He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Mo Beixiao is usually a carefree person.

Wanton publicity.

Casual and free.

It is said that the girls chasing him in Beijing can line up from the east to the west of the city. He has a good family background and is handsome, but he is also uninhibited and loves freedom. He likes racing, motorcycles, bungee jumping, snorkeling, hiking... The more thrilling the sport, the more enthusiastic he is. Others say that he is like a wild horse that is hard to tame, and a man who is as hard to catch as the wind. But the more he is like this, the more girls like him.

I guess many girls find it hard to resist a cool and bad boy like him.

Under normal circumstances, once he starts a game, he will be extremely focused. Even if the sky falls, he will have to wait until he finishes the game.

but.

Today is different.

He always felt that Qiao Wangshu was weird, weirder than ever before.

The game has been matched and started, but he is absent-minded. He seems to be playing the game, but his eyes can't help but glance in Qiao Wangshu's direction.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t glance, but if you do, you’ll be shocked!

This woman is so weird!

Give his third brother a manicure.

After the repair, he held his third brother's hand and admired it for a long time.

Tossing and turning.

Touch again and again.

That expression seemed very satisfied, reminding him of those perverts who took advantage of girls in bars and nightclubs, who all seemed to have such a triumphant and satisfied look on their faces.

Is this woman taking advantage of his third brother?

I feel secretly happy after I succeeded in taking advantage!

No, she is bright and refreshing!

Hey!

Is he crazy?

How could such an association come about?

This woman is just pretending.

It’s fake, it’s all fake!

Only his third brother is stupid. This woman just pretends and his third brother becomes so proud that he almost forgets his own last name!

Mo Beixiao was speechless to his third brother. He forced himself to focus on the game. He lowered his head and his face turned green with anger: "Fuck! Who the hell is that? He attacked me from behind when I wasn't paying attention? Come out and fight me in a one-on-one duel if you dare!"

His furious voice affected Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu who were not far away.

Qiao Wangshu looked at him in confusion.

She doesn't play King of Glory, so she doesn't understand what's wrong with this guy.

Mo Beichen didn't play King of Glory either, and he had no control over whether Mo Beixiao played games or not. But he was extremely upset to be interrupted, and his face showed a violent expression as if he wanted to destroy the world. Every word he uttered seemed to be tempered by ten thousand years of ice: "One minute, disappear!"

Mo Beixiao laughed awkwardly, "Hehe", stood up with his phone in his hand, and went upstairs to his room at the speed of light.

Weird!

Why is he being a light bulb here?

If this woman wants to pretend, let her do it here slowly.

Mo Beixiao's back disappeared around the corner of the stairs at an extremely fast speed.

Qiao Wangshu held Mo Beichen's big palm with both hands and rubbed it gently: "Why are your hands so cold? Are you cold? Do you want me to get you a blanket?"

All year round, Mo Beichen's hands and feet are usually cold.

Qiao Wangshu is different. She is like a little sun and is always warm.

Her concerned tone, her slightly furrowed brows, and the warmth of her palms all stirred Mo Beichen's heart.

How nice it would be if she could always be like this?

How long can she pretend this time?

Hope it can last longer.

Even though the sky fell and the earth cracked when the beautiful illusion was shattered and his heart was broken, he could not help but sink into it soberly. As long as he could get a little bit of her tenderness, he was willing to give everything in exchange.

His deep black eyes were as calm and still as a cold pond.

Qiao Wangshu read some forbearance and a touch of sadness from it. Her heart ached a little, and she crawled into his arms like a spoiled kitten. He put his hands around her waist and she nestled in his chest. She held his big palms with both hands and leaned her little head against his chest. Although her voice was hoarse, it was sweet to death: "If you don't want a blanket, forget it. I'm hot and I'll warm you up."

Mo Beichen was so teased by her that his whole body stiffened again.

Warm up?

Does she know what she is talking about?

Someone was tense and motionless.

The roots of his ears were so red that blood seemed to drip out.

After several minutes, his Adam's apple rolled unbearably.

The blood in the body flowed backwards uncontrollably, and the limbs that had been cold all year round actually felt slightly warm.

Qiao Wangshu was tormented by him until late last night. Although she slept until noon, she was still very sleepy after dinner. She nestled in his arms and yawned. In her previous life, she was terrified when she saw him and wished she could stay eight feet away from him. Now that she was so close to him, she actually felt sleepy and wanted to sleep. She probably had let down all her guard against him. She even had a sense of security when she was with him.

Eyelids become heavier.

Qiao Wangshu no longer held on, leaned in his arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Breathe shallowly.

Sleep soundly.

Mo Beichen didn't dare to move at all, fearing that all this was just an illusion. He was afraid that if he moved a little, all the beauty would be like a mirage and disappear with a gust of wind.

Qiao Wangshu slept deeper and deeper.

In the seven days when the Mo family kept the coffin in her previous life, she had not slept well. When she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the tragic death of Mo Beichen trying to save her. Although she was reborn, she was still very tired. This time, she slept comfortably, so comfortably that she didn't want to wake up at all.

Time slips away...

Nearly two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Beichen's stiff body gradually relaxed.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms.

She slept soundly.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, pouring in from the clean glass window and falling on her body, making a mottled appearance. Her beautiful white face was blurred by the light and shadow. In her sleep, she was like a docile and clingy little kitten, clinging to him tightly. Her thick eyelashes trembled slightly with the rise and fall of her breathing, as dreamy and charming as a cicada's wings. Her lips were pink and tender, moist, as if silently seducing...

Mo Beichen's handsome face was tense, his throat was dry, and he felt that the blood in his body was boiling and roaring.

Kiss it.

She is your fiancée.

You want to kiss her, there's nothing wrong with that.

Kiss her.

Kiss her.

The desire to kiss her in my mind grew wildly, like a vine in a science fiction movie that could grow a hundred meters in a second, completely out of control.

After hesitating for a long time...

A certain timid devil couldn't kiss her after all.

Instead, he gently pulled his hand out of her little hand and stared at her face carefully, afraid of disturbing her.

Qiao Wangshu rubbed himself in his arms, changed to a more comfortable position, and slept more soundly.

As soon as she moved, Mo Beichen felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat. It was not until she adjusted her posture and fell asleep again that his heartbeat, which was like a drum, slowly calmed down a little.

He stiffened his fingers and carefully touched the side of her face.

soft.

Warm warm hot.

Unlike a man's skin, her little face was soft, smooth and tender.

Fingertip touch.

There is an indescribable feeling.

People are never satisfied.

Originally, I just wanted to touch her face, but after I succeeded, my eyes couldn't help but move to her lips...