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Chapter 757

Qiao An was stunned. She didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. She just didn't understand what Mo Kai meant when he said this to her at this moment.

Her pupils were dilated, and she looked at Mo Kai with stunned and complicated eyes, but the man in front of her seemed to be more urgent, and he was kissing her densely.

Qiao An Yingying's lower back was supported by his powerful palms. She was forced to raise her head to bear it. She felt Mo Kai's long tongue forcefully pry open her teeth. She took a step back and he pushed forward...

Qiao An's brain was roaring, and she pushed his chest with her hands, but her body was so weak that she had already fallen limp in his arms. She couldn't use any strength and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

"No... don't want." She struggled to spit out the words that she couldn't understand, and tears slipped into Mo Kai's palm holding her cheek.

The wetness in his palms brought Mo Kai back to his senses, and the kiss like a storm finally stopped.

Mo Kai lowered his eyes and looked at the woman with pear blossoms in his arms, which looked like they would break if touched, and felt a hundred claws scratching his heart.

It was obviously too late to pity her at this moment, so why did she act like he was bullying her?

Of course, Mo Kai would no longer doubt Qiao An's thoughts at this moment. He even had to admit that when he found Qiao An really in his wedding hall, he felt happy and even filled with sweetness.

His An An has not given up on him, she still has him in her heart, otherwise, she would not be here.

Then why is she so resistant right now...

In just two seconds, Mo Kai suddenly realized it. First he cursed himself in his heart, then he took out his left hand that was strangled behind Qiao An's back, and raised it high in front of Qiao An's eyes.

Qiao An's movement to escape was paused, and he stared at the back of Mo Kai's raised hand without blinking.

On the long finger, there is a plain ring.

The point is, it's the plain ring she's familiar with, the ring that should have been lying quietly in the brocade chest of drawers.

Qiao An was stunned for several minutes and didn't want to run away. There was a tremor in her voice, "You didn't marry her?"

"No."

These two concise and concise words actually forced Qiao An to burst into tears.

But at the moment she couldn't tell whether it was because of happiness or grievance.

Mo Kai's heart was clenching, and he took her into his arms again, resting his chin on her forehead, "I'm sorry, An'an, I was wrong, it was so wrong, can you hit me to take it out?"

He grabbed her hand and held it to his chest.

Qiao An held it in his hands, like cotton falling softly on his body.

The more she behaves like this, the more Mo Kai feels like an asshole.

At this moment, Mo Kai felt that he had encountered the most anxious question in decades, which was how to coax the woman in front of him.

Only this time, he didn't think for too long. Instead, he made a move that made Qiao An stunned.

Qiao An turned to stone, wondering if he was dazzled.

She saw Mo Kai reach out and take out a jewelry box from his trouser pocket, saw him open it with trembling hands, saw him look at her affectionately, and then... kneel down on one knee.

There was a loud bang in Qiao An's head, and her nails dug deeply into the flesh of her palms, as if seeking pain to let her know whether this scene was reality or a dream.

She didn't know what happened. She had obviously given up, but she still came to Mo Kai's wedding hall by accident.

She was still desperate a second ago, but the scene in front of her was so unbelievable that it seemed like a dream.

"Qiao An, marry me." Mo Kai said.

Qiao An cried more. She didn't know what was wrong with her, why she couldn't shed a single tear in front of others.

But as soon as Mo Kai showed up, as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he felt so worthless, and the tears kept flowing like a floodgate opening.


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