One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

At this moment, the night is already very deep, everything is silent, everyone has already gone to bed, the ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom is getting stronger and stronger, seeing the man's drunken black eyes flickering with strange fire, Nan Xiang's heart aches. Immediately, he jumped up thumping wildly, his cheeks gradually stained with a blush.

She put her hands on his chest and said shyly, "Mo Jingchen, you drank too much, I'll make you hangover tea, otherwise, you will have a very headache tomorrow..."

Mo Jingchen stretched out his hand to hold her chin, watched her delicate cheeks gradually bloom, the temperature in his eyes became more intense, he stared at her, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to drink hangover tea now, I just want to ..." He slowly lowered his head towards her, a rare smile appeared on his lips, "Nan Xiang, you smell really good."

There are no vulgar fragrances on her body, but only the faint fragrance of shower gel, which makes people feel refreshed. He kissed her tenderly, and the drunkenness in his eyes became stronger, and only she can make her feel happy. He was fascinated.

"Mo Jingchen..." Her heart was beating so fast, she suspected that her heart was about to jump out, she pushed him hard, her face shy, "We can't do this...you let go..." They still How can you do such an ambiguous thing without formally confirming the relationship.

"It can't be like this, it's like that, Nanxiang, I like you, don't you like me, or do you already have someone else in your heart?" Mo Jingchen kissed her, hugged her tightly, and didn't want to let her go, she It's too sweet, as long as he touches her, he will sink.

Nan Xiang widened his eyes in astonishment, looking at the man close at hand, his heart beat even harder, his bright and clear eyes were gradually stained with mist, and he choked up and said, "Do you really like me, don't you?" Jingchen, what do you like about me? I'm just a worthless orphan, why..." She once longed for a love so earnestly, but her dream was shattered.

"I like you..." Mo Jingchen hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones, his voice was low and intoxicating, "I just like you, there is no reason."

He didn't know why he liked her. At first he thought it was his mother's betrayal of the evil born of the Mo family. He just wanted to kill her to cover up the mistakes his mother had made. When he knew that she was just an adopted child , It's not evil, at that moment, the burden in his heart disappeared instantly, and he had never felt so relaxed in his life.

And his feelings for her also changed silently. Even though he knew that they had nothing to do with each other, he still found some excuses to get close to her and provoke her. He thought he had sunk.

"Mo Jingchen, you're drunk, you're really drunk." Most of the drunken people's words were not true. How could he fall in love with a girl as ordinary as her who used to be a maid? The night was so beautiful, and he was drunk, so he had the illusion.

"Nanxiang..." Mo Jingchen reached out and touched her hot cheeks. His deep black eyes reflected the girl's fragility of being afraid of getting hurt. He kissed her tenderly and whispered, "I'm drunk, but My mind is very clear, I know that the person I am hugging and kissing is you, don't resist me, you are the only girl who can break into my world."

"I..." Can she really open her heart to like him, can she really?

Nan Xiang gently stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his neck. Just as he was about to say something, he found that the man's body softened and his handsome face was buried in her soft embrace. Looking down at him with a look of astonishment, he actually fell asleep...

She looked at his side face full of masculine charm, stretched out her hand to touch it gently, and said with some sobs: "Mo Jingchen, are what you said drunk, can you take it seriously?" The heart that has been hurt cannot be hurt anymore. Hurt, otherwise, she really doesn't know if she can pass.

Mo Jingchen was so drunk that he had already fallen into a deep sleep. Nan Xiang looked at him for a while, then gently pushed him away, let him lie flat on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then went to the kitchen, Brew him hangover tea, no matter what he just said was true or false, she knew that she was out of medicine for a long time, and her soul that lacked love was throbbing again.

It was late at night, and on the other side, Song Yuwen and Ai Ling were arguing.

Although Ai Ling kept saying that Ziyan was dead, after Song Yuwen was sad, her mood stabilized and she began to doubt it.

He didn't believe it, as long as he didn't see Ziyan's body for a day, he wouldn't believe that she was dead, Ai Ling must have lied to him.

If you want to sneak in, don't even think about it.

He had an accident at Huo's house, and the young mistress and the others would definitely take action when they realized that he hadn't married Ziyan yet, so she couldn't just leave him like this, he knew she was reluctant.

"Yu Wen, can I sleep with you?" Looking at the man on the bed, Ai Ling couldn't hold back herself. She got on the bed, lay beside him, turned sideways, looked at him, her eyes were full of tears. Fascinated, she really wanted to hug him and kiss him to sleep, but with her current state, she knew she couldn't.

She couldn't make him feel disgusted towards her, and when she got Huo Zhennan's overseas money, she would go to restore her damaged face, and she wanted to hug and kiss him with the most beautiful posture.

Song Yuwen closed his eyes, with an undisguised look of disgust on Jun's face, he said disgustingly: "Stay away from me, you vicious woman, you let me go." He shrank his body and kept looking inside Move it away, except for Ziyan, he would feel disgusted when other women approached him.

As if she didn't hear what he said, A Ling looked at him with eyes full of love, and said softly: "You like Ziyan's type of woman, right? It's okay. When I get the money, I'll go The best plastic surgery hospital in the world, you will definitely like me when you have a purple face, Yu Wen, you are so handsome, these eyes, this nose, this face, these lips, everything is in it Aesthetically, how can you be so good-looking?"

Such a beautiful man is hers from now on. I really can't believe it. The more Ai Ling looks at it, the more fascinated she is. Even though it's midnight, she doesn't feel sleepy at all, and her mood is very high.

Song Yuwen knew that no matter what he said, she would not listen, so he simply closed his eyes and ignored her. If she was bored acting alone, she would be tired too.

"Yu Wen, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I will treat you as my own sweetheart." Ai Ling looked at him, getting more and more excited, really wanting to eat him desperately.

No, she will scare him with her current appearance. She doesn't want to have only a short-term relationship with him, she wants to be with him forever, every second.

Song Yuwen closed her eyes tightly, completely unmoved by her, and only wanted to get out of danger as soon as possible. Ziyan knew that he was gone, so she must be very worried, but this poisonous woman has been guarding here, and he has nothing to do. .seven

Just when he was anxious, Ai Ling's cell phone rang.

Such a beautiful atmosphere was interrupted, Ai Ling was a little angry, but when she looked at Song Yuwen, her eyes became gentle again and said: "Yuwen, I'm going to answer the phone outside, you wait for me here for a while, I will soon return."

Song Yuwen snorted coldly in his heart, it's best not to come back forever.

Ai Ling picked up her mobile phone, opened the door and walked outside.

Song Yuwen immediately moved her body, got out of bed, and then jumped lightly to the door, looked through the gap of the door, and saw Ai Ling walking to the corridor with her mobile phone, and said impatiently: "Did you Got it wrong, what time is it, it's your business if you don't sleep, why are you harassing me so late, what kind of trash are you looking for, you can't even kill a wounded woman."

After hearing her words, Song Yuwen's heart was completely relieved, that's great, Ziyan is fine, he knew she was reluctant to leave him forever, he had to find a way to get rid of this damn Ai Ling as soon as possible, and return to Ziyan's side go.

The caller seemed to have made some unreasonable request to Ai Ling, which made Ai Ling very angry. She yelled at the phone, which was a bit unbearable.

Song Yuwen looked back into the room, suddenly his eyes lit up, he saw his own scalpel on the table, he immediately jumped over, turned around, leaned his back against the table, raised his hand to pick up the scalpel on the table, Then cut off the rope on the wrist.

He is not familiar with anything, but he is most familiar with the scalpel, and he can use it freely, and the scalpel is extremely sharp. After a while, the body in his hand was cut off. The rope on the foot was cut.

The door opened with a babbling sound. Ai Ling finished cursing and walked in from the outside. Seeing that he had cut the rope on his hand and was cutting the rope on his foot, she became anxious and rushed over quickly, reaching out to grab his hand With the dagger on his hand, he said excitedly: "No, Yu Wen, I won't let you leave me, Yu Wen, don't do this to me, give me the knife..."

Song Yuwen pushed her away hard, cut the rope on her feet with all her might, and said angrily, "Ai Ling, you're right when you turn around."

"No, I won't let you leave me, stop, stop, or I'll shoot..." Ai Ling got up from the ground, took out a pocket gun, pointed at Song Yuwen, madness appeared in her eyes, she now The only man she wanted was him, without him, what was the point of her living.

Song Yuwen just looked up at the gun in her hand, and ignored her. The sharp scalpel quickly cut off the body on his feet. He straightened up, holding the scalpel tightly in his palm, his eyes without warmth , staring at her coldly: "You have done a lot of evil and killed so many people, you can't escape, you can only spend your life in prison."

His cold and heartless expression hurt her, Ai Ling stared at him with wide eyes, and said loudly in grief: "I don't ask much, I just want you to leave Jincheng with me, and go to a place where no one knows us." Live a good life in this place, you like Ziyan's face, I can make mine look like hers, there will be no difference at all, that's all I want, why can't you satisfy me, why do you want to run away, why? "

Ai Ling held the gun tightly and pointed at him, her expression collapsed. She stole this gun from Huo Zhennan. She originally wanted to use it for self-defense, but she didn't expect to confront him now. Her My heart hurts so much. At the moment when the Huo family was so powerful, the man she wanted was Huo Liechen, but he was too far away from her, and she had been unable to take action against him.

From the moment Song Yuwen handed her a bottle of ointment, she fell in love with him. He was the only man who gave her warmth. She wanted to be with him forever.

"That's just your wishful thinking. Apart from Ziyan, I will never love another woman." She wanted to lie to him and let him be with her. Sharpened eyes.

Ai Ling yelled at him like crazy: "Zi Yan is dead, she is dead, what's the use of you still thinking about her."

"Even if she dies, I won't be with you, an ugly woman who is ugly from the inside to the outside. Ai Ling, wake up." Song Yuwen looked at her, with a look of pity in his eyes, and said softly, "Although Aqiu looks ugly and humble, she is positive and kind-hearted, and will be happy when someone says they care about her..."

Ai Ling was stunned. She didn't know why he said that, but what he said strongly stimulated her, because the Ah Qiu he said was completely fake. It doesn't exist, the Aqiu he mentioned made her feel ashamed, she said excitedly, "Stop talking, Song Yuwen, that's not real Aqiu, it's fake, stop talking, shut up..."

Seeing her gradually going crazy eyes, Song Yuwen didn't stop, and continued: "In my mind, no matter how ugly Ah Qiu is, she is kind and ingenious, and the refreshments she makes are delicious. It’s really delicious, it’s the best tea I’ve ever had in my life, Ah Qiu, can you make me tea again?”

"Stop talking..." Ai Ling couldn't believe it. Song Yuwen was thinking about the non-existing Ah Qiu, and she didn't want to look at her. She yelled at him, "There is no more Ah Qiu in this world, only Ai Qiu." Ling, Ah Qiu does not exist, there is only me, I want you to only remember me..."

Her whole life has been lived under the shadow of others, she doesn't want to continue to live in another identity in front of the man she loves, her hand holding the gun trembled, her eyes were red, and she said loudly, "I will shoot Yes, I really will shoot, don't make me."

Song Yuwen looked at her, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Aqiu, a kind heart is beautiful, I will help you heal the birthmark on your face, so that you don't need to wear a mask to show others in the future, waiting for you The birthmark is cured, you must be a very beautiful girl, Ah Qiu, please make me some tea again."

Listening to what he described about Aqiu, the jealousy in Ai Ling's heart swelled like wildfire. She fell into madness and roared furiously: "Shut up, don't mention Aqiu again, you only have me!" , I am Ai Ling, not Ah Qiu..."

In the silent night, Ai Ling's furious roar continued to be heard in the house, and suddenly, amidst the flash of the knife, a piercing gunshot rang out.