Chapter 425 (1/2)

However, Xia Tong is not made of water, but like Xiao Mo, just like porcelain made of clay, it is a stone that dares to collide with the long river of fate.

However, the stone also has edges and corners. After being collided, it will eventually be hit by fate and make her feel painful. So at the critical moment, she needs some time and space to lick her wound.

She is a firm woman, naturally there will be no soft place. She is like a lone wolf, running and walking in desert of the this world with theout any stop.

Even if there is a wound, she will only lick her wound when there is no one.

Therefore, Xiao Mo trusted her. Even if she had something, he would smile and let her do it. Even if he saw her approaching with other men, he was always willing to stay at home and wait for her to come back.

Pay so much, do not need her to say anything, do not need her to do anything. What he wants is that Xia tong can stay with him sincerely.

This love, he is willing to use his life to protect!

But he won't tell Xia Tong these words. He is like the most silent mountain, giving her free sky and love, but he will never say anything sweet in his mouth.

Seeing Xiao Mo coming back, Nangong Chen greeted him, looking forward to him, ”where is she?”

He didn't chase out, because he knew that although Xia Tong lost her memory, she still had resistance to herself at the bottom of her heart. But to Xiao Mo, there is not so much resistance.

For her, he is a man she can't let go. After all, she was the one who fell in love before. At the bottom of her heart, she may still have an indescribable feeling about Xiao mo.

But why on earth did she dare not recall her memory?

Nangong Chen shook his head in some confusion. This is not something he can think of clearly. Seeing Xiao Mo's eyes, he knew that he might be ignored by Xiao Mo again.

Sure enough, Xiao Mo didn't answer him, but walked over quietly. Nangong Chen looked at his figure angrily, but noticed his clenched fist, still trembling slightly.

In the bar, the bustling crowd passed by hall. He quietly poured himself a glass of red wine and drank it slowly.

The cool feeling of red wine went down his throat to his heart and abdomen. There were some bright colors in the corners of his mouth, which looked more like blood.

The pale skin, combined with the lips that had just drunk red wine, made hall look like a Western vampire who had just finished sucking blood. The people next to him in the bar couldn't help screaming and were a little away from him.

The man's body exudes a cold smell. He is the one they dare not approach. Intuition tells them that if they approach this man, I'm afraid their lives will be threatened!

”Hehe, you are still afraid of me. But I don't blame them. After all, I'm also a scary person. ”

Hall smiled calmly and then closed his eyes. But before he could think, a graceful figure of a woman came to him and leaned against the wine cabinet beside him.

His place is a well decorated wine shelf in the bar, which is also convenient for him to get drinks. The drinks here are the most expensive and the best in the blues bar.

The blues bar is originally an excellent bar. Sheng Jingzhong thinks it is the top place of the bar. The best wine here is no different from gold.

”Handsome boy, can I have a drink of your wine?”

The charming voice of a woman sounded like an ordinary woman's trick in a bar. Hall didn't raise his head, but waved quietly.

He didn't mind letting the woman close to him and having a good drink. In his opinion, this woman is no different from those who want to get close to him and can drink a good drink but don't have so much money.

Among women, perhaps Xia Tong is the only one who really doesn't love money?

Other women are exactly the same in his heart. Sell your body for money or other things, such as power, such as better clothes and decorations.

It's just a business you love and I want. What's the difference between it and his dark trade, buying and selling drugs and arms?

Only in this bar, this kind of transaction is smeared with some emotional color. Men and women wandered purposefully in the bar, and then covered up the peach ambiguity under money.

The next day, when they are sober, they will let go of each other's hands. The people who were so close last night have become indifferent now?

After all, isn't it still a money deal?

Hall thought and took another sip of the wine. He never disdained to touch such a woman, because he knew that there was no difference between such a woman and goods for him.

People, how can they have feelings for goods?

Hall has a strong desire for cleanliness and possession. The things he has used will not be touched by anyone again. Those women who want to stay by his side, which is not a commodity that doesn't know who has touched it many times?

So why should he disturb his interest for this kind of commodity?