Chu Mochen's dark eyes sank suddenly.

Zhuang Xiaoyan glared at him with his chin high, even in the face of that stormy face, he still didn't know how to resist alive or dead.

Song Le looked at Zhuang Xiaoyan's thin arms, under Chu Mochen's big palm, they were faintly red, and the joints of Chu Mochen's fingers were already blue, so you can imagine how much force was used.

It was like crushing her bones and refusing to let go of her.

Suddenly, I was a little worried about Zhuang Xiaoyan.

This Xiaoyan is even more interesting, not only resisting, but also swearing to die, that slender wrist is fragile, but even if Chu Mochen uses great force, she will not accept a soft.

If this continues, Zhuang Xiaoyan's wrist may be broken, Song Le stepped forward to shake hands with Chu Mochen, then he had to let go of her wrist, this move was obviously to relieve her.

Zhuang Xiaoyan looked at Song Le gratefully, in front of Chu Mochen, there were still people willing to help her, which made her heart feel a little warm.

Chu Mochen raised his eyes coldly, his face gloomy, "Song Shao, I didn't expect you to be so nosy!" ”

Chu Shao laughed, it's just that you are so rude to a girl, I'm afraid it's too ungraceful. You can be vigorous in business, but using the same method for women will only backfire. Song Le hooked his lips and smiled.

"That's really thanks to Song Shao for reminding me, but, my woman, how I want to treat it is my own business!"

Chu Mochen's patience was all used up, and he dragged Zhuang Xiaoyan to leave.

Song Le spoke again: "Chu Shao, isn't it not good that Xiaoyan is reluctant to leave in every possible way." ”

Chu Mochen hooked his lips coldly and smiled gloomily: "She is my woman, where I take her, I don't need to ask anyone!" ”

Zhuang Xiaoyan could feel the murderous aura in Chu Mochen's body, as if Song Le continued to entangle, as if he was about to tear the other party apart.

She can't involve Song Le because of her own affairs, and the people who provoke Chu Mochen generally don't end well, even if Song Le doesn't seem to have a low background, she can't even affect him.

Song Le wanted to say something, Zhuang Xiaoyan looked at him, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly, "Senior Song, thank you, I'm fine." ”

Song Le looked at Zhuang Xiaoyan's stubborn little face, "Okay, contact me for something." ”

Zhuang Xiaoyan nodded gratefully.

Chu Mochen's black eyes narrowed gloomily, watching the interaction between the two, suppressing his anger, and dragging Zhuang Xiaoyan into the car.

Xiao Nana stood aside and watched all this, but did not dare to step forward to stop it.

In the car, the atmosphere was gloomy.

Zhuang Xiaoyan felt that the pain in his wrist had become numb, and he couldn't bear to speak: "You can let go of me now!" I'm already in the car and can't run away! ”

Somehow, Zhuang Xiaoyan felt that she was tired of being crooked, and she resisted Chu Mochen when she was not afraid of death.

The man on the side had a gloomy face and was very scary, but the strength in his heart that refused to admit defeat just didn't allow her to bow her head.

Why did she bow her head to him, the disgusting things he did, even if he died, she had to resist him to the end!

Chu Mochen felt like he was going crazy, and he couldn't bear the anger in his chest.

This woman really wants to be angry with him!

Letting go of her hand, her eyes fell on her reddened wrist, her eyes narrowed, and her tone was angry, "Why didn't you say it earlier?!" ”

The wrist was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood, which made Chu Mochen's brows frown, just now she had been resisting him, and the strength of his hand was increasing uncontrollably, and it actually made her wrist like this!

Zhuang Xiaoyan carefully raised his injured wrist with one hand to protect it, and coldly hooked his lips, "Chu Shao, don't you know how much strength you used?" So, you hurt me, and you blame me? ”

Chu Mochen pursed his lips, she had nothing to say when she said it, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter with Song Le?" Why are you with him? ”

Zhuang Xiaoyan bowed his head and was silent, not responding.

"Speak!"

"It's none of your business who I'm with, right? It's the same as who you're with, and I don't have a dime to do with it! Besides, we're in the same school! ”

Chu Mochen was stimulated by her words, and there was a faint pain in his chest, "Zhuang Xiaoyan, do you have to fight me like this?" ”

"Don't dare!"

I didn't dare to say a word, but the tone and attitude didn't show any disdain.

Zhuang Xiaoyan's wrist hurt hotly, and he felt that it hurt to his bones, but no matter how much it hurt, it was not as painful as his heart!