【Beauty 2】After living several fulfilling lives in various small worlds, Qing Wu developed a slight wickedness. Next, she wants to play something even more exciting.
A myriad of forms, al...
Chapter 11 The Little White Flower Secretary Who Was Forced to Take the Position (11)
The drugs have made the beauty's consciousness blurred, and her thinking is even more confused. She has no idea what time it is or where she is.
Faced with Mo Yixiu, who was experienced in the business world, a master strategist and had a cunning and changeable mind, she was like a little white rabbit that had no ability to fight back. In just a few words, Mo Yixiu guessed the inside story of the matter.
Mo Yixiu's temples couldn't help but throb. He was truly a scum among men. He could even guess it.
The man who looked unremarkable just now most likely deceived the beauty and took advantage of her misfortune to get such a beautiful girlfriend.
But a trace of doubt flashed through Mo Yixiu's mind again. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be the only one who appreciates such beauty.
Her boyfriend doesn't look like a very capable person, so how did he manage to keep such a beauty for so long?
——How could he be worthy of possessing the treasure alone?!
A smile from such a beauty is enough to make people willingly offer their hearts to her without reservation.
If she wants to do something, what can't she get?
Mo Yixiu was so enraged that he almost wanted to drag the man to the door, torture him to find out how he did it, and then get rid of him.
However, the torture of the drugs clearly made Qing Wu unable to bear it any longer. She leaned weakly towards Mo Yixiu, and acted coquettishly in an almost alluring manner: "Dear, I feel very uncomfortable... Um... Can you help me? This is obviously your favorite skirt..."
——Swish!
Along with this crisp sound, the skirt on Qingwu's body was torn apart in an instant as if it was ruthlessly torn apart by a ferocious beast.
Mo Yixiu's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm. His eyes, as deep as a pool of water, also became dim and dull at this moment, staring closely at Qingwu in front of him.
Then, he lowered his voice and whispered softly in Qingwu's ear: "It is very beautiful, but it is you who is beautiful, not the skirt. The material of this skirt is too poor and it doesn't suit you."
As he spoke, his breath brushed across Qingwu's skin like a blazing flame, causing her to shiver all over.
"And... no one has ever dared to treat me, Mo Yixiu, as someone else. Since today is your birthday, I'll let you go. Quickly forget that scumbag and be with me. I'll give you everything you want, and I can do it a thousand times better than he can."
After saying this, he raised his hand slightly. The hand with distinct joints and slender fingers paused briefly in the air. Then, his index finger and thumb gently pinched the frame of the gold-rimmed glasses. The movement was elegant and slow, with a deliberate calmness.
With a slight turn of his wrist, the gold-rimmed glasses slowly left his face.
The moment the glasses were completely off his nose, his gaze, which had been hidden behind the lenses, was finally revealed without reservation.
Those eyes were like a bottomless abyss, this was the true bone-chilling indifference.
But at this moment, amidst this bone-chilling cold, there seemed to be a subtle, burning emotion surging secretly...
Endless dangers lurk within, just like a ferocious predator hiding in the dark and deep forest. After a long wait, it finally can't hold back and reveals its sharp fangs.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and a shallow wrinkle formed between his eyebrows, as if at this moment, his gentle disguise was completely stripped off, revealing his true nature.
Then, he flicked his wrist lightly, and the gold-rimmed glasses were thrown onto the table not far away with a "click". The crisp sound of the lenses hitting the table seemed particularly abrupt in the silent room.
——
Qingwu felt a sudden pain due to her pride.
Qingwu couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes with a heartbreaking shyness.
Even Mo Yixiu, who was always calm and composed and thought he could control every situation, couldn't help but pause at the same time, and his usually orderly thoughts suddenly became a little disordered.
An indescribable emotion surged into my heart like a tide, including unexpected surprise at the scene before me, as well as an inexplicable heartache.
Although he no longer cared about the woman's past experiences from the moment he decided to do these things, after all, since she was already involved with him, and he had already moved his heart and emotions——
Then, Qingwu in front of him will inevitably be bound to him from now on and will completely become a part of his life.
But I didn't expect...
Then that scum wouldn't have to die so miserably, Mo Yixiu thought.
It seems...that scumbag didn't completely get such a beauty.
Thinking of this, Mo Yixiu's mood suddenly became better. His eyes, filled with a gentle smile, were like a pool of spring water, which made people's hearts sway.
He slowly leaned close to Qingwu's ear and whispered in an almost pious tone, "Remember, I'm Mo Yixiu, your man. I will be responsible, and you have to be responsible for me too."
Qingwu's ears trembled slightly, as if she heard what Mo Yixiu said.
But even so, her beautiful face was still covered with a trance-like expression brought about by the effects of the drugs and a touch of charming blush.
The night gradually darkened into ink.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
As a working person, Qingwu's biological clock forced her to open her heavy eyelids with difficulty. The unprecedented discomfort in her body made Qingwu understand something in an instant.
Not to mention the vague memory...
The pretty little face gradually turned pale as paper.
Qing Wu bit her lip tightly, not daring to turn around and take a look. Although she felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, she still felt refreshed overall.
Deep in my mind, there are still vague fragments of memories from last night.
She remembered being gently washed in the bathroom, and then...
The unfamiliar environment we are in at this moment is filled with luxurious and elegant decorations and valuable furniture.
Qingwu had no time to appreciate such a beautiful arrangement.
It was not yet fully light, and the faint morning light filtered into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
Qing Wu looked down at the clothes she was wearing beside the bed, only to see that they had all been torn into rags. She sighed softly.
Qing Wu really didn't want to look at the man who was still sleeping beside her any longer, even though he was sleeping in that rare and somewhat well-behaved and peaceful state.
Qingwu moved her body carefully, trying not to let the man notice, and quietly withdrew from his hot embrace.
But as soon as her feet touched the ground, an uncontrollable feeling of softness instantly spread throughout her body, almost making her lose her balance and almost making a sound.
Qingwu gritted her teeth and secretly groaned in her heart.
In this situation, she had no other choice but to quietly open the built-in wardrobe next to her, secretly took out a men's shirt, and put it on as a skirt.
Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early and the surroundings were quiet, Qingwu tiptoed towards the door like a frightened deer.
At the same time, she did not forget to grab a mask and quickly cover her face tightly.
Dressed in such strange clothes, Qingwu finally fled in a hurry from this luxurious flat that had fascinated countless people.
Fortunately, this is a bustling and lively city area. As soon as Qingwu walked out of the luxurious flat, she saw a taxi parked on the side of the road.
Qingwu ran over hurriedly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, opened the car door and got in.
Under the driver's puzzled gaze, Qingwu pulled her mask and gave her address, hoping to leave as soon as possible.
The taxi driver didn't think anything of it after hearing this. After all, this was a luxury area, so it wasn't surprising if any strange thing happened.