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Feng Hairan felt that he had made a wrong decision.
¡°He didn¡¯t come here to eat, he came here to be tortured.
After everyone finished their meal with their own thoughts, Feng Hairan got up and went to pay the bill. Xia Ziye and Xiao Rong made an excuse to go to the bathroom, leaving only Song Chujiu and Xiao Moqing in the private room.
After everyone left, the air became quiet.
Song Chujiu stood up from the chair and said to Xiao Moqing: "Let's go back too."
Xiao Moqing did not move, staring at her with his deep eyes, his deep black eyes filled with incomprehensible emotions.
Song Chujiu was a little flustered by such a look.
She asked again: "Aren't you going?"
Xiao Moqing's eyes flashed and he stretched out his hand towards her.
Song Chujiu thought he wanted her to pull him up, so he handed her hand over.
The man grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.
Song Chujiu immediately sat on the man's lap.
Before she could react, the man had already lifted her chin and kissed her heavily.
Song Chujiu was almost suffocated by his kiss.
After a while, Xiao Moqing finally let her go, but his deep and burning gaze still fell on her face.
Sometimes, being looked at by someone without blinking makes you feel strangely uncomfortable.
After looking at each other quietly for a long time, Song Chujiu had the urge to look away.
She still endured it.
The man looked at her butterfly-like eyebrows and suddenly said, "Are you afraid of me?"
Song Chujiu¡¯s eyes flashed, and he subconsciously wanted to deny it.
However, under the man¡¯s dark pupils full of insight, not a single word could be uttered.
Who can not be afraid of people who are cruel and bloodthirsty, and who even want to imprison themselves?
But she wasn¡¯t scared, she just had a tight feeling that she couldn¡¯t completely relax.
"Why are you afraid of me?" His eyes were a little dazed, as if he was speaking to her, but also to himself.
Xiao Moqing's fingertips were as cold as ice.
Song Chujiu held his hand and wanted to say something several times, but he hesitated.
She was afraid that she might say something unintentionally and make him unhappy again.
Suddenly, the man's face changed slightly, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and his delicate fair face suddenly turned pale.
Song Chujiu¡¯s heart tightened, ¡°Xiao Moqing, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±
The man held his head, his expression in pain.
Song Chujiu immediately guessed something. He must have a headache.
Song Chujiu hurriedly rummaged through his pockets.
I searched for a long time, but found nothing.
His medicine should be carried with him.
Song Chujiu immediately asked: "Xiao Moqing, where is your medicine?"
Xiao Moqing closed his eyes, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.
Song Chujiu asked several times, but he didn¡¯t answer.
Song Chujiu reluctantly searched his pockets again, but still found nothing.
Song Chujiu was extremely worried.
She picked up the phone and said, "I'll call Jing Huan."
Just as she was about to make the call, a slender white hand held her hand.
Song Chujiu turned his head.
The man's handsome face was as pale as paper, and his handsome eyebrows still had a hint of pain.
His voice was extremely hoarse, "No need to call him."
"Why?"
Xiao Moqing interrupted her, "It's an old problem. It will be gone in a while."
Song Chujiu held the phone and hesitated.
Xiao Moqing opened his eyes, and his dark eyes fell on her face.
"come over."
Song Chujiu walked over.
The man¡¯s cold hand held her hand, and then he hugged her gently. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com