Chapter 13

"Well." Joman simply answered, and then got up from the man's arms.

Qiao man came out from the bathroom, wrapped in a white bath towel. His delicate body and long white legs made him reverie.

She is charming and reserved.

Mu Beicheng pushed the door and went in. Seeing this behind the scenes, he picked her up and bullied her up.

Joman closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, trying to hide her fear and nervousness.

Mu Beicheng close to her ear, light hoarse voice way: "don't be afraid, this time I will be gentle to you."

He knew that his treatment had hurt her several times.

After the second indulgence, Mu didn't leave.

Joman couldn't stand it. His tears almost fell.

"Take back the tears." Mu Beicheng hated women's crying. His tone was heavy. When he realized it, it was too late.

Joe man clenched his teeth in pain, grabbed the sheet with both hands and stifled his tears back.

Looking at her aggrieved appearance, Mu Beicheng's interest wavered.

He got up to leave, gloomy Jun Yan went to the bathroom, leaving a cold word, "out."

Qiao man's eyes suddenly, wrapped in bath towel, left the room in a mess.

Mu Beicheng angrily stood under the shower and let the cold water fall. He clearly said he wanted to be gentle. Did he scare her again?

At six the next morning.

Mu Beicheng was dressed neatly and his expression was still indifferent. When he walked out of the room, his steps suddenly stopped.

See Joe man curled up body sitting at the door, she was only wrapped in a thin layer of bath towel, exposed in the air of the skin was frozen white.

Mu Beicheng was surprised that she didn't leave?

Qiao man suddenly wakes up and subconsciously raises his eyes to see Mu Beicheng staring at her.

He copied his pocket with one hand and stood against the light like that, with a sense of oppression in his dark eyes.

Qiaoman wanted to stand up, his legs were numb, and his feet were unsteady, "ah!..."

At the moment when she almost fell down, Mu Beicheng put his hand around her and took her into his arms.

When his hand touched the cold skin, he frowned and his eyes were bright.

After Joe man recovered, he pursed his lips and said, "I'm afraid you're angry, so I didn't go."

Mu Beicheng looked down at the little woman in his arms. He did not expect that she would squat at the door all night. He was worried that he would be angry.

"It's so stupid." He is not happy to finish, will hold her up, turned to the room.

He put her on the big bed, carefully tucked in the quilt, Joe man did not move, let him play.

"Sleep a little longer. It's two hours before you go to work."

Joman was sure he was concerned about himself.

"I won't make you unhappy any more."

Mu Beicheng left the room without saying anything.

In the place where Joman couldn't see, there was a nice curve in the corner of his mouth.

After a short rest, Qiao man leaves Shenghai Lvjing in a hurry. As soon as he gets into a taxi, his mobile phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Hello, are you miss Joman?" A man's voice came over the phone.

"I am. May I help you?"

"Your house is on fire. Please hurry up."

The fireman's words stunned Joe man.

"My house is on fire?" She couldn't believe what she heard.