Chapter 621

Su Ziyue was tied up tightly by him, unable to move, she could only stare blankly at anything Qin Muchen would ignore her.

At this moment, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

Su Ziyue guessed that Nan Ke must have called.

She turned her head to look at Qin Muchen with a blank expression, and shouted at him: "My phone is ringing."

Qin Muchen took out a hand, reached out to take out the phone from her pocket, glanced at it, and then threw the phone aside.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Su Ziyue stared at him dumbfounded. Sure enough, she still thought too much. How could he have returned to normal?

It is clearly more serious!

Su Ziyue leaned towards him reluctantly. While the car was driving, her center of gravity was unstable, and if she was not careful, she fell into Qin Muchen's arms.

squeak--

The car braked sharply in the rain, making a harsh sound.

Su Ziyue also realized that she was a little sensitive when she fell and hit her, which caused Qin Muchen to step on the brake out of control.

She was anxious and struggled to get up.

However, her hands were restricted and she struggled until she was sweating profusely, and she couldn't get up.

On the contrary, it was Qin Muchen who was burned all over by her rubbing.

He held her by the collar, wrapped his other hand around her waist, lifted her up, and let her sit on his lap.

The lights in the car were not turned on, Su Ziyue couldn't see Qin Muchen's expression, but he could feel his rapid breathing hitting her face one after another.

She spread her legs apart, and sat on his lap facing each other. The two of them were close to each other in an extremely intimate posture.

She turned away awkwardly.

"Why don't you rub it? Come on, there's no one here anyway..."

His voice was slightly hoarse, and he said the last half of the sentence close to her ear, and licked her earlobe after he finished speaking.

Su Ziyue shuddered, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "You... let me sit back."

"You threw yourself into my arms, how can I let you sit back? As your husband, it is my duty to satisfy you." Qin Mushen was speaking, his hand had already started to slide along Su Ziyue's waist .

Fuck duty!

Su Ziyue bit her lip.

She couldn't say anything about Qin Muchen, so she might as well not talk about it.

However, Qin Muchen did not let her go.

Even if she doesn't speak, Qin Muchen has ways to deal with her.

His hands ran all over her body, Su Ziyue gritted her teeth and endured it.

There was an unspeakable charm in Qin Mu's deep voice: "You have to hold back, if I find out that you are emotional, we will spend the night in the car tonight."

Not emotional?

Then he should not touch her!

A healthy adult man and woman, and a couple who love each other, his hands have been messing with her body, it's a ghost if they don't feel emotional!

He didn't want to let her go, so he purposely found such an excuse. This is his virtue.

However, she couldn't do anything to him, and he succeeded in the end.

She was tossed dazedly by Qin Mushen for a long time, and when the carriage finally quieted down, the rain outside had already stopped.

Su Ziyue's consciousness was a little fuzzy, but she remembered that at the last moment, Qin Mu got stuck outside.

How could he... get it outside?

Didn't he say before that he wanted to give Zixi another sister?

He knew she was so angry when she took the pill.

She didn't believe it, he did it outside because he didn't think it was suitable to have a child now, so he wouldn't worry about it.

After she breathed evenly, she asked him aloud, "Why did you put it outside..."

She was exhausted by him, her voice was so soft that she could pinch water.

Qin Muchen's throat moved when he heard that, he held her face, kissed her lips, and said out of breath, "Since you like me to stay inside, then I'll pay attention next time."

"..." Sure enough, she couldn't expect Qin Muchen to give her a "colorless" answer on this kind of matter.

...

By the time the two returned to Morgwynn Castle, it was already past midnight.

When Qin Muchen carried her out of the car, a gust of cold air quickly penetrated into her neck, she shrank her neck and leaned into Qin Muchen's arms.

The two returned to the room without a word, without disturbing the servant.

After returning to the room, Qin Muchen went to put the bath water.

Su Ziyue sat on the bed and turned on her phone.

Mo Xiyi should have boarded the plane by this time.

Nan Ke only called her twice.

How could Qin Muchen's right-hand man fail to guess what was going on?

Su Ziyue hesitated for a moment, and instead of calling Nan Ke back, she sent a text message to Nan Chuan: Mo Xiyi is gone.

With just five words, Nanchuan will know what to do.

...

Nanchuan has been very busy recently, and it is impossible to sleep until early morning.

He came out of the shower and was about to go to bed when his phone rang for a new text message.

Because the number of characters in the text message was very small, he could read the content of the text message only on the lock screen, and when he saw that the sender was Su Ziyue, he knew something was wrong, and immediately called Nan Ke.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.

"elder brother."

Nan Ke's voice was very hoarse, and Nan Chuan's expression became serious: "Where are you?"

Nan Ke sniffed before saying, "I'm at Mo Xiyi's house."

"Wait for me there."

After Nan Zhong confessed such a sentence, he hung up the phone, quickly changed his clothes, and drove towards Mo Xiyi's house.

As soon as he got downstairs from Mo Xiyi's house, he ran straight into the car without even closing the door in a hurry.

"Nanke!"

There was no response, but the whole house was brightly lit.

Without much trouble, he found Nan Ke.

She was sitting on the sofa in the hall, her hair and clothes were wet, and her face was pale. When Nan Chuan came in, she didn't move.

Seeing her like this, Nan Chuan frowned fiercely, and approached: "Nan Ke, aren't you going on a business trip today? Why are you here?"

"Brother, you don't need to come, I'm fine." Nan Ke looked up at him, curled the corners of her lips, and pulled out a smile.

Nan Chuan frowned even more, and then sighed: "Let's go, man, what's the big deal, Brother Huihui will find you another good one."

In fact, his heart was not as relaxed as he said, he didn't even dare to ask why Mo Xiyi left or where he went.

Nan Ke is his sister, and he knows how important Moxi Yi is to her.

In some respects, he was grateful to Mo Xiyi.

However, such a result made Nan Ke so sad. As an older brother, it would be good if he didn't beat up Mo Xiyi.

The smile on Nan Ke's face could no longer be broken, but she still nodded: "Okay."

On the contrary, Nan Chuan couldn't stand her forced smile: "What a fart, wherever that bastard Mo Xiyi could go, I'll catch you back when I turn around!"