Love and Hate of Past Time

"As long as you follow what you said before and don't tell him Say what you do, and I'll listen to you. " Mu Qingxuan bit his lower lip and nervously promised, fearing that he would not abide by the previous agreement.

They had been separated for several years. She felt that she could not understand his mind at all. But now, no matter how stupid she was, she could see that he was in a bad mood. She could not predict what he would do if he was angry.

Sure enough, that's what this woman did.

But her soft posture made Mo Yanrui more angry. He went out with a tight mouth and gloomy eyes, leaving no definite answer for her.

His departure is grasped by Mu Qingxuan's whole heart.

Even if she agrees to everything and obeys everything, can't she suppress his anger?

Her eyes showed a heavy sadness, and she sat on the sofa powerlessly, keeping the same posture for a long time in silence, until Xiaochen woke up to eat breakfast and pulled her to the table.

This weekend, because of the company of Mu Qingxuan, Xiaochen is more active than before. This makes sister LAN and several other servants in her family very happy, and her attitude towards Mu Qingxuan has changed.

Before they heard the rumor, they thought Mu Qingxuan was a vicious woman, but after getting along with each other these days, they saw Mu Qingxuan who was gentle, polite and caring for children. Naturally, they couldn't continue to be prejudiced.

But all day long, Mu Qingxuan never saw Mo Yanrui again. Xiaochen found her father several times in front of her. She could only say that he was busy with his work. But she couldn't control herself from associating his disappearance after today's anger with dealing with her parents.

The night of the villa by the sea is very beautiful. Although Mu Qingxuan only lives in a guest room, the window facing is also an endless sea view. But tonight, the thunderstorm suddenly came down, the calm sea had waves, and the ticking sound was beating on the window.

Her heart, like the weather, was not calm at all. She was staring at the window for a long time.

Finally, the rain stopped slowly, but the door was suddenly pushed open and made a huge noise. She turned her head in fright and faced Mo Yanrui who pushed the door up.

"You Are you back? " Mu Qingxuan tries to suppress her doubts and fears and opens her mouth calmly. Now that he has come in, she can also talk about her parents with him, so as not to be confused.

"Why are you waiting for me?" He came to her with a vain step, his black eyes shining, and a playful smile on his lips.

because the two men were very close, the smell of wine and perfume mixed up in his body, and his heart sank.

Where did he just go?

"Why not speak? Say it He suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and asked with a sharp look.

"I..." Mu Qingxuan felt a sense of discomfort. She vaguely knew why, but her current identity should not have such emotion at all, so she chose to cover it up.

"Is it that hard to tell a lie?" He coldly raised the corner of his lip and sneered at her.

"Why should I lie to you?" Mu Qingxuan really doesn't understand his logic.

As if he had heard a joke, the corners of his mouth were very curved, but the funny meaning didn't reach his eyes.

"Why? Because if you lie to me that you are waiting for me to come back, or I will be kind to you and your parents. "

It turns out that in his heart, she already needs to lie to get alms. But as long as we can solve the problem, what can she be stubborn under the eaves?

"Yes, I'm waiting for you." She answered slowly. It was not a lie, but something she didn't want to admit in her heart.

"Good, Mu Qingxuan. What do you want to talk to me about? Talking about what you said in the morning, as long as I let your parents go, would you agree to anything? " He came to her with a sudden smile.

Mu Qingxuan just looked at him quietly without making a sound.

Mo Yanrui's anger is constantly rising. Does she want to cheat him by putting on such a quiet and beautiful appearance?

"What? Back on it? "

"I didn't." She found that his mood was more ups and downs than those days before. She guessed that he might be drunk, and she didn't want to worry too much about the drunk cat.

"Since there is no, come and please me." Then he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Mu Qingxuan panics for a while, wriggles and struggles a few times. The neckline of her silk pajamas slides down a little. Mo Yanrui's eyes follow her slender and delicate neck to see the beautiful scenery revealed by accident. His eyes were a little confused, and he reached out and kneaded them accurately.

She opened her eyes wide, bit her lower lip in time, and tried desperately to push his hand away.

"Mo Yanrui, calm down. You're drunk. Don't do that."

But her rebellious hand was held down by his other hand, and words had no effect on him. She raised her knee to attack, but he had an early insight. He pushed her down on the soft bed, pressed her hands, and fixed her legs with his body."Don't you say anything? You are so rebellious now, I can send your father to prison tomorrow, do you believe it? "

Mu Qingxuan stares at him.

Her eyes made Mo Yanrui very upset, so she continued: "don't pretend to be Joan of arc. Have you forgotten how Xiaochen came?"

Mu Qingxuan closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate. Her face was calm and she didn't struggle any more. She didn't let him see any emotion.

"In other words, you are only willing to climb Bai Yu's bed now, but unfortunately, it's useless for you to climb his bed. To protect your parents, you still have to lie on the bed like now and let me do whatever I want."

He tries his best to let her know how humble her situation is now. Mu Qingxuan can't help but open her eyes, which are full of tears. Just in a blink, the crystal tears fall from the corner of her eyes.

Mo Yanrui's heart seemed to be hit by something. He released his grip on her hand and lay on his side, sneering and sighing: "you are crying, but, Mu Qingxuan, I can't tell your true from false."

Mingming has warned herself many times in her heart that this woman is heartless to him and her children. But when her tears fall, he can't help but cherish her sadness. He should be crazy.

He couldn't see her clearly. Is her tears really for sad and flow, or just to fool him?