C46 (1/2)
After he was done, he wanted to go out, but after walking a few steps, he came back and sat by the window, basking in the autumn wind. For the first time, he felt that the world had become beautiful again.
The woman he loved was lying on the bed quietly, while he sat there quietly. He didn't need to speak, he only needed to quietly watch over her to feel endless beauty and satisfaction.
Although this feeling came too suddenly, causing him to feel caught off guard, as long as he opened his heart and calmly accepted it, he would feel as if all the haze in his heart had dissipated in an instant.
That being the case, he would no longer resist it. He would forget about the woman who had never put him in her heart before, and properly cherish the kind woman who was currently quietly lying on the chuang who might seem rough and reckless, but was actually scheming a lot.
Tomorrow, it would definitely be even better. He had already tasted the warmth of the sun once again, and his frozen heart had already gradually warmed. How could the love he had always hoped for lose him again?
Xia Xinxin lay on the bed, not daring to move. Her eyeballs kept rolling under her eyelids. Due to the deliberate tightening of her eyes, she was so nervous that her eyelashes trembled violently.
Mother! Young Master Mo, can you stop staring at me? I don't have the appearance of a Moon-Shrugging Flower, so how could I be worthy of your soulful gaze!?
Heavens! Help me! Get him to leave in an emergency!
The hands under the blanket quietly joined together, begging for mercy. He even wished that there would be a hail storm or a fire, forcing him to risk it.
But at this time, Bodhisattva didn't seem to show his strength at all. She begged for a long time, but she still couldn't hear him get up and walk around.
After an unknown period of time, just as he was bitterly feeling that he couldn't hold it in and wanted to open his eyes, he finally heard the sound of a chair scraping against the ground, followed by the sound of his footsteps.
However, her heart had tightened into a ball, tightly gripping her heart like a big hand. She was completely unable to breathe.
”Ugh …” What was he going to do?
Amidst her bewilderment, a warm and moist kiss lightly landed on her forehead.
An electric current coursed through her body, and she was too frightened to move.
His warm breath slowly spread out, surrounding her layer by layer, making her feel at a loss of what to do.
Only after a long while did his lips leave her forehead, and then she heard his hoarse and low voice, ”Idiot, from now on, I'll protect you. I definitely won't let you get hurt again.”
Then he gently rubbed the back of his hand. He rubbed her cheek, making her itch and feel numb.
She wanted to open her eyes, but she was afraid to.
She was now completely confused by his inexplicable behavior.
Her mind was as muddled as a paste, unable to think properly about what he was doing all this for.
Just as he was feeling extremely tormented, his hand left, followed by the sound of his footsteps. Then, he gradually walked away, and finally completely disappeared.
She thought he must have left the room, but still she dared not open her eyes, for fear that she might not have gone far, and secretly opened her eyes a thread to keep her breath, and rolled her eyes and peeped about, and when she saw that there was no sign of him, she opened her eyes and sat up, gasping for breath. Rest.
Mother! He was going to die!
What's the matter with him?
Why did he kiss her, why did he say that to her?
He was here to protect her? He wouldn't let her get hurt again?
How could these words be said so easily!
That was what a man said to his beloved girl!
She was only a slave bought by him for a huge sum of money. If he carefully calculated it, it hadn't been more than twenty-four hours!
In just 24 hours, an earth-shattering change had occurred?
He really liked it. This girl was not too good-looking, and her temper was not too good?
She didn't believe it! He absolutely could not believe it!
At that time, Xiao Boyao had once said that he would carry her for the rest of her life. Those words were still ringing in his ears, and he had swept away all of her wealth, including her identity.
He was probably sitting at home right now, holding a bunch of bills she had swindled from her parents and counting them with relish.
Such a simple man who came from the mountains couldn't believe it. What was more, this evil mafia lord who wandered around in the flowers all day long?
Perhaps he had never seen a woman of her type before, and he thought that the novelty of the excitement attracted him, so he mistook it for love. She did.
That's right! It must be!
She would not take his words seriously!
That would explain everything he had done for her.