He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

The Qiao family villa is quite old.

Qiao Wanrou had already bought it before Qiao Wangshu was born.

Although the bed in Qiao Wangshu's room has been changed several times, the current one is at least ten years old. A child without a mother, his father married a stepmother, how could he be as attentive as when his mother was alive? When Qiao Wanrou was alive, she would change Qiao Wangshu's bed every two or three years.

I slept in the same bed for more than ten years.

There are bound to be some minor flaws.

A certain big devil just kissed and hummed, quite contented, moving intermittently.

Then the bed started shaking.

Make a shameful "squeak".

The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet room.

Qiao Wangshu blushed.

This guy is becoming more and more shameless.

Where should I put my hands?

……

She held down his hand that was moving downwards, her sweet voice became hoarse, and she was breathing heavily as she spoke: "Achen... don't... don't make trouble. This house is old, and the sound insulation is very poor!"

Mo Beichen's almost collapsed sanity was forcibly pulled back. He buried his big head in Qiao Wangshu's neck and held her motionlessly.

All I could hear was his heavy breathing.

Qiao Wangshu felt his face getting even hotter.

My heart beats terribly fast.

Knowing that he was slowing down his strength, Qiao Wangshu didn't dare to say anything or move, for fear of irritating him.

After a long, long time...

Mo Beichen finally moved, rubbing his big head against her neck a few times, his cold voice dangerously hoarse: "Shu Shu, Shu Shu..."

He called her over and over again.

Obviously he had endured it to the extreme.

Qiao Wangshu stroked his back gently, as if he was stroking the fur of a big devil: "I want to drink some water. I'll go downstairs and pour you a glass. Drink some water..." Cool down!

Mo Beichen understood the implication of her words and pulled away from her.

Lie flat on your back.

The deep black eyes were tinged with a seductive red.

He raised one arm and placed it across his forehead, trying to calm his breathing and heartbeat. It was obvious that he was not very happy, but he didn't say anything and just endured it.

Qiao Wangshu saw through his dissatisfaction and knew that he was enduring it. He felt that he was inexplicably a little pitiful... He got excited and leaned over to whisper something in his ear.

The big devil's eyes immediately became hot when he looked at her, and his eyes were sparkling.

That is, there is no long tail.

If there was a tail behind it, it would definitely be shaking and flying now!

He grabbed her wrist and looked at her face. It was still hard to believe that his Shushu would take the initiative to say that: "Shushu, are you serious?"

"Forget it..." Qiao Wangshu was acting on impulse and was about to get out of bed.

There was a muffled "bang" sound.

Qiao Wangshu was pulled into the arms of a certain big devil.

He turned over and got caught again.

He kissed her passionately like a storm, and then looked at her eagerly, waiting for her to take the initiative to agree...

Qiao Wangshu's face and neck were completely red. She felt uncomfortable watching him just now. He looked unhappy and said those words in a fit of emotion. Now being stared at by him like that, she felt like she was being stared at by a wild beast. She felt uncomfortable all over. She cleared her throat: "Uh... how about going to the bathroom? This bed... makes a little noise... it's time to change it."

The big devil is not picky.

He threw back the quilt and stood up.

He bent down, picked up Qiao Wangshu, and hurried into the bathroom.

He put her down carefully, lowered his head, and looked at her with that eager look again.

Cold white skin, wearing a bathrobe.

It looks just like a puppy that was brought home and looked at its owner pitifully after being washed.

That look...

No one can stand it after seeing it.

First time doing this.

Qiao Wangshu always felt embarrassed.

Finally, I turned off the bathroom light.

……

About an hour later.

The bathroom light turned on.

A certain big devil bent over and hugged the little woman in front of him. His skin was red, and his eyes were frighteningly red. There was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, his breathing was heavy, and his head was resting on Qiao Wangshu's shoulder. It was obvious that he had not recovered yet.

Qiao Wangshu put his arm around his waist, gently stroked his back, and helped him calm down.

She meant well.

The energy from a certain big devil that had just gone down instantly hit his head again.

Some things are just like that.

Since you don't get any benefit from it, you'll just have to endure it.

Once they have tasted the sweetness, they can't stand the slightest provocation.

He lifted his head from her shoulder and looked down at her face, pursing his lips.

Qiao Wangshu's heart was pounding.

Here again, here again!

The big devil starts again!

Could you please stop looking at her with those direct, tearful eyes?

It's about to die!

Mo Beichen didn't know what she was thinking, but took her hand...

Qiao Wangshu shuddered all over, and quickly pulled his hand back, his eyes red: "No, it's late, you should go to bed early."

She rejected Mo Beichen's suggestion, but someone was unwilling to give up and bent down to hug her again. His low, mellow and hoarse voice went straight into her neck: "Shushu, once again, for the last time, Shushu, Shushu..."

He's stupid.

I don't know how to convince her.

It was so annoying that he kept calling her.

Qiao Wangshu's whole arm was sore that he pushed his chest and said, "Stop it. You are not wearing enough clothes and it is cold in this room. Go back to bed. If you have a seizure in my house, I am afraid that Lao Si will overturn my floor. Go back to bed first. Next time, I will do it for you one more time, okay?"

Her tone was no less than that of coaxing a child.

The big devil was unhappy, but Shushu refused. He couldn't force her. He opened his mouth and bit her neck, then raised his head reluctantly: "You promised, don't regret it."

Qiao Wangshu touched the place where he had bitten her and quickly responded, "Well, I won't regret it. Get out now."

She said as she led him out of the bathroom.

I tucked him into bed again before feeling relieved.

He was only wearing a bathrobe, with his bare legs exposed, and she was really afraid that he would catch a cold.

After all, someone is too fragile! Not resistant to repair!

Qiao Wangshu didn't get into bed: "I really want to drink some water. You stay here for a while. I'll be back soon."

"Yeah." Mo Beichen nodded obediently.

Qiao Wangshu was wearing pajamas and went downstairs to drink some water. There were servants at home, so she put on a coat in case they bumped into her.

It was nearly eleven o'clock at night.

The servants in the house have all gone to bed.

After going downstairs, Qiao Wangshu entered the kitchen, poured himself a glass of water, and boiled some hot water to prepare for Mo Beichen to drink.

There were sounds of doors opening and closing outside the gate.

About who came in.

Qiao Wangshu put down the cup.

Not long after.

A woman walked into the house, perhaps seeing the light on in the kitchen, she walked in.

Eyes facing each other.

Qiao Wangshu's face suddenly turned cold!

Song Wenya!

In her previous life, Song Wenya tortured her for a whole night. She used all the tortures that could be used in that room on her. She cut off her tongue and let the men rape her and humiliate her...

At that time, she really would rather die immediately!

Fortunately, the group of men did not listen to Song Wenya. The leading man reminded them, "Miss Song, are you so angry that you are losing your mind? Our master has said before that you are not allowed to use rape and humiliation on Miss Qiao."

In the end, the men did not touch Qiao Wangshu.

But later, Song Wenya bought a marketing account and trending searches, making everyone think that Qiao Wangshu's reputation had been insulted.

After Qiao Wangshu was reborn, he has been recalling the details of his previous life and guessing the identity of the mysterious man behind Song Wenya.

But there are too few clues and I have no idea.

Qiao Wangshu once guessed that it was probably someone from within the Mohist family. The Mohist family was in serious internal strife, and it was most likely to be a fight for control of the Mohist family. In her previous life, she had seen Mo Beixiao and Mo Beizhou, and it was not the voice of their brothers. Although she did not see the face of the mysterious man clearly, that voice... she would never forget it.