The time of the city

Chapter 174 Renting a House 2

After chatting with Leng Xiyan in the coffee shop for a while, Mo Yu went out for a walk for most of the day. It was not until the afternoon that she returned home with tired and heavy steps.

As soon as she stepped into the entrance hall, she fell into a warm embrace. She knew it was Ni Jiamu.

"Xiaoyu, you are finally back. I missed you so much." Ni Jiamu hugged her tightly, his chin resting on the top of her head, his voice nostalgic and magnetic.

Mo Yu twisted her body, trying to escape his embrace. Ni Jiamu loosened her grip slightly, his hands still around her waist. "Xiao Yu, where have you been? Why are you back so late?"

"I went shopping. I'm a little tired now." She struggled a little to break free from the hand around her waist, ran back to her room as if escaping, slammed the door shut, and let out a long breath.

In the living room, Ni Jiamu stood there in a daze, his arms still folded in a hug. His eyes dimmed, and he curled his lips in self-mockery. "Ni Jiamu, you've been tricked again!" The warm light of the lamp cast upon him, but it couldn't dispel the loneliness that surrounded him.

After taking a shower, Mo Yu just lay down on the bed when her phone screen lit up. It was a message from Guan Yue.

She thought the contract was ready, and excitedly clicked on the dialog box, but saw an apology message from Guan Yue, saying that she could no longer rent the house to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu's heart tightened, and she typed quickly to ask, to which Guan Yue replied immediately, "Someone offered ten times the market price for it, and I'm short of money lately, so I sold it."

It was Ni Jiamu without any guessing. Mo Yu was so angry that she put down her phone and rushed into Ni Jiamu's room angrily, but stopped the moment she opened the door.

Ni Jiamu had just finished taking a shower. He was shirtless, with water dripping from the ends of his hair. The water droplets slid down his strong abdominal muscles. His almond-shaped eyes were staring at Mo Yu, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaoyu, why are you looking for me so proactively?" He brushed his wet hair, his voice hoarse.

Mo Yu's bright almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger: "Did you buy Guan Yue's house?"

Ni Jiamu nodded calmly, took a step forward, and his gentle breath touched Mo Yu's cheek: "I thought Xiaoyu liked that house, so I bought it. Can we move there together?"

Mo Yu's hair tingled, her voice trembled, and her eyes reddened. "Ni Jiamu, you're so scary! You've been spying on me the whole time, and now that I'm back, you're testing me. Do you think that's funny?"

Facing that face full of panic and anger, Ni Jiamu panicked, reached out and hugged Mo Yu, and whispered: "Xiao Yu, don't be afraid of me, I just love you too much, I'm afraid you don't want me, I'm the only one who loves you the most in this world." As he said that, he lowered his head and moved closer, wanting to kiss the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't touch me!" Mo Yu raised her hand, and with a loud, crisp "slap," the slap landed heavily on Ni Jiamu's face. "Your love is suffocating me."

Ni Jiamu was hit so hard that his head tilted to the side. His cheeks quickly turned red and his eyes were full of hurt. "Xiaoyu, don't push me away."

Mo Yu broke free from his embrace and retreated to the door. "Ni Jiamu, let's stop here. Your love is too overbearing. I can't bear it."

Ni Jiamu's body swayed, his hand stretched out and then dropped, his eyes desolate, "Xiaoyu, I just don't want to lose you. I want to present everything you like to you. How is that wrong?"

"This is not love. You don't understand respect at all. You never ask for my opinion when you do things. You monitor me, interfere with me, and you are always controlling me."

Mo Yu burst into tears. She turned around, opened the door, ran back to her room, closed the door, slid down to sit on the ground with her back against the door, hugged her knees, and burst into tears.

That night, both of them stayed awake all night.