He stared at her meaningfully, her pink face was feverish, and there was a look of fear in her eyes, were you born of a hungry wolf? God, she couldn't stand it anymore, if she didn't want to go to see her father, she would have fallen on the floor and didn't want to move, wouldn't she let the family rest tonight?

Thinking that his father's illness could be cured, he happily followed his Rolls-Royce and drove straight to the hospital where his father was.

As soon as he got in the car, Pei Junhao was cold, and Mu Zhihan didn't care, firstly, he was a little accustomed to his indifference, and secondly, he was very happy when he heard that his father's illness could be cured.

Entering the ward, Mu Zhihan called excitedly: "Dad." ”

Mu Pinwen was lying on the bed, his eyes were slightly rolling, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, Mu Zhihan stepped forward to hold his hand and said, "Dad, I know you must be able to hear it, your illness can be cured, Mr. Pei invited American experts to show you today, right? You will get better, you will definitely be able to make a comeback, Dad." ”

Pei Junhao stood in front of the bed and looked at Mu Pinwen, his indifferent eyes were full of murderous aura, like a sharp arrow sweeping towards Mu Pinwen on the hospital bed.

"Dad, when your illness is cured, you will hit Mu Shi hard, okay. Mu Zhihan's eyes flashed with tears, and she took Mu Pinwen's hand and kept saying.

Suddenly, Pei Junhao reached out and lifted her chin, leaned over, and lowered her lips, and her soft tongue rolled into her fragrant lips.

She struggled, but he was so powerful that he seemed determined not to let her break free, and held her face tightly.

Pei Junhao's eyes looked at Mu Pinwen, and the corners of his mouth raised a hateful and mocking sneer.

"You're talking so much that I have to gag you. He finally kissed the sweetness, let go of him with satisfaction, and said coldly, "Okay, it's time to go back." ”

"Dad, I'll come back to see you when I'm free. ”

She glared at him, shook her hand out of the ward, walked out angrily, got into the Rolls-Royce, sat down, turned her head and said to him: "Please give me a little respect, even if you don't give me respect, please give my father a little respect, when no one is around, I can't stop you from doing anything, but in front of my father, you can't do this!"

Pei Junhao turned his head over, he didn't expect this little Nizi to be even more charming when he was angry, not only did he want to hold her face again, but he could only suppress his impulse when he held the steering wheel, and said quietly: "When you want to kiss me, just kiss me, when do I want to kiss you, do I have to get your father's consent?"

Her face flushed, knowing that he meant that she had kissed him just now, but people were not too happy for a while.

"He's so old, he's my elder, you have to save some face for him, let him watch, and his illness will be cured in the future, how will you let me face him?"

Pei Junhao sneered: "Can he care about this? You really don't know your father." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

This person is unreasonable, she can't reason with him at all, she turned her head and ignored him in anger.

Back at the manor, as soon as the car stopped, Mu Zhihan stepped on high heels and went back to the room, hum, he would only invade people domineeringly, and he didn't respect people at all.

Pei Junhao looked at her delicate back, knowing that she was still unhappy about what happened just now, he smiled in his heart and entered the room.

The dishes and chopsticks in the restaurant have not been cleaned up, they are still the same as when they went out in the morning, and there is a warm feeling in his heart, how much like a warm and sweet little home, if it is with the sister Ziwei who he has been concerned about for more than ten years, how good it would be, but unfortunately, she is not the sister of Ziwei, and there is a faint loss in his heart.

When I entered the bedroom, the room was still filled with the alluring smell of last night, the messy bed was filled with her body fragrance, and there were still her tears on the pillow.

Last night, her youthfulness, her nervous trembling, her screams of pain and irrepressible moans passed through her mind like a movie.

He lifted the quilt, and the beige sheets were bright red, blooming delicately like a beautiful and simple camellia.

His heart shrank suddenly, although he already knew by feeling that it was the first time for her, but when faced with this magnificent bright red, his heart still felt like it had been stabbed by something, and a tenderness surged in his heart, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

No, I am Pei Junhao, the Mu family is my enemy, I will never be soft-hearted, he ripped off the bed and wanted to throw it on the floor, but in the end he carefully folded it and put it in the cupboard.

His mood was extremely chaotic, he went into the bathroom by himself, put water, and lay down in the warm bath to calm his mind.

She was not his first woman, she was even the daughter of his enemy, approaching her and helping her, with only one purpose, to humiliate her! However, why did he have a strange feeling in his heart that he had never felt before, why did he always feel that this woman was endearing, and he couldn't help but want to love and pity her.

No, this feeling is really terrible, he forced himself to think of the unbearable past fifteen years ago, and warned himself that he could not be merciful to the people of the Mu family!

He desperately gathered his mind and wrapped the softest places in his heart layer by layer.

"Mr. Pei. There was a gentle knock on the door outside, and Pei Junhao knew that Mu Zhihan had come to "work".

Retracted her thoughts, got dressed and came out of the bath, opened the door, Mu Zhihan stood at the door wearing a long T-shirt, such simple clothes, worn on her body, actually had a pure and free charm.

It seems that she also adjusted her mood in the bath, not as angry as she did just now, but with a delicate pink face, slightly shy, as pink and lovely as cherry blossoms in April.

He reached out and pulled her in, and without prelude, carried her straight into the bedroom.

She is the daughter of the enemy, and he cannot love or pity her, all he has to do now is to ask for her fiercely, to her, and then to humiliate her fiercely, until she has no place to be ashamed, until she completely collapses!