097 Tell me who to find, Han Mo

He was so close that every breath fell on my face, like the wind-blown hair on my face, and I tried to turn my head, but I couldn't move, because as soon as I moved, my lips brushed straight over his face.

When the elevator door opened, a man and a woman in front walked out, there were five people in the elevator, three women stood in front, and the woman in front of me happened to be facing me, looking back at me from time to time, her eyes fell on my face, and the irony in it was very obvious.

The elevator door opened again, and she rolled her eyes straight at me as she left.

All the people inside got out of the elevator on the sixth floor, and at this time, only me and Han Mo were left in the elevator, I couldn't help but reach out and push him, he pressed my hand and increased my strength, I suddenly felt pain, and couldn't help but scream: "It hurts!" ”

Han Mo looked at me and sneered, the strength of his hand did not loosen at all, the elevator door suddenly opened, and he directly dragged me out.

I suddenly remembered that he had dragged me into the room like this before, and as soon as I got out of the elevator door, I was holding on to the corner wall and refusing to let go.

Han Mo looked back at me, his eyes seemed to swallow me: "Do you want to go?" ”

When he said this, Han Mo's left eyebrow raised slightly, the coldness in his eyes made me tremble, and the hand holding the wall couldn't help but loosen, and as soon as he used his force, he dragged him away directly.

It's really dragging me away, I didn't expect him to drag me like this all of a sudden, I didn't stand firmly, the whole person was crooked, I couldn't stand steadily, but Han Mo kept dragging me there, I couldn't struggle, the whole person was dragged by him like a sheet.

When Han Mo stopped, he directly took out a room card from his pocket, swiped the card and opened the door, and threw me directly into the room.

As the door closed, I was slammed against the wall, my forehead hitting the edge of the corner, and my vision blurred. By the time I came over to look at Han Mo clearly, he was already pulling at his collar.

I couldn't help but step back as I watched his movements, and he didn't move, just looked at me like a clown.

Now I am like a trapped beast under his eyes, and I can't escape at all, so he is not in a hurry at all.

He's not in a hurry, but I'm in a hurry.

I still remember the events of many months ago, and every time I think about it, it feels like a nightmare.

"What do you want to do?"

I looked at him, and even though I knew the question was idiotic, I couldn't help but ask.

The relationship between me and him ended half a year ago when I was thrown by him in the ice and snow, and no matter what I did, he didn't have any reason to do this to me.

I really feel that I can't understand Han Mo more and more, and he didn't refuse to say goodbye at the beginning, although I achieved this result with his anger at the beginning.

But he is a man of his word, I believe, really, although Han Mo is a little jerk to me, but I have to admit that I have known him for so long, and there is basically nothing wrong with what he promised me.

It's just that the two of us don't have any intersection with each other.

He's angry, but I don't know what he's angry about.

He sneered when he heard my words, and the laughter was like the cold laughter of a ghost dreaming of a nightmare in the middle of the night, and I felt extremely frightened just by looking at him like this.

"Fu Yao, do you always think that you dumped me quite badly?"

He tugged at his tie and threw it to the side.

With a "boom", the tie fell straight down in front of me in the wind.

He didn't shake his body, and if he did, I guess my face wouldn't have to be seen tomorrow.

His words baffled me, and I looked at him and couldn't help frowning: "I didn't dump you." ”

I looked at him and didn't want to back down.

I really didn't dump him, as far as the relationship between me and him is concerned, at most, he doesn't want me.

He doesn't want me anymore, that's a fact, and he already said he didn't want me when he threw me in the snow.

I'm not uncomfortable, really, I've always felt that I shouldn't have more intersections with Han Mo. Since he doesn't want me anymore, this is the end I'm happy to see, I'm not uncomfortable, I just can't understand why the two of us can still be entangled.

"Really good, Fu Yao, you are really good!"

He looked at me biting his lip and nodding his head and sneering, his eyes wandering around, and suddenly he raised his hand and turned over the kettle next to him.

With a "clang", the kettle fell to the ground, there was no water in it, and the sound on the carpet on the ground was not very loud, but with Han Mo's expression, I couldn't help but shrink back.

He had a glass of water at hand, and I always had a premonition that he was going to smash it in my face.

"You just want to dump me like that, and then be with Jiang Feiyi, right?"

He walked in suddenly, and I stepped back, tripped over the single couch behind me, slammed my waist into it, and was stopped straight down.

Han Mo stopped less than three or four centimeters in front of me, looked down at me, and suddenly the phoenix eyes were one, and the inside of the black eyes seemed to be broken by a raging storm: "You talk so much!" ”

He raised his hand and pinched my shoulder, looking at my eyes that were a little red and bloodshot.

I couldn't help but be stunned, my shoulder was pinched by him, and I couldn't help frowning: "What did you say?" ”

He watched me fall silent, and his face was as heavy as a pool: "Are you with Jiang Feiyi?" ”

"Nope!"

"Fu Yao, your ability to lie is good, you think you have stopped your small actions, I don't know you are lying?!"

His hand on my shoulder kept pushing harder, with a bit of warning, as if I would deny it again, and the next second his hand would be directly on my neck.

"Nope!"

No is nothing, what I haven't done, I won't admit if I am killed.

He let go of his hand, turned around and unbuttoned his shirt, and looked at the kettle he had thrown on the ground without speaking.

Suddenly, Han Mo shook his hand and looked back at me, the expression on his face was as fierce as a leopard that saw a natural enemy: "What did you do without you asking him to help you?!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly I laughed: "Who am I not looking for him?" Tell me who to look for, Han Mo! ”

It's okay if he doesn't say this, but as soon as he says it, I can't wait to kill Han Mo.

Really, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have had any of this.

But because of him, I'm being stared at by Xu Ran now, and I don't even know what she'll do to force me next time.

Han Mo's questioning made the spark in my heart burn directly, the voice became louder and louder little by little, and finally became a hysterical roar, looking at his eyes were also a little red, and my eyes were so hot that I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't want to back down at all, so I just looked at him like this.

He probably didn't expect me to suddenly yell at him so loudly, looking at me obviously stunned for a moment, but soon, he came back to his senses, stretched out his hand across my neck and pressed me directly on the back of the sofa: "So you have a point, right?" ”

I sneered: "I didn't pay attention, but trouble Han Shao, tell me, what did I do wrong?" I'm going to die if you're playing with you, and you're not going to let me find foreign help, do you want me to die to show you, Han Mo? ”

He reached out and grabbed my neck directly, looking at me with green muscles like an angry lion: "Shut up!" ”

It's like this again, but I'm not afraid anymore, many times, in front of Han Mo, I found that I was really not even afraid of death.

His hand was getting harder and harder, and my breath was deprived by him little by little, but I didn't want to back down at all, I still looked at him like this, gritted my teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "You want to strangle me again, don't you?" ”

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and as soon as his hand was released, I took the opportunity to shake off his hand, and the other hand pushed him, and ran to the side to look at him and sneered: "Do you want me to remind you Han Mo?" You said that you won't look at me again when I kneel and beg you in the future, and I kneel and beg you not to look at me now, okay? I'm just a vulgar person, I can't afford to play your superior game, please go back and tell Xu Ran, I have nothing to do with you, okay?! ”

I never knew I was so uncomfortable, really, inexplicably aggrieved and uncomfortable.

I obviously didn't do anything, but why should I be played with by them like this, if I want to live, if I want to die, I will die, if I can't live, I can't live and die.

I'm a human being, I'm not a toy, why should I suffer like this?

Han Mo didn't speak, just looked at me like this, raised his legs and forced me over.

He used to laugh when he was angry, and he laughed sarcastically, like a slender needle, piercing into the flesh of a person, and it didn't hurt very much, but it was uncomfortable when you touched it.

But he stopped smiling now, and his face was like an elongated rag, and his face was almost purple.

I don't know why, but suddenly I was a little scared, even more scared than when he was holding my neck just now.

I knew I couldn't escape from the wall as I stuck to it, so I could only stand there, pursing my lips and looking up at him.

"Doesn't it matter at all?"

He opened his mouth, gritted his teeth, and every word was accentuated by him.

I didn't know what he meant, so I didn't dare to speak, and my hand at my side tugged tightly at the hem of my clothes.

"You've been by me, you said we have nothing to do with each other?!"

He raised his hand and clenched his fist, and I thought he was going to smash it into my face, but I didn't expect it to just rub my ear and smash it against the wall behind me.

I looked at him in a daze, and all I could think of was what he said: You were by me, and you said that we have nothing to do with each other?

It was as if something had hit my heart hard, my limbs were trembling and aching, and even my breathing was as if I had been tightly held by someone.

It's uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable!

"Smack!"