Chapter 259

"Why, I don't want to kneel here. OK, Mo Qingcheng, today I want you to understand whose woman you are!"

Yuan Yehua grabbed Mo Qingcheng's long hair, dragged Mo Qingcheng from the bed to the ground, got up and controlled Mo Qingcheng, so that Mo Qingcheng knelt by the bed.

He sat opposite Mo Qingcheng and squeezed Mo Qingcheng's chin, so that Mo Qingcheng's lips had to open. The beautiful face twisted slightly in pain.

"Qingcheng, have you forgotten how to serve me and made me happy? Maybe I need to teach you more? "

His hands had to be supported on Yuan Yehua's knees, and Mo Qingcheng's beautiful hair fell on his chest and brushed on Yuan Yehua's thighs, which made yuan Yehua more excited.

He released his hand and pinched Mo Qingcheng's lips. The other hand still grasped Mo Qingcheng's hair, making Mo Qingcheng feel pain. She held yuan Yehua's hand and wanted her hair to break away from Yuan Yehua's hand and control.

The movement of the head drove her lips, and Yuan Ye hualeng stared at Mo Qingcheng.

"Ye, please let go, please, will you let go?"

"I like to see you like this. Only in this way can you look like a lover. Qingcheng, you have always been a qualified lover and a lover I appreciate. Unfortunately, you didn't do well enough today to satisfy me. You should know that I am not satisfied with the consequences. "

"You can do whatever you want. I know you can take everything from me, Mohs and my life. Ye, if you like it, take it. "

In the voice of Mo Qingcheng, there was profound loss and vanity. She never cared about these. Maybe at the beginning, she cared about these when she was with Yuan Yehua. But she didn't care about it a long time ago.

If she wants to die, she would rather die in the hands of Yuan Yehua!

A little, Yuan Yehua loosened his hand to hold Mo Qingcheng's hair and looked at Mo Qingcheng lowering his head

He likes to look at the beautiful and elegant moqingcheng, kneel in front of him and satisfy him in such a humble way.

I remember when Mo Qingcheng was with him, in order to make Mo Qingcheng his qualified lover, he taught Mo Qingcheng a lot and forced Mo Qingcheng to do a lot.

For a long time, he never let Mo Qingcheng kneel at his feet so humbly and meekly.

He has always appreciated Mo Qingcheng. Mo Qingcheng became his lover for the first time and soon became a qualified lover and Mo's spokesman.

However, the words of Mo Qingcheng today angered yuan Yehua and finally punished Mo Qingcheng in this way.

Suddenly, Yuan Yehua grabbed Mo Qingcheng's hair and made Mo Qingcheng painfully pulled up from the ground. Push Mo Qingcheng down by the bed. Mo Qingcheng's upper body was pressed down by his strength, and his hands had to be supported around his body.

"No, no, ye, please forgive me, forgive me..."

Mo Qingcheng looked frightened on his face and looked at Yuan Yehua with frightened and pleading eyes.

Yuan Yehua leaned over and looked down at Mo Qingcheng struggling and begged him to spare her.

It's a good feeling. It's the feeling of holding a woman in his hand. It's the feeling he likes.

He wants her to understand that he is her man and she can only be his woman.

Mo Qingcheng struggled and twisted painfully.

"Ye, spare me... Spare me once... Ye, please..."

She begged, cried out loudly, made a low cry, grabbed yuan Yehua's hand, wanted yuan Yehua to release her hand and let her up.

"Qingcheng, do you know whose woman you are? Do you know who your man should be? "

"Yes ye, please forgive me. I know, I know, I don't dare to..."

Close her lips, Mo Qingcheng's tears almost fell down. She looked at Yuan Yehua with begging eyes. She really couldn't bear it and her body kept trembling.

Yuan Yehua loosed his hand, grabbed Mo Qingcheng's ankle and moved over. Mo Qingcheng lay down on his side, his head buried in the bed, and tears finally fell.

She didn't want yuan Yehua to see her tears. She turned sideways to Yuan Yehua and straightened her legs. At this time, she breathed a long sigh of relief. A beautiful hair covered her face and covered the tears on her face.

Yuan Yehua leaned over, reached out and grabbed Mo Qingcheng's chin, turned Mo Qingcheng's face and faced him.

Watching Mo Qingcheng close her eyes tightly, tears slowly fell from her face. Pearl tears kept falling, drop by drop.

"Hate?"

"Ye, I love you. You never know."

Mo Qingcheng tightly grasped yuan Yehua's arm. She suddenly stood up and hugged yuan Yehua, put herself close to Yuan Yehua's arms, tightly hugged yuan Yehua, and crossed her fingers on Yuan Yehua's back, as if to rub her body into yuan Yehua's body.

Yuan Yehua also held Mo Qingcheng tightly with his hand. He always knew that Mo Qingcheng loved him and deeply loved him. Therefore, at the bottom of his heart, he had some light pity and slight apology for Mo Qingcheng.

However, he can't allow Mo Qingcheng to take the initiative to break away from him. Such a thing can only be mentioned by him.

A lover like Mo Qingcheng is considerate, rational, gentle and considerate. He thinks of him everywhere. He will never be embarrassed or unhappy at all. Appreciate moqingcheng's intelligence, love moqingcheng's beauty, passion and happiness.

However, women like Mo Qingcheng still can't keep his heart and make him emotional.

Finally, Yuan Yehua got up and left moqingcheng, stood in front of moqingcheng and looked at her paralyzed on the bed.

Mo Qingcheng leaned on the bed and looked up at Yuan Yehua. He didn't respond to his confession just now. Was he unwilling to respond or didn't believe it?

Or, both, he never loved her.

Yuan Yehua turned and walked to the bathroom. He would have gone to the bathroom to take a mandarin duck bath with Mo Qingcheng, but today he was not in the mood to do so.

Mo Qingcheng silently watched yuan Yehua walk into the bathroom. He was sore and weak. He fell on the bed, pulled over the quilt to cover his body, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the door of the bathroom. The door was not closed, and a clear sound of water could be heard inside.

Is it impossible for her to leave him?

Smile bitterly. Maybe she shouldn't have said such words today, but she doesn't regret it.

At least, I know that he cares about her, and some care. I don't want her to leave. I want to leave her in such a domineering way.

After closing her eyes, she can continue to be his lover without thinking too much.

Perhaps, this is her life. From the beginning of meeting yuan Yehua, her fate is no longer controlled by her, but in the hands of Yuan Yehua.

If she could choose, would she still choose to meet yuan Yehua?

Without regret, she fell in love with Yuan Yehua and became yuan Yehua's woman. She never regretted. There were several men, but when she was with those men, all she thought was yuan Yehua and no one else. Even with those men, there were several intimacies. At that time, Yuan Yehua was the only man in her eyes and mind.

After Yuan Yehua came back, he found that the sheets and quilts had been replaced with new ones. Mo Qingcheng wrapped his body in quilts and lay alone and weakly on the bed, as if he had slept.

He didn't disturb Mo Qingcheng. He lay on the other side of the bed, pulled the quilt over his body and closed his eyes. After tossing in the middle of the night, Yuan Yehua also felt tired and soon fell asleep.

Mo Qingcheng was more tired. He didn't even have the energy to take a bath. After Yuan Yehua came back, he also slept.

The next day, when Mo Qingcheng woke up, Yuan Yehua still lay beside her and seemed to be sleeping.