Chapter 592 You Are My Woman

The game ended here, Ye Wuge glanced at Xiao Moli with a smirk, and led everyone to start playing other games.

The private room was lively and lively, a group of people had fun and coaxed and sang in turn.

An Ziqi has always been tone deaf, so she consciously refused to participate in this activity.

In the confusion, someone handed the microphone to Xiao Moli.

After seeing clearly that it was him, he was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up again to make amends.

Xiao Moli didn't refuse, and went directly to the karaoke machine beside her to order a song.

An Ziqi sat far away with her head bowed, but she couldn't help being curious and pricked up her ears to listen.

She has been with Xiao Moli for so long, but she has never heard him sing.

...

I once held your hand and kissed your forehead before going to bed.

How can I hold you in my arms again.

I'm sorry, I love you and I want to give you all meaning.

...

There is a little hoarseness after drinking in the cold voice, without the various gorgeous singing skills of those singers.

Xiao Moli looked at the lyrics on the screen, he didn't sing very well, he just sang mechanically line by line.

But every sentence pierced An Ziqi's heart, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The people in the box naturally didn't think that Xiao Moli sang this song specially for someone, and they clapped their hands in applause.

After Xiao Moli sang, she put down the microphone in her hand, and sat there drinking one cup after another without looking at her.

An Ziqi bit her lip, this lunatic!

She felt uncomfortable, and after greeting Ye Wuge, she left directly.

Ye Wuge raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xiao Moli over there, and only told her to be careful on the road.

With Xiao Moli here, he naturally didn't have to worry that it would be unsafe for An Ziqi to go back alone.

Here, An Ziqi had just left the bar when a strong force came from behind her, and she fell into a hot embrace that smelled of alcohol.

"Xiao Moli, let me go."

An Ziqi gritted her teeth and struggled vigorously. Even if she didn't turn her head, she knew who was behind it.

"Don't let it go, I won't let it go even if I die."

Xiao Moli hugged her tightly behind her, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Xiao Moli, what exactly do you want from me?"

An Ziqi couldn't break free, and couldn't help but shed tears.

She knew that what happened six years ago was a deal between her and Xiao Moli.

What she can't let go of is not the surrogate childbirth, but Xiao Moli's trampling on her dignity back then, and the deception and concealment for so long before.

She is not that magnanimous, if she wants to be with Xiao Moli without any grievances now, she really can't do it.

Xiao Moli is in pain, but why is she not in pain.

"I want you, Ann, you are mine, you are my woman."

Xiao Moli wanted to go crazy when she thought of An Ziqi's denial.

Burning kisses landed on the back of her neck, the tips of her ears.

An Ziqi bit her lip, this bastard, this happens every time.

He lifted his foot and stomped hard on his foot.

She was already wearing high heels, but she was angry and used a lot of effort.

Xiao Moli couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and couldn't help but relax a little.

An Ziqi took the opportunity to push him away and walked straight forward.

As soon as he took a step, he heard a bang from behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Xiao Moli staggered into the car next to him, and was about to walk towards her.

Gritting her teeth and turning her head, she kicked Xiao Moli, "Bastard, Xiao Moli, you are a bastard."

Raising his hand to touch the tears on his face, he stepped forward to help him up, and stopped a taxi by the side of the road.