both of her hands, begging him, "Xiao Yan … I beg of you. Let me go... We have nothing more to do with each other. I beg of you. "Let me go..."

Xiao Yan was even more sure about the relationship between him and Qiao Mo.

A slender finger with well-defined knuckles pinched her chin, "It doesn't matter anymore? What was our relationship before that? "

Qiao Mo shifted her gaze elsewhere and continued to lie, "Two years ago, we were male and female."

The man's long, slender, powerful legs approached her. His eyes were deep and narrow. He examined her with a gaze as sharp as an eagle's. "You left me because of my illness?"

Qiao Mo's heart skipped a beat. His illness...?

She didn't know, she didn't know at all.

However, when she thought back to what Su Jingyu had said to her in the washroom, it was not hard to guess that Xiao Yan must be suffering from a serious illness.

Otherwise, how could he have lost all his memories of the past thirty-two years for no reason at all?

Could it be … Is it brain cancer?

She looked at him blankly. Xiao Yan's gaze was overbearing, his fingers fiercely tightened, and he asked again forcefully: "Answer me! Is it because I have brain cancer that you left me? "

Qiao Mo raised her head and looked at him steadily. This face, every time when it was deep into the night, would appear in front of her, her mind, and her heart a hundred times.

It was like a silent tug of war, with only his right to call a halt, and she had always been the passive one.

Her ice-cold tears rolled down her face and into her hair. Qiao Mo opened her mouth slightly and said a firm word: "Yes!"

Just assume that she had betrayed him, or perhaps … He wouldn't pester her anymore.

It was only at this moment that she discovered that loving a person was something that she could not forget. She loved him so deeply and passionately that it was like the most mellow brandy in the world.

She would rather that he hate her a little than … Because of the injuries he had suffered in the past, he felt a bit guilty.

Qiao Mo loved a person like this. So hot, so hot that it seemed like she would burn herself in the next second.

When she fell in love with Xiao Yan, she could never learn to stop. Two years ago, she was just like a moth to a flame, and two years later, it was still the same.

"Xiao Yan, we are finished, everyone has their own ambitions. When you had the brain cancer back then, I couldn't possibly be by the side of someone who can't stay safe. Even if … I'm sorry. "

Xiao Yan tightly held onto her arm, and slowly loosened his grip in disappointment.

The corner of his thin lips had been pursed very deeply. When Qiao Mo turned to leave, he coldly spoke: "Where are you staying at, I'll send you back."

It was too late to get a car.

Qiao Mo raised her head slightly, she was so stubborn that she did not want to let her tears fall. She smiled, and even smiled decently, "There's no need, I'm very close here, it's enough for me to walk back."

Xiao Yan once again put his hand into the pocket of his suit, and his eyes turned calm and collected. He hid his emotions without changing his expression, and said: "Get on the carriage, I still have something to ask you."

His tone was very light, but it was filled with an irresistible force.

Qiao Mo was very tired, she did not want to argue with him anymore and obediently got on the car.

However, she subconsciously walked to the front passenger side of the car. When she was about to open the door, she suddenly realized that the passenger side no longer belonged to her.

She retracted her hand, gripped her fingers tightly, and lowered her head into the back seat.

Xiao Yan's strong observation skills naturally discovered this scene.

He still did not believe that their relationship was only that of an ordinary couple.

If it was so ordinary that it was not even worth mentioning, then why did everyone hide Qiao Mo's existence?

Qiao Mo was also trying hard to restrain something but she still did not want to speak the truth.

As Xiao Yan drove, he took a glance at her from the rearview mirror and asked in a bland voice, "Where are you staying at?"

Qiao Mo gave him the address of the hotel, and then looked out the window.

"You just returned to Hai City?"

Su Jingyu had unconsciously said "Qiao Mo is back." How could someone as shrewd as Xiao Yan not know that she had just returned to Seahold from abroad?

Qiao Mo lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze focused on the tightly clenched fingers on her leg. "Yes."

Xiao Yan calmly asked, "Just where have you been these past two years?"

"New York, I'm in New York."

"You left me because of the recurrence of my brain cancer. Are you afraid of being with someone who's on the brink of death?"

Qiao Mo's fingertip pinched hard against the center of her palm and it was so painful that it became numb, "Yes, we're just an ordinary couple, why should I guard the side of someone who has already stepped into hell? I am still very young, and there is no need for me to devote my entire youth and life to you. "

Xiao Yan sneered, "You are right, I have no right to force you to stay by my side. After all, I was about to die at that time."

Qiao Mo could hear his sarcastic tone. She bit her lips slightly, and didn't raise her eyes to look at him at all. "Xiao Yan, I admit that I had let you down at the time. Now that you have a new partner and family, I hope we can get along. "

With one hand on the steering wheel, Xiao Yan took out the diamond ring from his pocket and held it in front of Qiao Mo.

A flash of astonishment flashed past Qiao Mo's eyes. Two years had passed, and this ring was still properly preserved by him?

But … She couldn't admit it.

Ordinary couples wouldn't have such an expensive wedding ring.

"This isn't mine. Before me, you had other girlfriends. Even if I am with you, I will only be the most ordinary one. "

"Then why have you been avoiding me? Is it because you abandoned me back then and feel guilty towards me? "

Qiao Mo bit her lips, "Perhaps so."

"Your friend, why do you say that I have let you down? Qiao Mo, what other things are you hiding from me? "

"Luo Luo doesn't understand the situation. She's drunk and is speaking nonsense."

One lie after another. She was trying so hard to make a circle, but she was afraid that if she made a small movement, he would immediately see through her.

Only now did Qiao Mo realize that lying required a lot of courage and perfect acting.

Following that, Xiao Yan seemingly let her go, he only drove and did not ask her any other questions.

It was late at night and there was very little traffic. The road was unobstructed. The black viscount was like a cheetah as he sped along the road.

Reaching his destination, Qiao Mo got off the car, "Thank you."

Xiao Yan followed her out of the car, "I have something else to ask you."

Qiao Mo looked back, and a tall and straight black shadow suddenly shrouded her vision. The man's big hands controlled her waist and arms, locking her between the car body and that familiar chest.

He lowered his head, his thin lips resting on hers, his lips biting and kissing.

Qiao Mo was sleepy for a moment.

Her entire body stiffened, her watery eyes widened, and her gaze lost all focus.

The temperature on her lips was obviously cold, but it was strong like fire.

Only when his ring finger turned cold did Qiao Mo regain his senses and push the man in front of him away.

The diamond ring on her ring finger had slipped into her finger and was now firmly wrapped around her finger.

Xiao Yan stared at her with shining eyes, and said with certainty: "This ring, is yours. You and I are definitely more than just an ordinary couple. Qiao Mo, you can deny it, but I have the ability to understand all of it. "

Qiao Mo covered her spicy lips, her heart almost suffocating.

The oxygen in her brain, the oxygen in her lungs, seemed to have been sucked out by him.

He coldly snorted and took a step closer with his shiny leather shoes, condescendingly looking at her red and swollen lips. "Just now, when I kissed you, did you miss it?"

Humiliation, no effort was spared.

Qiao Mo pushed him away and quickly entered the hotel.

Xiao Yan stared at that delicate back, and said with a cold smile: "Qiao Mo, I won't let you off so easily."

Now that the past was right in front of him, there was no reason for him not to find out.

After returning to the Xiao Family Villa, there was still a light in the bedroom upstairs.

Song Xiazhi was still waiting for him.

Xiao Yan's footsteps were a little heavy, just like his mood.

He pushed open the bedroom door and saw the woman lying against the headboard waiting for him until she fell asleep.

At his most difficult moment, she was still by his side, teaching him how to tie his shoelaces.

Even if Xiao Yan did not love his, Xiao Yan felt a lot of gratitude towards his.

His large hand gently caressed her hair, waking her up.

Song Xiazhi took the opportunity to hold his hand and place it against her cheek. "Big Brother Xiao, you're back."

Xiao Yan withdrew his hand without batting an eyelid, and turned to pull open his tie, asking without any emotion: "Qiao Mo is my ex-girlfriend, why are you hiding this from me?"