Chapter 33 (1/2)

When Mo Su Qing came home, the whole person was terrible. Her face was as white as a ghost.

As soon as ye Zhongjue opened the door, he saw her in such a state of desperation that a trace of heartache crossed his eyes.

Although he had known for a long time that her relationship with her family was not very good, he did not expect that she would become like this when she went back home.

Ye Zhongjue looked at her trembling shoulder and held her tightly in his arms.

Tight embrace, more like silent comfort, let Mo Su Feeling in this moment, the heart has a rely on.

She bit her lips and hugged ye Zhongjue tightly.

All of a sudden, she raised her head and said, ”ye Zhongjue, I'm so sad...”

Ye Zhongjue looked at her eyes in silence, and finally, he bowed his head and gently kissed her lips.

At first, it was gentle and delicate like a feather caressing, but gradually, the kiss seemed to change its flavor.

Mo Su's expression gradually relaxed, as if in this way, can let her put those unpleasant things behind her.

She closed her eyes and tried not to think about what happened tonight.

Ye Zhongjue tightly held her in his arms, more and more pity, Mo Su Qing opened his eyes slightly, and obviously saw a trace of desire from his look.

She closed her eyes and hugged ye Zhongjue.

In an instant, ye Zhongjue's whole body trembled for a moment. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Su Qing in disbelief.

Mo Su has no facial expression, looks at him quietly, and spits out a word clearly.

”If only I could lose my memory...”

Ye Zhongjue looked at her deeply and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he suddenly pulled Mo Su's love into his arms, bowed his head and deeply kissed her red lips.

Ye Zhongjue hugged her and went straight to the bed.

Mo Su Qing slowly around his neck, her eyes slowly fell a tear, no one found.

Ye Zhongjue's mood is irritable. Mo Su Qing can clearly feel that his mood is more out of control than himself.

She slowly responded to him, let those unpleasant things, in their own mind see fade.

Long night, messy clothes on the ground

Mo Su Qing opened her eyes slightly. She remembered that they had been tossing from the living room to the bathroom, and then from the bathroom to the big bed lying on now.

Now a little thought back, she can not help blushing and heartbeat, she can not believe that she will have such a big courage.

Pillow arm slightly moved, Mo Su Qing immediately turned his head, looking at the person lying next to him, looking at himself like water.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was stunned, with charm and a trace of desire in her hoarse. Is this still her own voice?

I think it's really excessive today.

”What's the matter?” She said these three words, ye Zhongjue expression is still not much change.

He was still looking straight at himself, his eyes fixed on his face.

Although there is no big change in Mo Su's expression, she can feel that there are some things between them, which are slowly changing and fermenting. Perhaps, even she herself has not noticed that her relationship with ye Zhongjue is becoming more and more natural.

The quiet atmosphere lasted for two minutes, the two people have been in a deep confrontation, no one spoke first.

Suddenly, the corners of Ye Zhongjue's mouth moved.

”What's the matter with you tonight?”

His voice is very sexy, with a different kind of hoarseness than usual.

Mo Su Qing's expression was a little stunned. After a long time, she began to speak.

”Nothing!” Then she turned to sleep.

However, ye Zhongjue pulled her body and pulled her to look at her eyes.

He looked straight at her, his eyes seemed to be a little angry, but, very light, light Mo Su Feeling almost invisible.

”What's going on tonight? I hope you don't hide it from me! ”

Although Mo Su Qing was imprisoned in his arms, she was still stubborn and refused to speak.

Ye Zhongjue almost domineering to pull her small head over, let her look directly at himself.

Mo Su looks at him obstinately, is not willing to admit defeat on the momentum.

She thought to herself in the bottom of her heart that she really had a tendency to be abused. Otherwise, her father regarded herself as a marriage tool. Why would she still worry about him and feel so miserable.

When she looked up at ye Zhongjue again, his eyes became darker.