MTL - I Married the Second Male Lead After Reincarnating-Chapter 453 If you really love her, you should let her be happy

  Having her consent, Hull's heart beat wildly.

   "I, my toiletries are in another room, I'll get them"

  Mu Qing said softly: "No, there is a new one in the bathroom, you can just use it."

  Hull nodded with a blushing face, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

  Mu Qing sat down by the bed, took out her mobile phone to send a message to Xia Zimu, and told her that Mo Xiaoyuan had found her.

  Xia Zimu did not expect Mo Xiaoyuan to find the clue so quickly, and replied: "Don't act rashly, I will ask someone to pick you up tomorrow."

   Mu Qing looked at the message from Xia Zimu, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

  【Mumu, how long do you think I can escape? 】

  Xia Zimu didn't know how to answer this question, so he fell silent.

  She didn't speak for a long time, and Mu Qing also knew that she had asked an unsolvable question, so she sent another message to Xia Zimu.

  【Thank you very much for your help during this time, I won’t run away this time, you don’t need to help me any more. 】

  【I plan to marry Hull and bid farewell to the past. If Mo Xiaoyuan still forced me like before, I probably wouldn't live anymore. 】

【Good night. 】

  After sending messages with Xia Zimu, she lay down on the bed.

  In the bathroom, Hull smelled his clothes.

   It's been a busy day today, and the weather is hot, so it's inevitable that there will be some smells.

  He was worried that Mu Qing would dislike him, so he went back to his room to get his pajamas, took a shower, and then slowly climbed into bed.

  Mu Qing was lying on the other side of the bed, a little far away from Hull, and two more people could sleep between them.

  Hull didn't dare to move, and lay stiff all over.

   After about an hour, he was still awake.

   Mu Qing, who was at the side, seemed to have fallen asleep, breathing deeply.

  Hel could smell the faint scent of shower gel on her body through his nose, and felt a little itchy in his heart, so he couldn't help but move towards Mu Qing.

   After a while, she moved a little, and unconsciously moved to Mu Qing's side.

   It was the first time that he was so close to a woman, and the innocent guy felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

  Perhaps it was because the night was too quiet, the emotions in his chest were infinitely magnified, and the feelings he liked seemed to break through the shackles and grow wildly.

  Suddenly wanted to talk to Mu Qing.

  I want to tell him how I feel at the moment.

  He reached out and gently grabbed Mu Qing's hand.

  Just as he was about to call her, the hand held by him shrank back.

  Mu Qing didn't sleep.

   And it seems that there is some resistance to his approach.

   Hull's hot heart suddenly condensed.

   During the three months when he pursued Mu Qing, Mu Qing's attitude towards him has always been lukewarm.

  Even though she later agreed to associate with him, she kept her distance from him.

  The folk customs in their country are open, other couples embrace and kiss passionately, but he and Mu Qing have never held hands a few times.

  Before, he always told himself to take his time. Mu Qing is a reserved oriental girl, and she may be conservative in this respect.

   It wasn't until seeing Mo Xiaoyuan today that he realized that Mu Qing might not be conservative, but that she had never opened her heart to him at all.

  She keeps saying that she hates that man, but ever since that man appeared, she feels more vivid to him than ever.

   Maybe even she didn't realize that she didn't just hate the man who appeared tonight.

  He withdrew his hand, lay quietly for a few seconds, got up from the bed, and fell asleep on the sofa.

  Mu Qing felt him get off the bed, and thought about her hurtful behavior in her heart, and wanted to apologize to Hull.

   But in the end, nothing was said.

  She was afraid that if she spoke, Hale would climb back into bed again.

   And she is somewhat resistant to this.

  She is not used to other opposite **** lying on the bed.

  Because for so many years, she has only slept in the same bed with one man.

  Mo Xiaoyuan slept next door, always listening to the movement in the master bedroom.

   While concentrating on it, the notification tone of his mobile phone rang.

  Take it out and see that it was Xia Zimu who sent him a message.

  The content of the message is a screenshot, which shows the chat history between her and Mu Qing.

   Seeing Mu Qing saying that she would marry Hull, and what she said later that she wanted to end her life, Mo Xiaoyuan's pupils shrank slightly.

  Mu Qing is determined to break up with him and stay with that man named Hull.

  He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and the cut on his arm seemed to be in pain, as if bright red blood flowed out of it, taking away all his vitality, and the pain was severe.

  He didn't reply for a long time, but Xia Zimu sent a few more messages.

  【Brother, stop forcing Mu Qing. If you force her again, you are forcing her to die again. 】

  【If you really love her, you should make her happy. 】

  【What she wants most is to let you let her go. 】

  【You try to forget her, but it should not be as difficult as you imagined. 】

   Mo Xiaoyuan looked at these words sent by Xia Zimu, and was in a daze for a long time without replying. He put the phone aside and slowly closed his eyes.

  The next day, Mu Qing got up and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

  When Mo Xiaoyuan went downstairs, she noticed the dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept well all night.

  She didn't intend to start a conversation with him, so she didn't ask any more questions.

  But Hull, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, said in a strange voice: "Where did Mr. Mo steal someone back last night?"

   Mo Xiaoyuan glanced at him with dark eyes, and quickly moved away without answering.

  He stayed up all night last night because of the message from Xia Zimu, but he was too lazy to explain to Hull, so he didn't say anything.

  Mu Qing prepared breakfast and served it on the table, Mo Xiaoyuan walked over and pulled out a chair to sit down.

  Looking at the dining table, he frowned, "Why are there only two breakfasts?"

  Mu Qing picked up the knife and fork, and sliced ​​the bacon unhurriedly, "Because there is no share for you."

  Mo Xiaoyuan's face was stern, and the cold air in his eyes seemed to have frozen into ice slag, silently expressing his dissatisfaction.

  Mu Qing ignored him at all and enjoyed her breakfast on her own.

  Hull also ate in silence. The always sunny and cheerful boy was unusually quiet at this moment, as if he had something on his mind.

   After breakfast, Hull is ready to go to sea.

  He looked at Mo Xiaoyuan worriedly, "Ah Qing, is it okay for you to stay alone with him?"

  Mu Qing: "I'll go to Mrs. Josephine's house later, and I won't be alone with him."

  Hell felt relieved and went out.

  After Hull left, Mu Qing also planned to go out.

  Mo Xiaoyuan followed her quietly, neither talking nor making trouble.

  The town is facing the sea, and the scenery is very good.

  There are tall coconut trees planted on both sides of the road, Mu Qing walked slowly, and suddenly stopped.

   "Mo Xiaoyuan, what should I do so that you can let me go?"

  Her words were full of helplessness, Mo Xiaoyuan softened his voice, "You know I can't let you go."

  Mu Qing turned around to look at him, under the sunlight, there was no expression on that almost transparent face.

   "Mo Xiaoyuan, what mood have you been in the past few months when I disappeared? Have you ever regretted what you have done?"

"have."

  He lived in pain and regret every day for several months.

   Fortunately, Mu Qing is still alive.

   "Then why do you still come to me and torture me like before? Do you have to disappear completely before you can stop pestering me?"

  Mo Xiaoyuan frowned, thinking that she was going to threaten him again like last night.

  Just as she was about to say something, she saw Mu Qing striding towards the middle of the road.

   And behind her, a truck full of goods is speeding towards.

  She smiled at him, her voice was so soft that she could hardly hear it, "A real death seems to be much simpler than planning a seamless escape."