After wearing into the slag A, the powerful wife

Chapter 02

After He Song heard Mo Qingran's gnashing of teeth "Get out", she started to feel guilty, guilty and guilty.

However, this is obviously the original master's responsibility, why should she, an outsider, take the blame for her? After being murdered, He Song bit a handkerchief in a corner of his heart and circled aggrievedly, looking a little pitiful.

She stood up in distress, her proud figure was clearly revealed, her waist-length hair was loosely scattered, covering the curve of the nape of her neck, which was no less charming than Mo Qingran.

Mo Qingran's voice trembled, she hugged the quilt and shrank back, stared at He Song, and shouted again: "Get out!" Her eyes were filled with resentment and panic, as if she was afraid that Jiang Weiran would pounce on him like this.

Although the effect of the medicine has passed, her body is still weak and weak. She still clearly remembers the kick that kicked Jiang Weiran before she passed out. Would Jiang Weiran want to take revenge on herself?

And the best way to get revenge on yourself is to...

In the hotel room with upscale decoration, the air is still filled with the sweetness of peaches. After smelling it for a long time, I feel a little bit drunk. The sweet fragrance rushes into He Song's nasal cavity. He Song's body trembles uncontrollably. He unconsciously scratched the back of his neck, as if this was the only way to relieve the itch from the depths of his soul.

Damn, is this the so-called pheromone dependence?It's too hard, she smelled another powerful smell roaring from the tip of her nose, as cold and domineering as the cedar in the mountains, greedily eating away the remaining peach fragrance on the shirt.

Not enough, not enough, itching between her teeth, Mo Qingran's white and tender skin flashed in her mind, and she even couldn't control the desire to rush out.

Damn, is it okay to go on like this?

Mo Qingran obviously also smelled the pheromone from alpha in the air, and she clutched the bedding on her body tightly with both hands, as if it was the last life-saving floating board in the vast ocean.

Noticing the heroine's gaze, He Song subconsciously raised his hands, wishing to give himself a big slap on the spot.

Can you imagine the heroine?

She stepped back, and quickly ran to the bathroom under the vigilant gaze of the hostess.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, but Mo Qingran's nerves did not dare to relax for a moment. After a few minutes, the sound of water stopped.

At the door of the bathroom, He Song appeared in Mo Qingran's sight holding a tub full of water from the bathroom.

"I won't do anything to you." After He Song finished speaking, he poured cold water on his head, which made Mo Qingran on the bed dumbfounded.

As soon as I poured cold water, the burning sensation in my body subsided a lot.

The original novel has a lot of descriptions about the setting of ABO, pheromone taste and other settings, but the script has deleted a lot of this content, and only vaguely mentioned it, including the original owner's pheromone dependence, not drunk Drunk milk, just the pheromone of the drunk heroine, itching all over the body without smelling it for a day, it is still recognized in medicine that there is no cure.

Is this the rhythm of the pill?With such a dragging body, how can she draw a clear line with the heroine and avoid the tragic ending later!

He Song thought bitterly, her delicate jade feet stepped on the soft and moderate red carpet, which was particularly eye-catching, she picked at random from the scattered clothes, and tiptoed into the bathroom.

Before leaving, I still didn't forget to bow my head and whisper to Mo Qingran, "I'm sorry."

Mo Qingran's almond eyes widened, and she was relieved when she saw He Song walk into the bathroom. Her chest rose and fell violently, and her rapid panting was like a tight string, which would break if she slowed down, and her back also swelled. In a cold sweat.

Although I don't know why Jiang Weiran suddenly gave up the forced marking, but he is safe for the time being.Thinking of He Song's firm gaze when he poured cold water on her just now, she was puzzled, Jiang Weiran seemed to be different.

Could this be her new method?

He Song went into the bathroom, was looking carefully at the mirror, winking, and it took a long time to realize that the original owner's appearance was exactly the same as his own, and his body was similar, with tall legs and long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and graceful curves.

The only difference is that Jiang Weiran has a white rose tattooed a few inches below his left collarbone.

The corners of He Song's mouth were slightly raised, showing a mocking expression. Of course she knew what the white rose meant. Jiang Weiran's first love, Bai Yueguang Baiwei, who was always nostalgic and still looking for a substitute.She rubbed that piece of skin with some disgust, but the skin was all red, and it didn't fade.

He Song felt deep sympathy and distress for the heroine. From the script, she has always admired Mo Qingran. Although she was forced to marry a scumbag, she has always endured the humiliation and played the role of a downcast who has been bullied. The image of a daughter, in fact, secretly took over the Mo family's property one by one. When the two of them finally divorced and no one could hold back, she really stood on the chessboard and achieved a headwind.

Don't fight unsure battles, and choose the return of the king when the chips in your hand are enough to overturn the game.Such patience and full courage have to be admired.He Song asked himself if he was in such a situation, could he be as tenacious as Mo Qingran, and the answer was that she couldn't stand it.

Maybe it's because she doesn't have a strong ambition to take back the Mo family, or maybe she can't stand Jiang Weiran's tricks again and again. She either chooses to hurt both sides, or just run away.

The high-end design white shirt wraps the jaw-dropping graceful figure, and the rich and sweet peach fragrance spreads out. It wasn't until she frowned and buttoned the tight buttons that she felt something was wrong. The size seemed too small. Point, the cuffs are a little shorter, and the shoulders are also tightened.

Did she take the heroine's clothes by mistake?

Mo Qingran had calmed down at this moment, she was leaning against the head of the bed, her beautiful and quiet oval face was drooping, her shoulder-length short hair fell down, covering her eyes as cold as cold stars.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door being pushed open, she looked up at the tall figure, and snorted softly through her nose, "Jiang Weiran, if you can't catch up with someone, you'll use such indecent methods. Will you give in?"

Jiang Weiran was the partner matched to her by the marriage system a year ago, but Mo Qingran didn't like her at all.He is glib, conceited and arrogant, relying on his face to make a living in the entertainment industry, playing tricks.With a belly full of flamboyant intestines, she is fond of flowers and grass, and has captured the hearts of many omega with her excellent appearance, but she has never had any sincerity for any of them.

Mo Qingran has always hated this kind of person, so she rejected all Jiang Weiran's pursuits, and told him frankly that she had no intention of getting married.The system match was not requested by her herself, and she had every reason to refuse to get married.

But she didn't expect Jiang Weiran to act so lowly, trying to force her to submit by drugging and forcibly marking her.

Her tone was full of disdain, and she turned her head to wait to see Jiang Weiran's cynical and arrogant face.

However, what was strange was that He Song had an apologetic and apprehensive expression on her face. She pushed back her long hair and showed a gentle and serious expression, which was definitely not what Jiang Weiran had before.

"Miss Mo, since nothing happened tonight, why don't you let it go..."

"If you have other things that need to be compensated, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely make up for it!"

Mo Qingran's eyes flickered, and she felt for a moment that Jiang Weiran had changed... Okay?

But it was only for a moment, she immediately woke up, how could such a despicable person feel guilty?She was the one who gave the medicine, so don't be fooled by this appearance!

Mo Qingran didn't know what kind of tricks Jiang Weiran was playing again, she hugged her chest and looked at He Song coldly, "You don't think I'll forgive you for what you've done by showing such a sincere apology?"

Mo Qingran: "You spent a lot of time trying to apply the drug mark, but failed. You were afraid of my revenge, so you chose to retreat?"

No, I just don't want to go crazy or break my leg.

He Song felt Mo Qingran's aura of superiority without anger and prestige, worthy of being the heroine of a novel, her aura is strong.The short hair is sharp and capable, and the way he is leaning lazily on the head of the bed at this time gives people a coercion that cannot be underestimated.

She looked at Mo Qingran who was staring at her suspiciously, and understood that this was a good opportunity to change her impression.

So, she whispered in a deep and gentle tone, "I just... suddenly thought about it, although we are destined partners matched by the marriage system, we lack emotional maintenance, and forced marriage will only become a bitter couple , it’s better to separate the two, and let’s be safe separately.”

Mo Qingran's eyes were playful, "You mean you want to cancel the marriage contract that matches the marriage system, and you don't want to join Mo's family?"

It's really strange, Jiang Weiran, who talks about "marriage" and "marriage" all day, thinks about it?

He Song nodded hastily, "Yes, the road is facing the sky, so each side should go. A twisted melon is not sweet, and Ms. Mo will definitely meet her destined lover in the future. A person like me is really not good enough for Ms. Mo."

"What kind of person are you? What kind of person are you?"

He Song: "It's just... um, human face, animal heart, shameless, greedy, selfish." She uttered several idioms in succession, scolding herself so internally that she vomited blood.

It's too humble to belittle yourself after taking a lot of blame.

However, Mo Qingran raised her eyebrows, and said again, "Is there any more?"

The hostess loves to listen, and she has no choice but to praise her, "There are some, and there are others who commit all kinds of evil, are immoral, restless and kind..." He Song searched his brains and read a few more times, but before she finished reading, a voice sounded in the room. A ringtone that is both unfamiliar and familiar.

The source of the sound came from the pile of clothes scattered on the ground.

He Song saw that Mo Qingran's expression was normal, so he walked over in peace, picked up the phone that dropped on the carpet and kept ringing, but the name on the caller ID made her eyebrows twitch, and she almost threw the phone out.

Mo Yun?Isn't this the heroine's unscrupulous second aunt?

She hung up immediately on conditioned reflex, and sneaked a guilty look at Mo Qingran. The other party seemed to have no response. She was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Mo Yun called again.

Damn, it's not over yet.

She still wanted to hang up, but Mo Qingran's faint voice came from behind, "It's Second Aunt's call, why didn't you answer it?"

Immediately, He Song's back was dripping with sweat.

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Author: He Song is destined to be a strict wife.