Chapter 119 It's My Fault. I Shouldn't Be so Suspicious.

She just stared at him without saying a word.

There were tears on her thick and long eyelashes, and in the blink of an eye, they fell on her pretty face.

Mo Yesi never felt anything about women's tears.

He would even feel upset.

If someone tried to win his sympathy with tears, it would only backfire.

Even Yan Shaoqing complained more than once that his heart was made of stone, too cold and too hard.

No woman could warm it.

But at this moment, Mo Yesi felt that he was not immune to women's tears.

Looking at the girl in his arms with red eyes and a face full of grievances, he actually felt a little distressed.

Almost without any hesitation, he apologized: "Are you crying? Because you think I doubted you? Baby, I'm sorry, I take back everything I said just now. Just pretend that I didn't say anything, and don't be angry with me anymore, ok?"

Mo Yesi never knew what it felt like to be flustered.

But when he saw Qiao Mianmian's tears silently falling from her eyes, he felt it for the first time.

His slender fingers clumsily wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and his fingertips touched her warm and wet tears, and his heart was flustered and irritated again.

It would have been fine if he didn't apologize, but once he apologized, the little woman in his arms seemed to cry even harder.

Tears kept falling from her eyes like beads that had broken off the string.

Hot tears hit the back of his hand, burning his heart.

"Qiao Mianmian, don't cry anymore." After feeling that the little woman in his arms couldn't be coaxed, Mo Yesi frowned tightly, sighed helplessly and regretfully, held her wet little face, frowned, and said, "Tell me, what should I do to make you stop being angry with me?"

"I don't really doubt you, I believe you won't do anything to betray me."

Qiao Mianmian looked at him with tears in her eyes. The more the man coaxed her in a humble manner, the more aggrieved she felt in her heart.

Her eyes were full of accusations, her voice was hoarse from crying, and she choked and said, "You just doubt me! What you meant by that sentence is that you think Su Ze and I have agreed to meet there in advance?"

"Mo Yesi, you know, I hate it most when others don't believe me. If you think I still have feelings for Su Ze, then we might as well get divorced. Anyway, you don't believe me, is there any point for us to be together?"

Hearing the word "divorce", Mo Yesi's face suddenly darkened.

Just when he was about to get angry, he met the red eyes of the girl in his arms, and the anger in his heart was extinguished instantly.

Turn into a helpless and annoyed sigh.

If he had known that she would cry like this, he would never ask that question.

The man's slender white fingers fell to the corner of her eyes again, gently wiping away the wetness in the corner of her eyes.

He reached out and gently embraced her in his arms, softened his voice, and sighed softly: "Okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't be suspicious."

His admission of fault was met with a more aggrieved accusation from the girl: "It was your fault in the first place."

"Yes, it's my fault." At this moment, Mo Yesi didn't know what to do except coax her and go along with her.

He had no experience in coaxing women.

This was the first time in his life that he coaxed a woman so humbly, and he didn't coax her well.

He felt deeply frustrated.