Mo Yiming hooked the corners of his lips, leaned back slightly on the sofa, and had a lazy breath. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he is still the same, time has not left any trace on his face.

Handsome face, revealing angular cold handsomeness. The thick eyebrows, the high bridge of the nose, and the moderately thick lip flaps are perfect. The facial features are as if they have been carved out with a knife after precise calculations, without a single flaw.

In particular, these deep eyes always reveal wild and uninhibited, evil sexiness.

The only difference from before is that he is less cold and arrogant and more gentle than before?

The temperament he exudes is so complicated that I can't understand it more and more.

Mo Yi hooked the corners of his lips evilly, and his eyes stared at me tightly: "You...... Did you give birth to yourself? The child is mine, too. ”

Looking at his calm face, it was really angry and itchy. What did he do to give birth to the child by himself?

Why would he be able to say such a thing with peace of mind?

"It's not impossible to break the blood contract. Mo Yiming put his right hand on his thigh, his fingers lightly tapping the rhythm, and raised his eyes to look at me quietly.

"What do you want?" I didn't bother to beat around the bush with him.

Mo Yiming chuckled lightly and said lightly: "Give me the child." ”

"Impossible!" almost without thinking about it, he blurted out directly: "The child's matter is not discussed, I can't give the child to you." ”

"Okay. Mo Yiming waved his hand, looking indifferent: "It's okay to give you to me." ”

Mo Yiming smiled, this smile ...... No matter how you look at it, it has a feeling of cheapness!

"Mo Yiming, what do you want to let me go......" I looked up at him, a little helpless.

"It's very simple, if you want to break the blood contract, you can either give me the child. Mo Yiming was silent for a few seconds, picked up the water glass on the table, and shook it gently. The movements are slow, elegant, with an indescribable evil spirit: "Or, give me another one." ”

"Mo Yiming, you haven't woken up yet, have you?"

"Hey, you ......," I was about to say, half a glass of water in his hand was left over from my previous drink. However, it was too late......

He drank it all without a drop.

The corners of my mouth twitched twice, and I stiffened my hand back from the air.

Mo Yiming finished drinking, looked at the cup in his hand, looked up at me again, licked his lips meaningfully, and his movements were full of charm: "Taste...... Sweet. ”

I glared at him! This guy obviously did it on purpose.

snatched his water glass back, and muttered in a dissatisfied whisper: "Sweet uncle!"

After Mo Yiming drank the water, he stretched out contentedly and leaned directly on the sofa.

This posture will not be ......

"Hey!Mo Yiming~" I slammed the water cup on the table, stood up, strode in front of Mo Yiming, and looked at him condescendingly: "You don't want to die and not leave, do you?"

I haven't seen you for three years, how can your skin become so thick? What about being cold and arrogant, and being uninhibited?

It's all a lie!

Mo Yiming leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, completely ignoring my presence. This means that you are not ready to leave.

"Hey!" I kicked him in disgust, "Get out of my house." ”

Mo Yiming: "......"

Suddenly, the air seemed to stand still.

"Okay, don't you move, do you?" I looked around, and I couldn't believe I couldn't find a cure for you.