Chapter 27 (1/2)

Anger makes him unable to control to quickly untie his clothes, in her fierce fear of crying, mercilessly pulled up her legs, into her soft and pure body.

All night, he was rude and unrestrained to vent his anger, until Mu Qingxuan dizzy in the past, he felt guilty to climb the hair, heart remorse.

When she wakes up in the morning, the messy bed proclaims what happened yesterday. Mu Qingxuan moves. She feels as if she has been run over by a truck. She wants to move, but she shows her teeth in pain.

Aware of her movements, Mo Yanrui suddenly opens his eyes and turns over. Mu Qingxuan shrinks back in panic and almost rolls off the bed. He reaches out in time to catch someone, but she slaps him wildly.

”Go away, go away! You devil... ” She was afraid to look at him with her eyes closed.

Mo Yanrui's face was full of love, and he didn't want to stimulate her mood. He slowly drew back his hand, put on his nightgown, and walked out of the room.

For this reason, the two people hide from each other for several days, not knowing how to face each other.

Like Mu Qingxuan, Mo Yanrui also thinks about what happened five years ago. This time, he should take his time and let her have the process of re accepting him. Or she would not want to run away from him.

He lowers his head and finds Mu Qingxuan asleep, breathing gently, his mouth slightly raised and his eyes soft as water.

Then he closed his eyes, too. But Ruan Xiang was in his arms, but he couldn't do anything. He felt that the heat all over his body was rushing down, and he was suffering.

In the next two days, they either take Xiaochen out or play in Ruiyuan's garden. With the simple and slow pace of the holiday, people who pay attention to the observation will find that they have more eye contact and get along with each other in a harmonious atmosphere. Mo Yanrui doesn't shake his face like before.

”School again tomorrow.” Xiao Chen holds his chin and stares at Mu Qingxuan pitifully.

Their car is on its way back to star city.

”You've had such a good time this holiday and painted such beautiful pictures. Don't you want to show them to your classmates and teachers?”

Xiaochen tilted his mouth and thought, ”Mommy seems to have a point. When I go back, I have to tell Xu Xinxin that my daddy and Mommy are sleeping in the same room, but they don't have bad feelings.”

Xiaochen looks proud, but mu Qingxuan coughs because of his words. Mo Yanrui reaches over and caresses her back, and the corners of her mouth force a smile.

”Xiaochen Don't talk to your classmates. ” Children's world is simple, but Xiaochen's words from time to time will make her thunder inside and outside, Mu Qingxuan deeply feel that her face should be well thickened.

”Mommy, I'm not talking nonsense. I'm telling the truth.” Xiaochen shows the small eyes of doubt, immediately refute.

Mo Yanrui finally sent a message to help her out: ”Xiaochen, this is a little secret of the three of us. We don't have to talk to our classmates around.”

Xiaochen heard ”little secret”, small face showed excited, busy nodded: ”I will keep a good little secret.”

The servants of Xingcheng seaside villa also realize that their master's attitude towards Mu Qingxuan has changed since he came back. They are also gratified by this. After all, Mu Qingxuan's words and deeds show his concern for Xiaochen these days. They didn't believe that she was the cruel mother in the legend. They were sure that there must be some misunderstanding.

Back in Xingcheng, they still live in two different rooms as before. Sister LAN gently suggests that they can move back to the copied room as they did in Ruiyuan, Haicheng. Seeing that Mu Qingxuan looks embarrassed, Mo Yanrui refuses.

On the morning of the first day after the National Day holiday, Mo Yanrui got up earlier than Mu Qingxuan. He picked up the newspaper on the desk. When he saw the headline, he was very pale. His eyes were sharp and he called the maid who was preparing for it.

”Is this the only newspaper today? Why is this here? ” With that, Mo Yanrui had already pinched the newspaper out of shape.

The maid was so scared that she stammered, ”this is the one you are used to reading, young master.”