Wang Mo, who was shirtless, was blown by the cold wind of the air conditioner, quickly became awakened and stared at the ceiling with his eyes. He was stunned for a long time before he tentatively pulled the quilt...

Of course, Zhao Qian didn't give it to him. She wrapped her quilt tightly and covered her head, clasped her hands together and made a kneeling move towards Wang Mo, probably begging him to leave.

Seeing that Wang Mo did not respond, Zhao Qian reached out and pushed him, wrapped the quilt tightly and pushed Wang Mo under the bed...

Later, seeing that it was all in vain, Zhao Qian simply did nothing and was wrapped in the air conditioner and turned around. The room was quiet and silent, as if each other's disorganized heartbeats and breathing could be clearly heard.

"I'm sorry!" Wang Mo hugged Zhao Qian through the quilt, rubbed her face against her hair, and said choked: "I'm sorry, sorry! Please let me hug you again,... I'm sorry..."

Heartbeat, low whisper, breathing, and the iron bed would tremble with their little movements, like mocking their actions, and make a sarcastic trembling laugh.

"Let's go!" Wang Mo finally left the room, picked up the clothes on the ground, and quietly brought them to the door.

When he returned to his bedroom, Wang Mo felt nervous and uncomfortable. He didn't know if he was regretful, or he wouldn't regret doing this at all.

The dawn gradually appeared outside the window, and the spotted freckles jumped onto the windowsill, as if they were about to covet Wang Mo's embarrassment, and Gugugu stretched his neck.

What to do next?

Wang Mo, who gradually regained his rationality, began to panic. At this time, there was a noise outside the house opening the door. Wang Mo saw Zhao Qian looking here through the crack in the door. His cold face seemed to be covered with frost, which made people tremble when they looked at him at him more.

Zhao Qian stood for a few seconds and walked into the bathroom with her head low. The faucet was rustling, but she couldn't rush away the blood in the room.

This is the deepest pain in summer!

No one knows why it happens in this way. Who is the most sinful and unforgivable?

Wang Mo didn't know what to do. Can the rest of the trip be carried out? How to continue with Zhao Qian? Will she hate herself? Or she would call the police now and have to go to prison, but will she do this?

Wang Mo lay on the cold bed and was thinking randomly. There were scenes of reality and fantasy flowing in front of him, and each scene made him feel cold on his back.

After a long time, with the sound of flushing the toilet, the glass door in the bathroom rattled.

Zhao Qian looked here coldly again, then quickly returned to the room, and the door was closed.

Wang Mo finally had to go out to wash and clean up. After tidying up, Zhao Qian suddenly shouted through the door: "Wang Mo, what time is the ticket to Yangzhou?"

"7:40." Wang Mo answered immediately.

"oh!"

Zhao Qian responded, unable to hear anything unusual, as if that thing had not happened, everything was just a ridiculous dream he had made.

According to the journey, I have to travel in Yangzhou on the third day. Because the itinerary is long and there are many items to bring, I have to carry Wang Mo's travel bag.

After re-inventing the items that needed to be carried, Wang Mo packed the garbage he made last night and planned to throw it away when he left.

At this time, Zhao Qian suddenly stopped him, pursed her thin lips and looked at Wang Mo, raised her hands and tiptoed and said, "I can think that what happened last night has not happened, but if you have a conscience, you should buy me medicine."

Zhao Qian said, and her fist behind her back met Wang Mo, opened her hand, and in her palm was Wang Mo's jade pendant.

Wang Mo was stunned for a moment, his thinking was short-circuited! He did not pick up his jade pendant, but instead asked: "Ah? What medicine?"

"You know what medicine is!" "You know what I'm talking about."

Zhao Qian clenched the jade pendant again. Seeing that Wang Mo was confused, she was nervous and said coldly: "You must buy me that medicine, because I don't want to have any follow-ups with you in this matter."

"Oh...,oh...,oh!"

Wang Mo nodded in a trance, his movements were stiff and restrained.

Zhao Qian looked up at Wang Mo, her chest was ups and downs and her breathing was rapid. When she leaned into the silence, she saw that he had agreed, so she sniffed and returned the pendant to Wang Mo.

...

As if nothing had happened, the two of them walked out of the community in the morning light. At this time, most of the merchants on both sides of the street were not open. After searching for two streets, all the pharmacies were still closed.

Seeing that time was not too rich, Wang Mo said to Zhao Qian with timidity: "That..., otherwise we will buy it when we arrive in Yangzhou?"

Zhao Qian didn't say anything, and the sad look on her face overflowed.

"Wang Mo, is there a pharmacy at the railway station?"

"Uh...it probably doesn't!"

Wang Mo frowned and was at a loss. But he knew that Zhao Qian was just panicked for a moment. After all, she was only 19 years old. When encountering such a thing, she would definitely worry about potential hidden dangers.

After thinking about it, Wang Mo tried to comfort Zhao Qian and said, "It's not that urgent that it's not the moment. Generally, employees in pharmacies will not go to work until nine o'clock. Let's go to Yangzhou first. The first thing we do when we get to the place is to buy medicine, okay?"

Zhao Qian lowered her eyebrows and frowned. At this time, she suddenly remembered the emergency contraception that Zhang Meimei gave her. It was really ironic!

...

I took the train to Yangzhou, and the sun was hanging high outside the window, and the mottled dust fell on Zhao Qian's cold face, and the shiny light reflected a cold halo.

Looking at the man around him, Zhao Qian's inner conflict and pain were in pain! Somewhere in her body was still aching and feeling uncomfortable. She needed to buy a pad, but can she speak to Wang Mo for such a thing? When she came to Nanjing, Zhao Qian seemed to suffer from some kind of disease and wanted to rely on Wang Mo for everything, like a daughter who relies on her father, pets rely on her owner, and beautiful wife rely on her husband...,

Whether this kind of dependence is out of trust or laziness, she thought, this is wrong in itself! Once the scale of trust is unbalanced, it is difficult to ensure that it will not bring harm to the other party.

So she didn't blame Wang Mo for what he did to her. If possible, she would try to understand this man, go further with him, and see a more beautiful life scenery.

Online love is also love. Although it is only the first time we meet, the relationship between two years and three months is not a quick success. This relationship has all the value.

However, it is precisely because of this that Zhao Qian cannot let go!

A person who trusts and relies heavily on himself and thinks that a romance will begin!

Even when Shuangshuang is drunk, he should not hurt himself without respect. If it were someone else, would he do this? Then what are they? One-night stands? Or is there any problem with Wang Mo's character itself?

Zhao Qian was caught in conflict or confusion.

He couldn't see through the man in front of him, nor could he see the road in front of him! An accident made her lose not only her own flower season, but also her longing for pure and beautiful love.

"Wang Mo..." Zhao Qian suddenly looked at him and bit her lip and asked, "You didn't take any photos last night, did you?"

"Ah?" Wang Mo was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

He shook his head because he didn't know what Zhao Qian was asking, but soon he realized what she meant and hurriedly took out his hand and handed it to Zhao Qian: "I didn't take any photos, you can check it!"

Zhao Qian looked around with some embarrassment. She had regretted asking about this at this time.

"Forget it! I won't look." Zhao Qian turned her head and leaned against the window ridge and closed her eyes.

The bumps of the train made her full body shaking. Wang Mo looked at her and felt inexplicably uncomfortable!

Why did she suddenly ask this? In her eyes, is she awful, a shameless despicable villain?

Dirty, sick, obscene...

Wang Mo suddenly began to hate himself and even felt inferior!
Chapter completed!