What she was afraid of was that she didn't know how to go back and face Ye Weilong? How to get along with him. When the relationship between the two pierced the last layer of paper, she really couldn't convince herself, and she could still call him "adoptive father" without heart and lungs before.

Countless times she said to herself in her heart that Ye Weilong was drunk, so he didn't even know what he had done, but she couldn't deceive herself, because she knew that Ye Weilong had an excellent amount of alcohol, even if he was drunk, he was still sober, and he knew what he was doing. Perhaps he wanted to do that, waiting for himself to turn eighteen, and under the pretext of drunkenness, he wanted to eat her clean. As soon as she thought of this, she had an unbearable headache, and she didn't want to go back to Ye Weilong's side again.

Maybe it's because I think of the past, which makes the night snow uneasy. I was holding my breath in my heart, stuck in my throat, and it was extremely uncomfortable. She needed to find a punching bag, and Wei Moyan couldn't be more suitable, who let him take advantage of her last night?

As soon as it was dawn, Ye Feixue drove the locomotive all the way to Wei Moyan's villa. Because the time was still early, the wrought iron gate had not yet been opened by the servant, Ye Feixue drove the car to a place dozens of meters away from the gate, then increased the throttle, and jumped again, and the locomotive crossed through the courtyard wall, showing a beautiful parabola.

The servants who were cleaning the yard were so stunned that they dropped their brooms and fled. Before he could report to Wei Moyan, Ye Feixue drove directly into the house, and everywhere she went, it was a mess.

"Wei Moyan, you come out for me!" Night Snow roared loudly.

Wei Moyan was also a very vigilant person, and he had already woken up the moment Ye Feixue rushed into the yard. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, he saw the fierce appearance of the night snow, and knew that today should be an unforgettable morning. He entered the bathroom unhurriedly, calmly, and the breathless Night Flying Snow went directly to the second floor.

When Ye Feixue found him, he was washing up at the sink, and when the mouthwash took his mouth, it hurt, and he couldn't help but frown. The injury here hasn't healed yet, and she's going to add something new to him again? How could he fall in love with such a violent woman? How good those women are as gentle as water, gentle and demure, and delicate, but they can't get into his eyes, and there is no way.

If he tried his best, Ye Feixue might not be his opponent, and the reason why he let her go was not because he didn't want to hurt her. What's more, last night's incident was his rudeness first, and she wanted to vent, but he couldn't say anything. But he didn't regret it, she looked cold, he didn't expect her lips to be so soft and gentle, it made him want to stop.

"Wei Mo ......" Seeing that he didn't wear a shirt that night, Feixue immediately retreated and yelled, "Put on your clothes!" ”

Seeing her run faster than a rabbit, Wei Moyan chuckled, and then swaggered past her.

Ye Feixue gritted her teeth and said, "I told you to put on your clothes." ”

Wei Moyan pointed to the clothes on the sofa not far away, "I'm about to put them on." ”

Ye Feixue wanted to slap him to death.

He has an excellent figure, strong muscles, and obvious abdominal muscles, if other women see this scene, they will definitely have a nosebleed, and Ye Feixue doesn't look at him at all, twists his face to the side, and waits for him to get dressed.

It's just that his shirt was buttoned halfway, and he repented, "I don't think I need to wear clothes." ”