Chapter 216

: After a series of nightmares, the familiar crying sound came as expected. The scene in Xu Yao's dream changed back to the fire scene. In the thick smoke stood his ex-girlfriends who were so familiar to him?

Listening to their heart-wrenching cries and resentment, Xu Yao's heart had long been numb.

"Xu Yao, why don't you come to accompany me? Xu Yao, don't even think about being happy in this life."

Xu Yao knew that the fire was just in a dream, but he could feel the raging fire and the solid pain.

Looking at his girlfriends who had been completely unrecognizable, they were approaching him step by step.

Although it was a dream, Xu Yao would still push back reflexively. The girlfriends revealed their true colors and turned into fierce ghosts, stretching out their claws and rushing towards him.

Suddenly, the scene changed again.

Xu Yao was surprised to find that he was in a living room, and standing right in front of him was Mo Xiaoqing.

With a clang, a huge chandelier fell from the sky and fell from Mo Xiaoqing's head.

Xu Yao's heart was gripped, and he ran forward as fast as he could, but no matter how hard he ran, Mo Xiaoqing was still so far away from him.

The chandelier was slowly falling down, and Mo Xiaoqing also felt it. She raised her head and screamed.

"Ah!"

Xu Yao suddenly opened his eyes and finally woke up from the dream. "Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing!"

Before he could move, he looked up and felt the darkness above his head suddenly pressing down.

The next second, Xu Yao was sweating profusely, like a dying fish, he jumped up from the bed and gasped loudly.

Xu Yao had already forgotten how many times he had woken up from a dream. Just now, when he thought about the dream scene of Mo Xiaoqing being hit by the chandelier, he still felt a lingering fear and his heartbeat was particularly strong.

After calming down a little, Xu Yao looked up and saw the pale ceiling, which was completely surrounded by an atmosphere of emptiness.

He stood up and walked to the window, and heard the sound of drizzling rain. The humid air blew in from the window slits with raindrops, and the light blue curtains moved with the wind.

Xu Yao looked at the watch. It was already 2 o'clock in the evening, but he was not sleepy at all. After the sweat on his body cooled down and he felt a little cool, he got up, put on a coat and got out of bed.

He fumbled all the way to turn on the light in the kitchen, took a bottle of whiskey, held out a glass and poured himself a glass of wine. Then, he sniffed, sat quietly on the sofa, took a sip of wine, and lit a cigarette.

Xu Yao is not a man of indecision, but he has been under too much pressure recently, so he once again embraced tobacco.

Under the dim desk lamp, the texture of the smoke seemed even thicker. He really needed a cigarette to refresh himself, so he took a deep breath and watched with interest as the smoke circles rose, dissipated, and slowly disappeared, like an elf with a charming figure.

And these charming elves turned into soft and graceful waists like velvet, making people unable to help but reach out and want to hug them in their arms. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, the smoke passed through his palm and disappeared, leaving only a touch of floating blue that he could not push forward in time.

The waist of this elf was none other than Mo Xiaoqing. When Xu Yao thought of her face, he felt a little restless again.

In this quiet and empty room. Xu Yao missed her very much. When he looked up, he could see the petite and peaceful sleeping figure under the clean white quilt, and his heart was filled with a sense of security.

Xu Yao wanted to persuade himself again and again not to sink into depravity, but he found that he couldn't do it. Ever since he saw what Mo Xiaoqing did with Li Tianfeng on the open-air balcony last time, Xu Yao also planned to take back his heart.

He thought he was adept at the game of love and could take it or leave it. But it was just a little assistant who he had known for less than a year, and she ignorantly broke into his life. That would also allow her to be easily driven out of his heart.

Although he knew that before Mo Xiaoqing appeared, everything he had was escape and ignorance, life became colorful after she came, and food became tasty. He began to enjoy life again, no longer numbing himself with work and alcohol, and his pace also slowed down.

Many times he woke up from nightmares, opened his eyes and saw that caring and nervous face, and heard her calling him in a soft voice.

Xu Yao felt extremely at ease, and smelling her unique fragrant and pure scent, he could also feel the peace of the world. She was like a ray of sunshine in the pitch-black darkness, penetrating his skin and reaching his heart.

When the cigarette burned out, Xu Yao extinguished the butt in the ashtray. He poured a large glass of strong liquor into the glass and poured it into his mouth. After a fierce burning sensation, he felt his whole body warm up again. His

bare feet exposed outside could still feel a slight chill. Xu Yao subconsciously wrapped his pajamas tightly, stretched his legs to find slippers, put them on, stood up and walked towards the door.

At this time, he had no other thoughts, he just wanted to smell the scent that would calm him down as soon as possible.

Knock, knock, knock.

It was already 1 o'clock in the morning, and Xu Yao was not sure if he could knock on Mo Xiaoqing's door, but he really wanted to hug her now.

After a period of anxious waiting, in fact, only half a minute had passed, and the door opened.

Mo Xiaoqing looked at the person in front of her with sleepy eyes, a blurry and familiar figure.

Why did Xu Yao suddenly knock on her door so late at night?

"Xu Yao, what are you doing..."

Before Mo Xiaoqing could finish her words, she was suddenly grabbed into the arms of a strong body. Before she could react, the other party kissed her swiftly like a storm, sucking on Mo Xiaoqing's lips roughly and fiercely. The violent breath poured down like a ball of fire.

Xu Yao was restless in his heart, he needed an outlet, a sense of security to settle down.

Mo Xiaoqing's breath was the remedy to save him.

Mo Xiaoqing was pressed tightly by Xu Yao's strong body. She felt that her chest was about to burst. She couldn't help twisting her body uncomfortably, trying to push Xu Yao away.

Finally, Xu Yao pushed her away a little bit. Mo Xiaoqing could feel that Xu Yao was abnormal in her subconscious.

"Xu Yao, can you..." Mo Xiaoqing's hands, which were locked in front of her chest by Xu Yao, could clearly feel the strong heartbeat in his body.

Xu Yao's chest rose and fell, and he didn't stare at Mo Xiaoqing's face in the dark.

"Xiaoqing." A soft and hoarse voice came from the air, which seemed to be extremely tender and sticky, but also with a little loss and hesitation.

Xu Yao's face was full of haze, and his tightly wrinkled brows had not yet relaxed.

Mo Xiaoqing was sure that Xu Yao was hiding something in his heart, so all she could do was to accompany him silently.

Sure enough, Xu Yao's kiss fell again, gentle and domineering.