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The faint voice comes, his hot kiss falls on her neck, and his teeth print falls on her white skin, which makes Lin Xiahua shiver all over.

"Xu Yimo! Let go of me Lin Xiahua struggled, struggling to push him away, struggling to raise his legs to kick him, but was his slender straight thigh hard pressed, let her not move.

In the next room, Jiao Weiwei hears the movement at the door. When she rushes out, she sees Xu Yimo pressing Lin Xiahua on the bed, just like a hungry wolf.

As soon as her face changed, Jiao Weiwei rushed up and reached for Xu Yimo, but Xu Yimo threw her aside coldly. She didn't even look at the extra one.

Men's strength is very tough, what's more, at this time Xu Yimo is completely on the edge of rage, as long as there is a little carelessness, it will set off a bloodbath, Jiao Weiwei was thrown by him directly fell to the edge of the ground, buttocks pain of the eye crack are almost out.

Visible in front of the man is still in front of Lin Xiahua, think of Lin Xiahua to save their own life, Jiao Weiwei has long regarded Lin Xiahua as their own person, she has always been short guard, now I don't know what to do, Yu Guang suddenly fell on a fruit knife on the bedside table.

Mind a moment of blank, Jiao Weiwei suddenly pulled the fruit knife, frown coldly toward the pressure on Lin Xiahua's body Xu to ink thorn.

Lin Xiahua struggles to see Jiao Weiwei stabbing Xu Yimo's back with a knife. For a moment, she feels that the whole world is quiet. She has no time to think about it. Subconsciously, she hugs Xu Yimo and turns over and presses him under her body.

Jiao Weiwei saw Lin Xiahua subconsciously want to take back the knife, but her strength has not been taken back, the tip of the knife into Lin Xiahua's back, deep into the skin.

The whole body is stiff, and the sharp pain spreads from her back. Lin Xiahua holds Xu Yimo's hand tightly, and her nails are deeply embedded in his skin, but there is an inexplicable relief at the bottom of her heart. She looks down at Xu Yimo and pulls the corner of her lip, revealing an extremely ugly smile: "Xu Yimo We're even. "

Jiao Weiwei looks at Lin Xiahua whose back is bleeding. Her whole body is completely stiff. Her hands suddenly soften, and the bloody fruit knife falls on the ground. "Bang Dang", which is very clear in the silent air.

"Well Well, I didn't mean to

Xu Yimo was strange at first. When he saw Jiao Weiwei with a fruit knife the next second, his handsome face became extremely sinister.

Too late to think, he turned over and put Lin Xiahua in his arms. He reached out and could touch the sticky warm blood on her back. The bright red made him dare not even look at it. He hugged her tightly and wanted to take her to the hospital for bandaging, but Lin Xiahua pushed her away.

"Mr. Xu, don't be so polite. I'm fine." Lin Xiahua endured the pain behind, bit his lip, looked at him indifferently and said.

Don't care about your own business?

Xu Yimo looked at her deliberately alienated look, feel that the bottom of my heart is abnormal fire, that kind of fire I do not know where to come from layer upon layer, because of her resistance, because she is out of control.

"I'm afraid that if you don't get good treatment for your back injury, some people will say that our Xu family bullies people." Xu Yimo said indifferently, reached out and grabbed her wrist, took her to the door,

Lin Xiahua was suddenly pulled by him, pulled to the wound behind, a small face pain wrinkled into a ball, subconsciously covered his shoulder, snorted.

Her subtle voice let Xu Yimo's hair slightly, turned to take her away in his arms, but Lin Xiahua took advantage of this time, coldly stepped back, raised his eyes, a pair of red eyes looking at him, voice slightly hoarse: "Xu Yimo, this knife is nothing, don't go to the hospital can."

Jiao Weiwei stood aside and couldn't watch any more. She stopped in front of Xu Yimo and looked at him coldly: "Mr. Xu, please leave here quickly, or I'll call the police!"

"What do you call the police? This is my wife. What's wrong with me and my wife?" Xu Yimo looks at Jiao Weiwei with cold eyes. The voice like ice rings indifferently in the air. The terrible momentum seems to eat people.

Jiao Weiwei is stunned for a moment. She is not sure what the relationship between Lin Xiahua and Xu Yimo is, and she doesn't care about other people's affairs.

In her small world, Jiao Ming is the only one who just saw it. He thinks that Xu Yimo can't chase people. He just grabs the gambling. But he doesn't think that they are husband and wife.

As Xu Yimo, she naturally knows something about it. The city is famous, the family covers the sky, the industry is numerous, and the family is rich.

But I didn't expect that this man still has such a deep relationship with Lin Xiahua. No wonder Lin Xiahua looks at Xu Yimo's eyes every time. She can't see that she can soak up Xu's young master.

But

Jiao Weiwei narrowed her eyes, grinned her teeth and scolded Xu Yimo: "it's OK for you to say that you are his husband. I see that in the news, you are very happy with other women. How can you suddenly eat back the grass?"Jiao Weiwei is also a rich lady. Usually Jiao Ming and Jiao Jiachong are lawless. They always talk straight, and they don't have a guard at all.

At the moment, Xu Yimo's narrow and fierce eyes swept towards her, an invisible and cold sense of oppression enveloped her. Jiao Weiwei just felt uncomfortable and didn't feel any anger about the man in front of her at any time.

"What's the matter? Is it reasonable to find Xiao San? " Jiao Weiwei felt guilty when she was examined by him, and pouted her lips discontentedly.

Xu Yimo's cold eyes flitted past Jiao Weiwei. He knew that this woman was Lin Xiahua's friend, so he didn't want to care about anything. However, even an outsider couldn't see her actions, but Lin Xiahua, who was standing on one side, was always expressionless and seemed calm.

This kind of placid appearance makes Xu Yimo's heart become more complicated because of Lin Doukou. He wants to pull Lin Xiahua, but Jiao Weiwei stops him in front of him. She looks at Xu Yimo like death: "if you dare to move her, step on me first!"

Jiao Weiwei said a face of firm and persistent, that slightly through the bright eyes, seems to be and Xu to ink on the bar.

Lin Xiahua feels that the pain in her back is more and more sharp. She pinches her palm and tries to cheer herself up. She has lost countless times in front of him. This time, she can't surrender so easily.