Actually, I ......, "I have amnesia, I don't remember anything before?" but that doesn't seem to be the answer.

The man raised his hand and stopped in mid-air, stopping her in time, "I don't want to hear it!" I just can't figure out what means you used to get Yi Zetian to let you go. ”

"And... What does this kid like about you?" As he spoke, he pointed at Lu Zan in the photo with the tip of his index finger, with a cold and sneering expression.

Mo Beichen just wanted to refute, not everyone is like you, with eyes on the top of their heads. But now doesn't seem to be the time for her to be quick to speak, she came today to intercede for Ayan's matter.

After being silent for a while, he spoke: "He and I used to be classmates, he just missed the old classmate relationship, the relationship between me and him is really innocent, can you trust me?"

Hyun Joon-ho bent the corners of his thin lips slightly, and turned his head to look at her, "Don't I believe it matters? What are you going to ask me for?"

When Mo Beichen heard this, she looked up in shock, and just happened to bump into the man's secretive eyes, which caused her to hurriedly cast her eyes out of the window.

Outside the window, except for the light of the sporadic street lamps in the distance, everything else was pitch black. Sitting beside this man with a cold aura, Mo Beichen felt that every minute was torment.

Hyun Jun-ho's immobile eyes gradually dimmed, and his gaze couldn't help but slowly move down from her face to Linglong's collarbone, the white top that the woman wore today was slightly slim, sticking to her body, slightly revealing the outline of her underwear.

Mo Beichen was very uncomfortable with him, gritted his teeth, and raised his black and white eyes, "You... What are you looking at?"

The man didn't relent, his eyes were a little presumptuous, and he bent the corners of his mouth lightly, "Why, can't people see it?" Besides, it's not that I haven't seen it. ”

One sentence made Mo Beichen embarrassed, "I... I'm getting out of the car. ”

"Okay, there is no room for Ayan's affairs when I get out of the car. The man leaned back in his chair lazily, looking completely unhurried.

Mo Beichen's body stiffened slightly, and the hand that was on the car door slowly retracted.

"Tell me, how can I not fire Ah Yan?" she bit her lip tightly, as if she had made up her mind.

As everyone knows, this action made the man's eyes sink slightly.

The corners of Hyun Junhao's lips curved slightly in an inconspicuous arc, and he didn't know what kind of psychology was causing trouble, and his knobby fingers gently tapped his thighs, "Come up!"

Mo Beichen understood his intentions, and suddenly his face turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

Looking coldly at her silence, the man straightened up from the back of his chair, his deep voice with the usual dignity, "Forget it, when I didn't say it." ”

As he spoke, he started the car.

She buried her head deep and hooked the man's suit cuffs at the last moment, "Wait a minute!"

He said with difficulty, "I am willing, is this the case, just ...... You don't have to expel Ah Yan?"

She didn't have the courage to look directly at the man's expression at the moment, but she could imagine that it must be a face full of disdain and disdain, and Mo Beichen's heart suddenly seemed to fall into the dark cliff abyss.

"Look at you. After speaking, the man's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at her meaningfully.

Under the light of the car, her long eyelashes cast two dark shadows in front of her eyes, like two butterflies flying, and her white face flushed with shyness, which reminded him of the night when he was drunk.

The man's originally cold eyes gradually gave birth to a different kind of affection, and he pulled up the woman next to him a little impatiently.

With a "whoosh", the woman's skirt was torn from the side, revealing her white thighs. She sat on the man's lap like this, her back against the steering wheel, she was too nervous to move, only tiptoe hard to keep the little distance left.

Mo Beichen struggled with the man's extremely unfriendly gaze.

The man's palm grabbed her waist with body temperature, Mo Beichen completely regretted it now, and his little face gradually turned pale, "No..."

......

As the night deepened, Mo Beichen felt as if his back was about to break, and his feet were numb.

The man leaned back in the chair leisurely and curled his lips lightly, "Don't come down yet?"

She bit her lip tightly and didn't speak, and came down from him with red circles under her eyes.

Only then did the man notice the tears on her face, and suddenly felt like something was blocked, straightened his haute couture shirt, and said unhappily: "What's the matter?

Mo Beichen hadn't withdrawn from the previous depression yet, and he didn't hear the man's words.

Hyun Jun-ho thought that her non-answer was a tacit acquiescence, and his mood was even more unhappy.

He turned off the lights in the car, started the car, and drove all the way to the western suburbs. Originally, he planned to make an exception today and take her back to Xuanfu for one night.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Mo Beichen got dressed, and no one spoke again along the way.

When the car arrived at the door of the villa in the western suburbs, Mo Beichen opened the car door and silently got out of the car. Because of the toss just now, she only felt sore all over her body, and she didn't even bother to speak, so she turned around and walked home.

Hyun Junhao originally thought that today's heart should be filled with herself, but she didn't expect her to show herself with a face. It's really cheap and good!

The man was suddenly angry, but he didn't have a good seizure, he just glanced at the shopping bag that swept to the back seat, and remembered that she bought it for her parents, so he picked up the shopping bag and threw it out of the car window, almost hitting Mo Beichen's back.

Mo Beichen felt something flying behind him, and when he looked back, a trace of surprise passed in his heart, and the clothes he bought for his parents fell in Hyun Junhao's car.

Squatted down and picked up the shopping bag on the ground, patted it carefully, and just wanted to say something.

The man glanced at her gloomily in the night, kicked the accelerator, made a sharp turn, and the car disappeared into the deserted street.