C40

"What are you doing, ah-help!"

"Time ink!" "Don't lower yourself to the same level as the little girl." He knocked twice more.

Seeing that the activity inside was getting more and more out of hand, he could only retreat out of the room.

Scratching his hair irritably, Huo Yan Si hurriedly dialed Bo Run's number. With a rare serious voice, he said, "Immediately come to the Hua Ting Inn, the 15th floor."

"I have something to do."

"What the hell is going on? Hurry up and come over! If you don't come now, you will lose your life! "

"…"

"Oh yeah, remember to bring a medical kit along when you come, remember to bring it all along."

After hanging up the phone, he looked worriedly at the door.

To be honest, Timothy was a very good at hiding his emotions, causing others to be unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

It had been a long time since Mo Yu was this angry. Mu Yu that girl had to suffer after this incident.

"…"

At this moment, in the room.

"Pa ~ ~"

While she was panicking, Mu Yu's palm landed solidly on Lu Jingmo's face.

He tilted his face slightly and slowly turned it around, staring at Mu Yu sinisterly.

The crimson-white light illuminated the palm mark on his right cheek so clearly. A nail mark ran from his jaw to the corner of his lips, making his current expression look very terrifying.

"Hit me again?"

His eyes were cold, the tip of his tongue touching his back teeth.

"Who gave you the guts?"

His dark eyes locked tightly on her.

With every step she took, Mu Yu quivered.

She was truly afraid. The current Lu Shimo was even more frightening than the time he was in the police station.

"I won't bother you again and again to let you go. Do you think that I, Lu Shimo, am easy to offend? You can do whatever you want, Mu Yu? "Hmm?"

The man's strong fingers pinched her quivering chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.

"Don't touch me."

After a long while, Mu Yu squeezed out two words from between her teeth.

"Don't touch you?"

His gaze rashly swept across her tattered dress, and squeezed her chin with his hand, "You're my, Lu Shimo's, fiancee now, so it's only right for me to touch you."

Mu Yu cried in fright.

No, there was no way between them.

Her large eyes were brimming with tears as she looked at him. Her pale face made Lu Jingmo very agitated.

"Don't cry!"

Mu Yu blinked and two streams of tears rolled down her face.

"I …" I told you not to cry, just cry now... "You!"

Mu Yu was terrified by how enraged he was. She could not control herself and her tears fell even more.

She struggled to free herself from his grip.

"Scram, don't touch me!"

Mu Yu threw all the things she could throw at him and said, "Get away from me!"

With Lu Shimo's strength, this sort of attack was like a drizzle to him; he could completely dodge it.

But now, he actually allowed her to throw the item on his body without moving.

He pulled her away.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll never listen to me!"

Lu Jingmo's entire body was suffused with a monstrous rage. He lifted her up like a little chick and threw her onto the bed.

"Scram, save me!"

Mu Yu was so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly crawled to the other side of the bed. She had just climbed a distance away from the bed when her ankle was tightly gripped by a big hand.

"Let me go!"

She cried and kicked at him, but was easily suppressed by him.

There was a huge gap between the strength of men and women. She could not move even a single step as she was firmly pressed down.

"As my fiancee, before I cancel the engagement, you still want to find another man? "How despicable are you to need a man like that?"

"I won't sleep with anyone else!"

"Heh." His black eyes were filled with a monstrous rage, as if he wanted to burn her to death.

"Swish ~ ~ ~"

Mu Yu's mind went blank.

"Lu Shimo, you're not allowed to touch me!"

Suddenly, the woman beneath him became very quiet.

He paused.

A bad premonition arose in his heart, and he quickly propped himself up to take a look.

The woman's eyes were tightly shut. There was no reaction at all.

"Mu Yu."

He patted her on the face and she didn't react at all.

More than half of the anger in his head disappeared. He frowned and said, "Mu Yu!"

"…"

"Damn it!"

He let go of Mu Yu's hand and punched the bed with all his might, his face ashen.

He got down from her body, put his hands on his waist, raised his head and closed his eyes.

He had not lost control of his emotions in many years since he had left France.

But now, there was a woman who was always able to stir his emotions. This was not a good thing for him.

Lowering his head to take a look at his reaction, he looked at the unconscious woman with a complicated expression.

A moment later, he tightly pursed his lips into a straight line, pulled the quilt from the side and threw it onto her body. He turned around and left the room.

The moment the door opened, Huo Yan Si, who was squatting by the wall and smoking, immediately stood up.

"Timing ink, that girl …"

His face was calm. "Call Blanky over."

"He's on his way."

Hearing this, Lu Jingmo pulled off his tie in annoyance and turned to look at Huo Yansi, "Give me a cigarette."

Huo Yan Si passed it to him and lit it.

He glanced toward the door.

Why wasn't there any movement from inside the cave anymore? Could it be that Old Lu, Third, had broken into someone else in just one breath?

Just as he was about to ask, Lu Shimo tilted his head and looked at him. The scar on his jaw was instantly revealed to him.

"Hiss —"

Huo Yan Si sucked in a breath of cold air.

"... Was it that girl's doing? "

Lu Shimo's jaw was burning. He narrowed his eyes and spat out a mouthful of cigarette, "He's just like a little wild cat. His claws are very sharp."

"You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Lu Shimo cast him a cold glance, but didn't say a word.

The two men leaned against the wall as they smoked. Gracias, who was carrying a medical kit, ran over in a hurry.

"What happened? Where did you get injured?"

He opened the medicine box and looked at Lu Jingmo anxiously.

"It's not me."

"En." Lemmy immediately felt relieved. "Who is it?"

He looked toward the bedroom door and lifted his chin slightly.

"I'll go take a look." As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Lu looked at his face and frowned. "Hey, why is your face disfigured?"

Lu Shimo kicked his medical kit, "Cut the crap!"

"…"

As soon as he entered the room with the medical kit, Lu Shimo suddenly thought of something. With a pair of dark eyes, he put out his cigarette in the ashtray and walked in with his long legs raised.