Chapter 101: Is She Still the One Who Loves Her (2)
Yuan Xiaomo pulled Feng Meili and carried her to a separate room and threw her on the bed, "Today, this king will let you know if this king can take care of you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Yuan Xiaomo came up and pulled Feng Meili's clothes as she spoke, and Feng Meili was frightened, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands." ā
"Dirty hands? Hehehe. Yuan Xiaomo laughed self-deprecatingly, and couldn't suppress his temper, and then said, "I'm dirty? Someone is dirtier than me, you have been with the prince since you were a child, I'm afraid you have already had an affair with him! ā
Feng Meili listened to him say something unbearable, and slapped him in the face, "Smack." ā
Yuan Xiaomo was defenseless for a while, and slapped him in the face solidly, his face was missed, he reacted, and said to Feng Meili in an extremely terrifying voice, "You hit me?" "No one has dared to beat him like this since he was a child, even his father." What's wrong with your sore spots? I want to defend my old lover! ā
Feng Meili saw that he was annoyed, and retreated to the corner of the bed with some fear.
Yuan Xiaomo was upset when she saw her like this, and went to bed and grabbed Feng Meili, "Don't you think I'm dirty?" Disgusting today, disgusting you. ā
He grabbed Feng Meili's clothes and pulled them vigorously, poof, and a large piece of clothing on his chest was torn off by him.
Looking at her fair skin, as well as the looming on her chest, Yuan Xiaomo, who wanted to scare her, felt it.
Feng Meili grabbed the quilt to cover herself, "You let go of me, you let go of me, don't touch me with your dirty hands!" She struggled, resisted, and pushed Yuan Xiaomo.
The word "dirty hands" directly stimulated Yuan Xiaomo, he grabbed Feng Meili's shaking hand, broke her head, and blocked her lips, which was a fierce kiss.
Feng Meili gritted her teeth and didn't let him succeed.
He fiercely and forcibly pried open her teeth, conquered the city, and ravaged her skin with his hands.
I don't know how long it took, Yuan Xiaomo kissed and kissed, the kiss became slow and gentle, and he kissed her neck and collarbone all the way down.
Feng Meili was forced to make a thin voice and pushed his head, "Please don't do this." ā
However, Feng Meili's begging for mercy did not make Yuan Xiaomo stop, but intensified. She's only going to make people want to tear her apart.
Feng Meili couldn't bear this shame, and she didn't know where she got the strength, so she kicked him under him while he was obsessed with her body.
Yuan Xiaomo was kicked by him, and there was a heartache, and he jumped out of bed and covered himself.
At this time, the door was vigorously pushed from the outside, and Yuan Xiaochen and Tong Ling hurried over.
Yuan Xiaomo had returned to his usual indifference, but his eyes at this time were a little more cold.
And Feng Meili was crying on the bed in disheveled clothes, Tong Ling and Xue Qing ran over and helped Feng Meili up.
Her clothes had been torn to pieces, her lips were swollen, and her skin was marked with red marks one by one, and she looked miserable.
Yuan Xiaochen looked at Yuan Xiaomo, "Seventh brother, what's wrong with you?" How can you treat the seventh sister-in-law like this. ā
Yuan Xiaomo snorted coldly, "It's my business what I want to do to her, and it's not your turn to point at me." ā
"Seventh Brother......" Yuan Xiaochen didn't know what to say, knowing that he was angry, it would be useless to say anything. I can only shut up silently.
Yuan Xiaomo saw that he shut up, snorted coldly and slammed the door and went out.
Since this incident, Yuan Xiaomo has not come back for a few days, and Feng Meili has not mentioned him, and the people next to her dare not mention Yuan Xiaomo in front of her.
After a few days of peace and quiet, Yuan Xiaomo still came back, but there was an extra woman next to him.
And this woman, Feng Meili knew, was the one she saw that day. Now that the face is torn, there is no need to even disguise, and the person is brought back directly.
After not seeing Feng Meili for several days, Yuan Xiaomo regretted his impulsiveness a few days ago, but when he thought of her saying that she was dirty, he couldn't get angry.
After thinking about it, he decided to bring the enchantress back, poke Feng Meili's sharp spirit, and tell her that he didn't have to be her.
Seeing Feng Meili sitting there, Yuan Xiaomo went up to sit next to her, and called to the demon queen, "Demon queen, come and sit on the king's lap." ā
The demon queen walked over slowly, sat on Yuan Xiaomo's lap, and hugged him with a pair of snake-like hands, "His Royal Highness King Mo, you are so annoying, why do you ask people to sit on your lap." ā
"What? Dislike? Yuan Xiaomo looked at the enchantress with doting eyes, and observed Feng Meili's reaction with her spare eyes, the kind of jealous and angry reaction in anticipation did not show from Feng Meili's face, she still sat quietly like just now, feeling nothing about his behavior.
Yuan Xiaomo was irritable for a while, why didn't she react, he picked up the demon queen, "Where do you want to go, Ben Wang Pei, you go?" ā
The demon queen was very happy to hear this, and said delicately, "Of course it's your bedroom, the prince!" ā
Yuan Xiaomo glanced at Feng Meili, and wanted to find some emotion from her face, but no, nothing, "Let's go, I'll take you now, haha." ā
Yuan Xiaomo hugged the enchantress and left, leaving Feng Meili and them.
Seeing that Yuan Xiaomo was gone, Xue Qing stepped forward to comfort, "Princess, don't care, the prince won't like that kind of vixen, sooner or later the prince will find out how good you are." ā
Yuan Xiaomo and the others finally left, and they no longer had to hear the filthy words coming out of their mouths. If they don't leave, she won't be able to jump, hehe, her eyes are wet as if there are traces of tears flowing down. She wiped it, and she swore never to feel sorry for that scumbag again. "Xueqing, I'm fine, really, it's just that something got into my eyes." She feigned wiping her eyes again.
Xue Qing couldn't help but shed tears when she looked at such a princess, "Princess, cry if you want to cry!" Don't hold it back. Woooooooo ā
Seeing Xue Qing crying, Feng Meili laughed, "What are you crying for?" This princess is not dead. ā
"I ...... Am I not worried about you, princess! I'm afraid you'll be upset. Xue Qing said aggrievedly.
"This is not a grievance, it will only make me see him more clearly, since he doesn't love me, then I will ask to reconcile with him, and in the future, we will live our own lives, and we have nothing to do with each other." Feng Meili held back the tears that were about to fall. Silently thought in his heart, "Be strong, he's just a scumbag." ā
Yuan Xiaomo hugged the demon queen away from Feng Meili and put her down from their sight, "You go by yourself!" ā
The Enchantress got down from him and felt his mood down, "What? Grief for your princess? Don't you forget, you just walked away in front of her, holding another woman, what do you say she feels, sad? Saddened? Disappointed? Hahaha. ā
Yuan Xiaomo grabbed her neck, "Sad? Saddened? Disappointed? Why didn't I see anything from her face. ā
"Ahem, ahem, you let me go." The enchantress was choked by his neck and could not breathe.
Yuan Xiaomo stared at her, and finally shook her off.