Chapter 397: Emotional, I Want to Have a Son 9
"Where else do you want to escape?" Xin Moge, who grabbed Feng Yu's wrist, spoke expressionlessly. The face trapped in the shadows, the emotions are not distinguished.
Feng Yu stepped back, just a little dumbfounded. How did he end up here? Could he be a ghost? So elusive! So powerful! So he can also be caught "waiting for the rabbit"?
Xin Moge pressed forward step by step, and the hand holding Feng Yu's wrist tightened.
The people who were looking around heard the sound here, and immediately rushed over, and hurriedly bowed down and retreated after seeing the situation clearly.
Feng Yu continued to retreat, and she couldn't help but feel a little frightened in her heart, "What do you want?" ”
"I've said it before, and I don't want to repeat it."
"But, I really don't want to stay with you, it's the same as many times I say it." Feng Yu replied directly, neatly and clearly.
Xin Moge's face suddenly became a little ugly, the hand holding Feng Yu's wrist was obviously tightened, and at the same time, the tone of his voice was obviously cold and hard, and he said word by word: "This is not up to you." I will say it again in the last minute, from now on, obediently stay by my side. In addition, obediently give birth to the child. There will be no next time for tonight's events. ”
"What gave birth to a child, I didn't conceive a child at all." Feng Yu immediately blurted out.
Simmogo was clearly unconvinced, "Come back with me." ”
"As I said earlier, I don't want to stay with you, and I will never go back with you." With the words, Feng Yu took the preemptive action, directly calmly and decisively and unexpectedly, and the left hand that was not held by Xin Moge suddenly attacked Xin Moge mercilessly.
Feng Yu's beginner's martial arts were not worth mentioning to Xin Moge, and Xin Moge easily grabbed Feng Yu's left hand.
Feng Yu had a wound on the palm of her left hand. There was so much blood shed, the wound can be imagined. Suddenly, Feng Yu, who was touched by Xin Moge's wrist and touched the wound, couldn't help but gasp.
Xin Moge listened, and the hand that held Feng Yu's left wrist immediately let go, and he quickly lowered his head and "looked" at Feng Yu's hand.
Feng Yu saw this scene in her eyes, her eyes narrowed, and the words blurted out in an instant, "You can see it?" ”
Xin Mogo didn't speak, his face in the moonlight, the expression on his face was indistinguishable.
Feng Yu thought that she was right, and Xin Moge's silence was nothing to say, and it was a tacit acquiescence, so she said again: "You can see it at all, you are just lying to people from beginning to end?" ”
"If I could have seen it, could I have kept you in hiding for so long? I found you in less than a day. Simmogo was referring to the night after the gazebo. If he could really see it, wouldn't it be twice as effective as he could if he could just draw her and let people find her, and he could guarantee that he would find her right away.
Feng Yu was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
When he opened his eyes in the gazebo that night, she was startled, and wondered how she had been so careless in not blindfolding him beforehand, but fortunately she immediately found that his eyes were out of focus, so she did not blindfold him from beginning to end. If he could really see it, he could have drawn her portrait to find her, why bothered so much. But if he couldn't see it, why could he move so freely during this time? Just now, he looked down at her hand as quickly as a normal person reacted?
Xin Moge felt Feng Yu's doubts, and after being silent for a while, he said, "Do you know why I deliberately arrested Chang Ying?" ”