Chapter 1188 Can't Help but Imagine Things (28)

The expression on his face was weirdly tangled, Shang Mo frowned slightly, "You guessed it, right?"

She was so smart, and he made it so obvious, it was impossible for her not to guess.

Mo Feifei didn't want to admit it: "I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Could it be that?" His sharp eyes receded, his complexion returned to normal, and even his tone became quiet, he said helplessly, "Or you prefer, I'll call you Rong Mo."

Pretending to be ignorant of this road is more difficult than he imagined.

She doesn't accept him at all.

Maybe it's all said, and I don't have to play any cat-and-mouse games anymore, it will be much better than now.

Mo Feifei remained expressionless for a moment.

Suddenly, she laughed and said, "You already knew it, but you are acting with me. Do you want to take revenge on me for cheating you as a man? If you do this, you will feel more comfortable, and I can pretend that I don't know."

Shang Mo's eyes were cold, he looked at her silently, and after a long time he asked softly: "Do you think I'm angry and want to take revenge on you, so you don't pick out everything I know?"

His heart was stabbed severely, and he was very hurt.

"Otherwise, you really like me and love me, you don't remember what you did to me, you think I'll accept a... Shangmo, you know you, I'm not a masochist," Mo Feifei said The voice became more and more cold.

They have always been fighting in secret, and he has always been defensive and contemptuous of her.

Shang Mo focused on her eyebrows, his deep eyes were full of pain and pity, "I misunderstood you before as my father's illegitimate child, because of him my family is... that night, I drank too much, I Do you think you are dreaming? I have never looked down on you, the former is hate and has nothing to do with you, the latter is love!"

His voice softened, and he was very angry.

It was also his fault that night, and now he has to suppress his temper.

Mo Feifei's expression remained unchanged, but he just said indifferently: "But you are still pressing me now, because you want to repeat what happened that night, so you can do whatever you want, anyway, I can't resist. Women can't resist men in terms of strength. , let alone me, a vegetable who has been in a coma for seven years."

These words were very heart-wrenching, and Shang Mo immediately let her go.

It's not that you can't be strong, but that being strong is useless.

There was an undercurrent in his dark eyes, as if he was holding back something, "I didn't want to have that night again... Just now, I was just angry, just jealous, and lost my sense of proportion."

He took another step forward and took her soft little hand. Feeling that Mo Feifei wanted to take his hand away, he clenched it tightly against his chest.

The eyes looking at her became deeper and deeper, and he smiled half-smile, but with warmth,

"I'm in love with you, how can you escape, how can you be with other men!"

Mo Feifei froze for a moment.

He seemed to have expressed his thoughts before, but he was never so straightforward and wronged.

Mo Feifei trembled in his heart: "He was my doctor, he took care of me when I was in a coma, and he was the first person I saw when I woke up. I don't remember anything at that time. I only knew him. He was so important to me. It’s different for me, because I used to think that he might be my boyfriend, the closest and most trusted person in this world…”

She spoke lightly, but Shang Mo's face darkened, and he clenched his hands tightly.