She knelt down on one knee and crouched on the ground, exploring the ground with her right hand, and soon picked up a piece of glass shard. was about to stand up, but her wrist was viciously pinched, and the pain that hurt her as if she was about to crush her bones made her look up at the person in fear.

Poplar ...... His kind of eyes, the kind of eyes that couldn't be said in words, the eyes that were extremely disgusting and full of anger, made Mo Xiaobei can't stop retreating in fear. After the glass slag in his right hand stabbed the entire palm, he responded and blossomed into a beautiful angular flower.

"Huh...... It seems that you really put it in your bones. It's a lot of swinging. Ye Muyang gritted his teeth and said with a smile, Mo Xiaobei couldn't break free of his hand, so he had to stare at him viciously.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man seemed to be somewhat clear, smiled at Ye Muyang and nodded his apologies, and then left gracefully and elegantly.

Seeing that the middle-aged uncle walked away, Mo Xiaobei immediately used her right hand to pull Ye Muyang's hand, her palm hurt, she frowned, but her movements did not stop.

"Ye Muyang, let go of me! Do you have any right to control me? ”

"I'm not qualified, but I'll be qualified in a while." Ye Muyang fixed Mo Xiaobei with one hand, took out a wad of banknotes from his wallet, and looked at Mo Xiaobei with a smile. "And now? Are you eligible? ”

After speaking, without waiting for Mo Xiaobei to react, he carried her into the elevator.

On the top floor, throwing her on the sofa, Ye Muyang began to take off his clothes, while not forgetting to mock Mo Xiaobei sarcastically: "Heh-don't you just want to do this?" Don't you just want to be slept with by men? Don't you need money? Come on. How much money do you want? I'll give it to you! ”

When Ye Muyang took off her clothes and pounced on her, Mo Xiaobei reacted and trembled to push Ye Muyang, only then did she realize that she had long lost her strength.

I had already planned it, but I couldn't take that step. Mo Xiaobei......

Her lips were chapped, she could barely speak, she only knew how to hug herself hard, and said in fear: "You get out, you get out." "And so on and so forth.

"Be a. Do you still want to build a chaste archway? Hehe......" Ye Muyang tore open her clothes, wrenched her thighs, and released all her hot and hot clothes.

Syllable...... Tears quickly condensed the moment he entered, and then dripped down Ye Muyang's hand.

She stared at the man who was working her with an expressionless face, and thought to herself, how could there be such a beautiful man in this world? Such beautiful eyebrows, such beautiful cool thin lips, such a beautiful slender body. But why is such a beautiful man without a heart......

His eyes glowed like a beast. vibrant, but ruined all her radiance.

Mo Xiaobei thought, sometimes, you have to bow to fate. She didn't accept her fate, but she had to accept it.

I don't know when she passed out, anyway, when Ye Muyang looked up and saw her with a white face biting her lower lip, he felt a little bit in his heart.

God, what did he do?

Looking at the thin woman under him, Ye Muyang hurriedly withdrew from her, took her in his arms and gently kissed her on the lips.

Never on or everywhere. Female woman. Never strong on women. This is his code of conduct, but it seems that both of these are wrong with her.

Mo Xiaobei, you're the devil, right?

called someone to bring a set of clothes and carefully dressed her, but I saw that her right palm was crimson. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, he feels a little uncomfortable, but in the end, he just held her palm to the light and carefully cleaned the glass shards in her palm, and then lit a cigarette and meditated outside the window.

His ten fingers are slender, the posture of holding a cigarette is very beautiful, and the faint decadence makes people feel that their hearts are broken, and the frowning eyebrows give people a feeling that no one is close, but those peach blossom eyes are clearly not revealing a little amorous and ruthless, which makes people believe that he should be born to be a king.

Mo Xiaobei woke up in the smoke, and the pain caused her to moan softly. With a groan, Ye Muyang turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at her, then extinguished the cigarette butt and walked over to look at her with his hands in his hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you awake?" ”

Mo Xiaobei didn't look at him, turned his back to him, grabbed his clothes hard, and tears crackled down.

Ye Muyang sat beside her, the sofa sank down, and it was logical that Ye Muyang hugged her and picked up a strand of her hair to play. Just as he was about to speak, Mo Xiaobei said, "Do you have a cigarette?" ”

Nodding, he handed her a cigarette, and Mo Xiaobei, who was facing her with his back, said, "Lighter? ”

He didn't use a lighter, he always used matches. When he took out a match from the small matchbox and drew a spark, Mo Xiaobei lowered his head and held his hair to catch the fire with a cigarette in his mouth.

Ye Muyang looked a little stunned for a moment.

After extinguishing the fire, Ye Muyang sat there quietly and watched Mo Xiaobei's body curl up into an arc that no one could approach, swallowing and spitting out mist. I can't see Mo Xiaobei's face very clearly, but I can feel her heart-piercing coldness.

He thought she would cry, and then slapped him and pushed the door away, but he never thought that she would be such a person, what kind of strong woman would she have to be like this?

"Ye Muyang, I don't hate you." It's her strong in him. The third sentence she said after she was violent, she raised her head in surprise and saw Mo Xiaobei looking at him with a smile.

Ye Muyang's face turned pale, and he said with difficulty: "Do you not care for your body like this? ”