In the dark, Qing Mu Chen's eyes are very bright.

Fingertips hold her small chin, his cold voice, in the night, it has a flame like heat, "don't want to what, just want to remind you of your wife's identity!"

Holding her face in his hand, he slowly approached himself. His fingertips were very powerful, arrogant, overbearing and irresistible.

Pull Mo Xi son's face to lean toward oneself, his lips aim at her lips to kiss up.

The tip of his tongue swept along her lip line like a feather, and he suddenly gnawed her hard.

Mo Xi'er seems to have obvious pain, Xiu Mei twisted.

"Asshole!" Struggling to push him away, his arm was just raised, but he pressed her back and folded her hands. He easily locked her hands, and his lips kissed her again.

Without any omen, he gnawed and tore fiercely. His strength was so strong that he wanted to engrave his brand on her body and her soul.

His rudeness, tonight, got a better interpretation.

Mo Xi'er doesn't like him very much. With her usual character, when she doesn't want to, even if she tries her best, she will fight him to the end.

But, today's Mo Xi son don't know how, in the head of always recall Qing Mu Chen today's eyes.

Mo Xi'er didn't know what was wrong with him. He seemed to be bewitched. He recalled it again and again and lost his mind again and again.

The man who pressed her did whatever he wanted with her. Mo Xi'er's lips were burning with pain, and his lips / petals seemed to be about to break.

Pain on the lips, pain on the body, pain everywhere in the limbs

Long night

Mo Xi'er didn't know how to pass the night. Even after he fell asleep, every picture of him and her tonight was still circulating in his head.

When she woke up the next day, she was very tired, even more than running tens of thousands of meters marathon.

Beside the pillow has no temperature, Qing Mu Chen has obviously got up.

Mo Xi'er stares at the room and listens to it carefully. She doesn't hear his voice. She gasps.

When he changed his clothes and went downstairs, qingmuchen sat in the living room and had lunch.

Mo Xi'er's eyes swept in his direction. The two people's eyes collided, and her body trembled unconsciously.

It was the first time she would be afraid to see him.

For the first time, those who came out of Mohism were afraid in front of others.

I'm not afraid of any aspect of him, but she is really afraid of him who was so rude last night.

Her reaction is very slight, however, Qing Mu Chen is keen to capture.

It seems that this phenomenon is a little ridiculous, and his lips are laughing up.

They were still separated by a few meters, but Mo Xi'er obviously felt his deep contempt.

She snorted, calmed down and covered up her embarrassment. She straightened her back and walked towards him as if nothing had happened last night.

"Mom and dad are not ready to come back today?"

When she came to the table in front of him and sat down, she asked casually.

"Well." Qing Mu Chen doesn't seem willing to talk with her much, and the answer is very concise.

Mo Xi'er's hands were stiff when he was mixing the sauce.

"I've been out for two days, but I haven't come back yet?"

Qing Mu Chen hangs Mou to use own meal, ignore her that words.

Mo Xi'er didn't expect his attitude towards him to be so good. His indifference was no surprise.

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