Chapter 130 Now She Misses Gu Mohan Crazily

Woohoo.

Hearing the woman's sad and desperate cries, her delicate body was so cold, Huo Beichen realized that his mother didn't even have an umbrella.

He raised his hands awkwardly and covered the top of Tang Mo'er's head, using his palms to shield her from the rain.

Tang Mo'er cried for a long time. She felt tired from crying, so she turned around and walked to the shore.

Huo Beichen's hand was still frozen in the air. He looked at the woman's back and felt bad. He was so rude and didn't even say thank you.

The two people came to the street, and Huo Beichen chased after them with long hands and feet, "Hey, Tang Mo'er, get in my car and I'll take you home."

Tang Mo'er hugged herself with two slender arms, clutching her delicate muscles through the fabric of her clothes painfully, without even looking back.

"Hey, Tang Mo'er, what do you mean? The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Hurry up and get in my car!" Huo Beichen went to grab Tang Mo'er's slim arm.

Tang Moer shook him off hard and ran away.

At this time, a sharp brake sound sounded, and a supreme version of Aston Martin stopped. The luxury car almost hit Tang Mo'er.

Tang Moer fell to the ground in a panic.

In the luxury car, because of the heavy rain, even though the wipers kept blowing, the vision was still blurry and barely visible. The driver in the driver's seat said nervously, "Sir, I think I hit someone."

In the back seat, the temperature outside was very cold, and the temperature in the silent car was also extremely cold. The man was hiding in the back seat. In the dimly lit place, the street lights dimly filtered through, illuminating a deep and uncanny face. .

The man was wearing a neatly ironed black shirt and trousers wrapped around his long legs. His black eyes were like an eagle hovering in the night sky. His years of experience and accumulation revealed a cold and stern aura.

"Go down and take a look." The man's indifferent voice contained no emotion.

"Yes." The driver opened the door.

But at this time Huo Beichen had already ran over. He picked up the shaky Tang Mo'er and carried him to his Ferrari sports car.

"Sir, the man was taken away."

"Yeah," the man snorted calmly, "drive."

Tang Moer passed this luxury car in Huo Beichen's arms.

…

In a Ferrari sports car.

Huo Beichen put Tang Mo'er in the passenger seat. The woman was in a very embarrassed state, she was soaked, and there were injuries all over her body.

I don’t know exactly where the injuries were. Her fingers and little toes were scratched just now in the pond. The Aston Martin almost ran over her, just a little bit, and her knees were scratched. broken.

Some blood stains stained her little face, and she fell weakly into the chair. Her wet hair covered half of her pale little face. She murmured in confusion, "It hurts, it hurts..."

"Hey, Tang Mo'er, where do you feel pain? Tell me clearly?" Huo Beichen looked at her nervously.

This woman looks like a ghost now. Just now she was so nervous that she bumped into someone else's luxury car and almost died.

He still likes her usual arrogant and bright appearance.

Tang Mo'er's entire brain was filled with pain, and it felt like something was gnawing at her bones and blood. She scratched at it with her nails, trying to pull it out.

Soon, there were a few blood stains on her white pink neck.

Huo Beichen quickly grabbed her two slender wrists to prevent her from scratching, "Stop scratching, Tang Mo'er, what's wrong with you? You've scratched your own skin."

Tang Mo'er was trembling all over. Now she crazily missed the familiar comforting embrace, crazily missed his kiss, and all she could think of was a name - Gu Mohan.