For Mo Huaiyuan many years ago, that little girl named An Ran was a tear jar, a naughty ghost, and a follower. I can't shake it off.

It was precisely because he couldn't get rid of it that he had no choice but to pin her to his chest like a brooch.

But even he didn't expect that the brooch pinned to his chest would one day become a brand and be imprinted on his chest as the years faded. Accompanied by the pain of years of love, turned into cinnabar.

Cinnabar blood red.

And you are the most painful drop of blood in my heart.

- Mo Huaiyuan's inscription

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"I told you to stop!" A rather majestic sound, accompanied by a low roar full of cold anger, resounded in the living room with shock!!

Early that morning, the girl with only a thin skirt rushed to the door, but was coldly shocked by the roar.

She trembled violently, her hands on the cold doorknob, shaking.

The feet, as if they had taken root, could not move even when they died.

Mo Huaiyuan walked slowly from behind, his eyes were full of disappointment and a little tired, the catastrophe at sea was already so serious that he had no time to take care of anything else, but she ...... She was so impatient, hearing that Huo Siran was in danger, even if she didn't care about life and death, she had to go with him?

His hand was coldly on her shoulder, and he slowly turned her around, and he asked in a tired and dumb voice, "I guessed right, you are running to the sea now to find him, huh?" ”

The woman was just trembling and choking back tears, unable to speak.

Mo Huaiyuan smiled bitterly and mentioned the last time Huo Siran humiliated her in public: "So she hasn't been scolded enough?" It's all been like that, but yet, you haven't made enough mistakes? ”

An Ran's heart hurt fiercely.

"You don't understand that feeling, it's like I've been doing the same thing for seven or eight years, and it's become a habit, if I can't do anything for him anymore, I don't know how to live next."

Mo Huaiyuan only felt that his heart was instantly pierced, and blood was dripping.

So for more than 20 years, he Mo Huaiyuan, all he. Who the hell are you living for?

His cold eyes flushed a little scarlet, he lowered his eyes, and condescendingly scooped up her pitiful jaw, and the danger in his tone was as quiet as death before the storm: "So, it's because of habit? ”

She lowered her eyes and sobbed, so she was not aggrieved. But not for him.

"It's really hard to get used to this kind ......of thing, it's really hard to change," he raised his head and exhaled, laughing, knowing that feeling, like recovering from drugs, and then lowered his eyes coldly, clasped her, and said in a low voice, "So I'll help you change, how about it?" ”

Enron hadn't reacted yet.

Immediately, Mo Huaiyuan had already pinched her tender jaw, lifted it, and kissed it almost coldly. The seemingly gentle thin lips were actually printed with a tearing pain, pried open her teeth, pinched her jawbone to prevent her from closing, and the strong tongue pushed the tip of her tongue and rushed in, sweeping recklessly in her mouth that had never been broken into.

An Ran was stupid all of a sudden.

If it weren't for the pain of being pinched hard, the intimate touch of her tongue reminded her, she would hardly even resist, and then, after reacting, she frowned, her hand firmly pressed against Mo Huaiyuan's chest, and she struggled with a scream.

Mo Huaiyuan opened his eyes coldly and glanced at her, the raindrop-like dense fist smashed on his chest and it hurt, but he couldn't withstand her expression of fierce resistance, his heart tingled, he turned over coldly, and the feeling of weightlessness hit, and he fell into the thick sofa with a "bang" in her scream.

The big palm was cushioned on the back of her head, but An Ran was still smashed by the heavy pressure, and she couldn't breathe in pain, Mo Huaiyuan took the opportunity to slow down, and then grabbed her wrist, pulled up coldly, and pressed her wrists tightly together on the top of her head, and the big palm touched it unceremoniously, believe it? Even if he hasn't touched her all these years, he can know the size of every part of her body!

"Woo ......" An Ran opened her wet teary eyes, felt the strong aggression in her mouth, the fierce force was merciless, and the strange pleasure ran all over her body, the source of this maker was actually the gentle man who had held her in the palm of her hand for many years. She was so frightened that she trembled, and she didn't even have the strength to resist, she had never seen such a Mo Huaiyuan, like an incarnation of a demon from hell! Let her be afraid!

Outside the living room, Chen's mother heard the movement and ran over in horror.

saw Mo Huaiyuan coldly pressed An Ran under him, clasped her wrist with one hand to prevent her from moving, and coldly ripped off the tie of his suit with the other hand, and unbuttoned it one by one.

Today, he doesn't mind spending this little time teaching her who she should change her habits for in the rest of her life!

"Get in. Shut the door. Don't listen to what you shouldn't have heard, otherwise, you will bear the consequences! ”