Chapter 356

In a simple word, it's full of threats. It's very like his style. Luo Yiteng gets out of bed and puts on her shoes in a hurry. Others must be waiting for her downstairs. If the old man sees him, he will die.

I was in such a hurry that I almost fell down when I took the stairs. I ran to the door, but I didn't see his car. I stamped my foot in the same place. Asshole, are you kidding her? Cell phone ding a pop in a message: under the tree.

She then looked out to the tree not far away. Sure enough, she saw the lengthened Lincoln. She quickened her pace, opened the door, got on the car, and turned to glance at him. The man was very handsome, and his black windbreaker was pressed on his shoulder. She could not see that it was not right. She raised her lips and said sarcastically, "I thought you hung up."

Hard and resolute face pursed lips, "will you be sad when I die?"

The irony on the woman's lips grew stronger. "I said on the phone that you are risking your life for other women. It has nothing to do with me. My sad words don't seem cheap to me."

This kind of thing can not be done often, too low her style, especially in the same man.

Mu Cheng stares at her cold and gorgeous side face and says, "I'm ok."

Roy is really lazy to see him, "so I won't be cheap again."

With these words, she put her hand on the handle of the door, with the posture of getting off the car. Mu Cheng seemed to glance at it casually and said, "I see your father feeding fish in the back garden."

It's funny that she turned around and said, "don't you dare me?" The biggest advantage of her being in a big city with her father is that she doesn't agree with anyone.

The old man won't hang him up and beat him. Of course, he can pat his ass and walk away.

The man's sitting posture is very regular today, and his back is very straight. "Since I'm not mean and you won't be obedient, it's better to be mean. I can save a lot of energy."

Moye felt that it was better to treat this ignorant woman with a cold face and a threat than to coax her for a long time.

Roy felt that his consciousness could catch up with the old four's black belly, and he was really condescending when he didn't do business. He said, as if he thought of something, and suddenly asked, "you don't want to die for her. Isn't she moved to agree with each other?"

She thought that ye Ning'er should be moved to tears. Anyone would be moved, but in the tug of war of love, some people win and some people lose. Unfortunately, she is the one who fails.

"Besides, I don't think your elder brother likes her very much. You are so powerful that it's not difficult to rob her from your elder brother. Maybe he will appreciate you."

They are not brothers and sisters who love each other and grow up together, but enemies who have been feuding for a long time. I don't know if the word "enemy" is right, but she can't find any other adjectives to describe the complicated relationship she saw.

Mu city slightly side body, indifferent eyes at her, "what do you know?"

She lightly said with a smile, "many ah, for example, your elder brother does not love her but wants to marry her, and ye Ning'er loves you but wants to marry him."

Will their three people's enmity be because of Ye Ning'er? But it's too hard for brothers to turn against each other for the sake of a woman.

"That's their business."

"Mucheng, do you think it's ridiculous that she abandoned you? Even now she's married and has a husband, the most dangerous moment is that you, her predecessor many years ago, will climb mountains for her. She's safe. But the man holding her is not you. Aren't you tired of helping others make wedding clothes?"

In the narrow carriage, even the air became thinner. Awei didn't dare to get out of the air when he sat in the driver's seat, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Mu Cheng quietly looked at her, the woman's delicate eyebrows have no modification of the rebellious, looking at his look, with a little funny, and ridicule, "your festival Cao is so noble, why can't you give me a hand?"

His eyebrows pressed, his voice murky, "I promise you, this is the last time."

After this last time, he'll be fine.

It took Roy a few seconds to figure out what he meant by the last time he said it, and to take his eyes back on his face, "I don't think so." As long as ye Ning'er has something to do, he will certainly go to save her as he did last night.

"Ah Wei, go back."

When the car started, Roy closed her eyes. It seemed that she was calming her hot and dry mood. The hand on his knee was suddenly held by him. However, the temperature of his palm was not warm, but cold. She was so surprised that she took back her hand instantly. He was really a cold-blooded man.

He probably didn't realize that his hands were cold. He said faintly, "I'm sorry, I've been in the rain for a year, but the temperature on my body is a little low."

Ah Wei couldn't help but want to cut in, "Yi Jie, the doctor said Cheng Ge..."

The voice was interrupted by him, "awei, concentrate on driving."

Mucheng didn't shake her hand any more. He sat quietly in his seat. When he got to the place where he lived, Roy got out of the car. He looked at her angry back and pushed the door more slowly than usual. He didn't look so neat. Awei stood beside the car waiting for him, "brother city..."The smooth car paint reflects the man's slender and indifferent posture. His hand is on the door, as if he is trying to stabilize his body, "go to clean up the tail left last night."

"What do you do?"

"Nothing."

He said it was ok, and awei didn't dare to say anything more.

Mucheng pushes the door open. He doesn't see her in the living room, so he goes into the bedroom. Roy has been lying on the bed covered with a quilt to make up for sleep. He slowly takes off his coat, opens the quilt on the other side, and lies beside her. As soon as his hand reaches her waist, he is forced by her. He makes a slight and inaudible murmur, but it is clear enough in the silent bedroom.

She turned over and looked at him. The man's forehead was sweating, as if he was suffering something. Roy's first reaction was that he seemed to be in pain.

"Say, you're not dead."

She did not respond to the pain in her stomach.

She opened the quilt, caught off guard to see his big palm covering the abdomen, fingers out of the blood, quickly kneel up, "you are not lethal, the wound split, do you know?"

Apart from his frown and sweat, he couldn't see any difference. He raised his lips like he didn't care. "Do you feel sorry for me when I'm so nervous?"