This house is really big, and the investor's wrist is very thick, the permission to borrow this house is not small, there are many rooms, and the space is large, and even because Mo Jimo's identity and role are heavy enough, she also opened up a dressing room and a dressing room separately, connected to the ancient bedroom.

- That's right, this master even agreed to let the crew live in, which is so generous.

Mo Jimo has always disliked to untie her clothes in front of others, and the spacious private changing room in Mingtang makes her feel that this crew is treated well....

is not pretentious enough to share the joys and sorrows with other second- and third-tier stars.

But this time she entered the house, she felt upset.

After closing the door, she locked it even though there were people guarding it outside.

Only then did he take out a set of clothes that he had changed, turned slightly sideways, and pulled up the invisible zipper of the cheongsam on the side of his legs.....

The door suddenly opened.

The wooden door was slow.

Mo Jimo was startled, and before he could make a move, he saw the person who opened the door and entered the door again.

Her expression froze, she gritted her teeth, got up and stood up straight, and said lightly: "Has Miss Shen always acted so arbitrarily?" ”

"Huh? In fact, you are the only one who can make me want to do whatever I want" Shen Qingyu said slowly, and slowly locked the door, and with a gaz, the door was locked.

Lawlessness and outrageous.

Mo Jimo's face was ugly: "This is someone else's house..."

She suddenly paused and stared at Shen Qingbou. "Is this your house?"

"yes.. I haven't lived there, am I gray? Shen Qingbo walked over, slowly, with a terrifying enchanting charm, with a smile in her eyebrows, while sliding her slender white fingers on the table, like a gentle .....

Mo Jimo frowned, turned his face away, and didn't want to see this person's sultry movements everywhere.

"Miss Shen's house is very good, and the directors are very satisfied.

But even so, if you don't tell you, you don't even insist on basic etiquette.. I'm afraid the Shen family's family style doesn't allow Miss Shen to be like this.."

Shen Qingyu was already approaching, Mo Jimo didn't want to retreat, she was scared of her aura, but she also knew that this woman with a weak appearance was actually... She was about the same height as her, and she had a demon in her bones.

That kind of coolness and domineering...

"It looks like you don't like me very much, and you don't want to contact me, but you have already begun to care about the Shen family's family style for me..."

Shen Qingyu was only a stone's throw away from Mo Jimo, face to face, and the softness of her chest seemed to be about to touch together.

Height and body shape are so suitable, one is gentle and elegant, and the other is cold as a fairy..

Mo Jimo could smell the other party's breath like an orchid, with a temptation like wheezing...

Goblin.

She turned her face and walked to the wardrobe next to her, turning her back to Shen Qingboudoir, and said, "Miss Shen misunderstood, I have already said before, I am not interested in wealthy families, and I can't climb high... Miss Shen, please respect yourself."

She said it, but without waiting for the other party's response, Mo Jimo subconsciously curled his fingers.

She feared the silence, like the calm before the storm...

Fortunately, Shen Qingyu spoke.

"Miss Mo, you know that you turned your back on me like this... Makes me think..."

"What?"

Mo Jimo was puzzled, but also faintly uneasy, this is an old-fashioned wardrobe, with an oval full-length mirror on it, she can see herself, and she can also see the person behind her... The deep, dull eyes.

It's not as beautiful and elegant as it used to be, but it's aggressive.

She was startled and was about to turn around.

The waist that cannot be grasped has been clasped with one hand, and the soft and strong flesh is clinging to it behind him..... Before he could react, the cheongsam hem bracelet on his thigh had been pulled up and torn up.... Pulled to the waist, and then a hand couldn't wait to rush in along the thigh, poking into the gap of the inner ~ pants, and driving straight into...

The fingers that suddenly pierced were filled with pain and discomfort, which was a feeling that Mo Jimo had never encountered since she was a child, her face changed greatly, she was about to shout, but she relied on reason, she didn't think that this person would be so unscrupulous...

With a blushing face, she grabbed the hand and wanted to pull it out, but found that the other party was getting more and more crazy, and a few fingers were going in and out of her most intimate places, with Mo Jimo's unbearable strength and evil.

Mo Jimo couldn't pull this hand, but because of the force, he scratched the blood marks on Shen Qingbou's arm...

"Shen Qingbou, I will never let you go......" Mo Jimo hated to the extreme, and was ashamed to the extreme, she didn't see some people's aggressive intentions towards her, nor did she encounter some crises, but no one had ever succeeded, let alone anyone so unscrupulous, who violated her like this in this room.

Is it because of a high position and power, she is sure that she will not dare to resist, or does she think that she is the same as those people.... Like a prostitute ~ woman...

Mo Jimo hated it very much, her eyes were sour, but she didn't want to show weakness, so she could only grab Shen Qingbou's hand with two hands, she couldn't wait to break this evil hand...

But suddenly the fingers touched the cold object, it was the chain...

She reacted in an instant, and her strength decreased slightly, but she felt someone's fingers go deeper again, stabbing Mo Jimo almost screaming...

"Does it hurt? It hurts..."

Shen Qingbou's movements suddenly stopped, and her cool and very gentle voice was shallow and hoarse, with Mo Jimo's little ears...

"I haven't been in yet... But that night, you went in."

When Mo Jimo heard this, he froze both with hatred and action, and the hand between his legs left and covered her hand, the wetness of his fingertips made Mo Jimo feel ashamed, and his hand was on fire, and his reflexivity was about to be withdrawn. But he was held, pressed his fingers and landed on someone's thigh behind him, pinched the chain, and pulled it up... Pick up the corner of the cheongsam.

Mo Jimo saw the slender legs of the person behind him from the mirror... Scratches on delicate snow-white thighs.

Who would have thought that Kyoto, or the whole country, would be at the top of the list at this time... In front of her so...

When Mo Jimo saw the bruises, he instantly thought of that night...

"Remembered? Who did it?" Shen Qingliang said slowly, without complaining, just quietly stating a fact.

It's also like a hint - isn't it reasonable for me to do to you? Because you've done that to me before.

Even if Mo Jimo has ten mouths, he can't say his innocent words.

Comparing the identities of the two and comparing the order before and after, she is undoubtedly the most disadvantaged.

She closed her eyes, her voice was hoarse, not angry or happy: "It was wrong for me to be drugged, Miss Shen didn't ignore me, but rescued me, it was Miss Shen who was kind to me, but... You can throw me in the bathroom, or whatever... I don't think I'm enough to go against your will and make you face me who I was when I wasn't in a normal state..."

She is not stupid, it is true that she violated Shen Qingbou, but she will never believe that this person is as innocent as he seems...

At the end of the day, this guy started with... The purpose is not pure for her.

But Mo Jimo is Mo Jimo after all, there are some things she can't say, and the previous words are forbearable enough...

It's a pity that Shen Qing's boudoir is completely opposite to her.

"Ah, it's well organized, and the grievances are clear.... You're right... I stayed there to get you on mine... Look how charismatic you are... I've never been so generous to people. ”

Shen Qing's boudoir kissed Mo Jimo's swan-like neck, which provoked Mo Jimo to avoid it, but he was still touched by the soft and cold lips...

Mo Jimo felt hot...

"So, no wonder I" Mo Jimo was expressionless.

It's you who make a mistake.

"No, I'm still to blame you... Because in the beginning... When I first met you.."

Shen Qingbou's voice was like a demon: "I just want to fall in love with you"

That's a .....

Mo Jimo turned around and slapped him...

Syllable..

Shen Qingbou's beautiful and angry face was crooked, and there was a slight red on her cheeks...

There was red blood at the corners of his mouth.

When Mo Jimo saw the blood, his expression changed instantly, and his palm curled, as if he had been burned.

"I...."

Obviously I don't have much strength....

"Distressed?" Shen Qingyu turned her face, the corners of her mouth were hooked, and her eyes were glowing with the blooming Manzhu Sahua.

"You like me, Mo Jimo..."

Mo Jimo's face was expressionless, "Miss Shen feels so good about herself.."

"yes, actually..."

Shen Qingbou came closer again.

Because of the blood at the corner of his mouth, Mo Jimo categorically didn't dare to make any more moves, so he had to dodge when he stepped sideways...

However, the waist was still pulled.

Face to face, close at hand.

"The feeling you give me... Better"

You give me... Feel....

Before Mo Jimo could react, that hand had already re-entered....

"Shen Qingbou!!" Mo Jimo didn't dare to scream after all, because when she screamed, she could only destroy herself, but she couldn't hurt this person for half a point, and this person could enter without any obstacles, and the agents and assistants outside didn't react, obviously using some method to break people apart....

That's how she does.

Mo Jimo bit his lip and gritted his teeth, "If you want to take revenge..." Already revenged... If you really... In the future, I will fight to the death and let you...."

It's not done yet.

It's cool behind you.

"You won't.... You entered this circle because your mother, who hasn't gotten that trophy yet, you won't gamble on it, and... Your uncle's illness... I can help you, Dr. Culloun, the only one who can save him... I've got in touch...."

"Mo Jimo, the first time you saw me, didn't you already notice that I wasn't a good person, so you were so vigilant... Your instincts are accurate, and I'm not a good person..."

"I want you, Mo Jimo"

"Unscrupulous"

Mo Jimo's whole body was there, and he couldn't say a word.

I can only look at myself in the mirror... The hem of the cheongsam was lifted up, and the underwear ~ pants fell in the crook of the leg.

She lowered her head, and her eyes were red...

"Good"

She agreed.

Shen Qingyu felt a drop of coldness fall on her wrist.

She was stunned, and the unbridled movement of her fingertips stopped.

I suddenly remembered what Mei Zhiyu had said to her slowly.

- People like us, who spare no effort to hurt and kill people, leave no trouble, it doesn't matter if the blood flows like a river, if there is really a person who can make you feel distressed with a tear.... That's love.

Loved....

Love? Is there really love in this world?

How is that possible..

Shen Qingyu wanted to continue, she knew that she wanted this person, she couldn't wait, thinking about it day and night.

Can...

Mo Jimo suddenly felt the hand under him pull out.

The next second, she was pulled over.

She saw Shen Qingbou, who looked a little stunned, the other party seemed to be looking at her, and seemed to be hesitating about something, her eyes were either cold or confused...

Eventually, she came up and kissed her in the corner of her eye and kissed out the tears.

Mo Jimo herself is extremely resistant to this person, even if the other party saves her several times, even if the other party puts forward conditions that make her irresistible...

Can... I still hate it.

But this kiss... So gentle.

Gentle to...

Suddenly, the sharp stabbing pain that broke into her lower body made Mo Jimo's pupils shrink, and her two hands grabbed Shen Qingbou's shoulders, the pain made her fingertips pierce the skin...

She saw the fading tenderness in the eyes of the person opposite, the possessiveness that permeated it, and the barrenness that couldn't be cut off...

All it takes is a little flame to ignite a prairie fire and burn people to the ground.

"Mo Jimo.... You hate me... No one will love me anyway."

So there was blood on the fingertips.

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