I had to survive a disaster, but I didn't expect Mo Cangkong's punishment to be far more than that.

"Kneel down!"

"..." Her sweaty face turned pale in an instant.

Mo Cangkong in front of him had become a demon again. He pressed Xiao Nuo's head and pulled it hard under his crotch. She cried and said no, but how could the little strength resist his indifference and roughness.

...

Looking at Cheng Xiaonuo who was lying on the bed, Mo Cangkong's heart hurt slightly. He knew Xiaonuo's purity. She felt wronged for a long time when she asked her to use her hands, but today, she really touched her bottom line. He put on a bath towel to take a shower, and felt a little bit of blame in his heart. He really lost control just now...

"Is my brother here?"

Mo Xiaochu's sudden arrival caught people off guard.

"Why are you here?"

Mo Cangkong walked out in a bath towel, his face unhappy.

"Come and see you!"

Mo Xiaochu didn't care and looked behind Mo Cangkong with his toes. Mo Cangkong pushed him and asked him to sit on the sofa.

Mo Xiaochu didn't mind his brother's cold face. Anyway, since he was a child, his only relative was his brother.

He knew it was not easy for his brother to take over the sky of Mo's family alone.

In Mo Xiaochu's heart, his brother Mo Cangqiong is a city, and he is the prince living in the city. Yes, he is already twenty years old and has been studying. Mo Cangqiong pays Mo Xiaochu's surplus living expenses every month, regardless of his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

He never doubted his brother's feelings for him, just as he never doubted that the earth would turn.

"Brother, I want to move back!" Mo Xiaochu said seriously: "The monthly rent is more than 3,000 yuan, which is not cost-effective at all. Besides, I finally lived in the same city as you."

"Inconvenient." Mo Cangqiong hummed.

"What? Have you found a sister-in-law for me?" Mo Xiaochu smiled and pulled Mo Cangqiong without letting go.

"Let go! How old is it, I'm still so tired of me!"

Mo Cangkong didn't want to see Mo Xiaochu more, and he wanted to let him disappear from his eyes as soon as possible.

Mo Xiaochu lay on the sofa and said, "I won't leave anymore! Brother, if you don't let me live with you, I'll sleep on the sofa in your living room..."

Mo Cangqiong was about to get angry, but he saw Cheng Xiaonuo walking out of the bedroom in disheveled clothes! He rushed up and buttoned her clothes. Cheng Xiaonuo pushed Mo Cangqiong away in disgust, shaking and falling...

"Don't touch me, it's so disgusting!"

"You..." Mo Cangqiong was so angry that his teeth itched, but he blocked Cheng Xiaonuo with his body and said coldly to Mo Xiaochu on the sofa: "Xiaochu, you go back quickly!"

Mo Xiaochu sat up from the sofa in shock. In his impression, there was never a fixed woman beside his brother.

This woman who lives in my brother's house...

"Cheng Xiaonuo? Are you living with my brother?"

Xiaonuo was so angry that his head was dizzy because of what happened just now. In her opinion, Mo Cangqiong's roughness/Lu would be better than kill her with one knife! His heart was already cold to the freezing point, and his eyes were straight like a mentally ill person...

"Yes... I slept with your brother! I am your brother's toy... He can play whatever he wants... Hahaha... You are eye-opening! Your school girl is just a little lover who sells/pays debts, I'm shameless... There is no difference between me and death!"

Cheng Xiaonuo scolded himself angrily, frightening the two men.

She suddenly felt ache in her heart, her eyes turned dark, and her body lost its balance.

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In the room, the messy scene made Mo Xiaochuxin know. This girl is really the love of her brother? Since then, Mo Xiaochu just asked about Mo Cangkong's love history, because she looks like a male god like a brother, and I think she must have lived in the romance and romance.

"But brother, why are you looking for her? She seems reluctant?"

"If you feel sorry, then do you take care of her?"

Mo Cangkong turned his back and said coldly.

Mo Xiaochu looked at Xiaonuo's pale cheeks, thinking about the insult she had just cried and scolded, and didn't know where the courage came from, nodded and said, "Okay! If you are willing to let go of her, I am willing to take care of her!"

...

Inside the Yeshang Wancheng bar, the lights sway.

Mo Cangkong's lonely figure attracted the favored eyes of countless women. He turned a blind eye and drank glass by glass. Nan Yilei sat aside, and finally said nothing.

At about midnight, Mo Cangkong finally got drunk.

Nan Yilei silently helped him into the car and drove to the elderly apartment.

"Oh Dad, don't turn off the lights! Help me help Master Mo in, he's drunk!" Nan Yilei was so tired that he was almost lying down. Although he was tall and strong, he was so tired that he was so tired that he was about to vomit blood!

"Yi Lei! I didn't ask you to support Mr. Mo! Why did you let him drink so much wine?"

The old voice was a little anxious and kept blaming his son.

It turned out that the old man living in the dark was Nan Yilei's father - a disabled person with severe distorted face, collapsed nose bridge and severe burns on his cheeks. He was extremely ugly and limped while walking.

However, the old man's tone was very strict.

Nan Yilei sighed and explained a little aggrievedly: "Dad, don't worry about me! Ask Mr. Mo, what would happen if I didn't let him get drunk today?"

The drunk Mo Cangkong lay on the old man's bed, smiling wildly...

"Uncle Nan, I'm happy... I've just drunk... Don't blame Yi Lei... I'm so smart. I came up with an excellent solution, which is great! Hahaha, I'm finally going to take revenge happily!"

Uncle Nan looked at the tears at the corner of Mo Cangkong's eyes and was silent for a long time: "Mr. Mo, don't be sad, don't be soft-hearted. Think about how Cheng Dachuan treated me and your father at the beginning. What you did today is not enough to relieve my hatred!"

"Hate...love..."

Mo Cangqiong turned over in pain, held the pillow and said intermittently: "Xiao Nuo... Don't blame me... If you want to blame, blame your father - Cheng Dachuan! He is not a pity for his death, only you can repay..."

The ugly Uncle Nan personally comforted Mr. Mo, put a gray cold towel on his forehead, and then withdrew with his son Nan Yilei.

"What did Mr. Mo do?"

"He asked Mo Xiaochu to take care of Cheng Xiaonuo and waited for them to fall in love over time."

"Okay! OK! OK!" Uncle Nan said three words in a row, sat on the chair and slapped. A strange expression appeared on his twisted face, which made Nan Yilei shocked.

"Dad, you'd better turn off the lights!"
Chapter completed!