"No," hearing his voice, An Yang's body shook unconsciously, "I met him by chance." ”

"Really" Yan Mo stopped, turned sideways, and stared at her deeply with light brown eyes.

A wordless silence permeated between the two of them, and An Yang swallowed dry foam in fear. Worried that he wouldn't believe it, he met his gaze seriously, "It's really a chance encounter." ”

"Then do you know that he likes you"

"Ah" An Yang was stunned, not understanding why Yan Mo suddenly said this. After a moment of stunnedness, she suddenly realized that Yan Mo's opening so bluntly was a sign of the coming punishment.

Her eyes suddenly turned red with grievance, "I don't know about this, I'm not familiar with him." ”

The anxious defense didn't make Yan Mo's mood any better, he gently stroked An Yang's face, and the fear and dodging in those eyes made his heart chill for a while.

After blasting people out, he immediately thought of Anyang's safety. But in a panic, he chased down, but in the sun, he saw her standing beside Wei Shaoxuan.

Those beautiful eyes lit up with brilliance that he had never seen before.

Time was quiet and soft, and the little flower swaying in the wind seemed to make a silent mockery at him.

"You're mine, understand?"

An Yang nodded in a daze, tears of grievance welled up in his big eyes, "I know, I didn't do anything to be sorry for you." ”

"No, that's not what I want."

The thumb took a hard time and pressed against her cheek.

Under the severe pain, An Yang's beautiful little face wrinkled.

"If the answer doesn't come out, you know what I'll do."

Under the threat of Ming Huang, Anyang cried unexpectedly. Raising his hand, he grabbed Yan Mo's wrist pitifully, "I, I know that I am yours." ”

"And then"

"Hmm, then," Anyang blinked suspiciously.

"Yes, and then."

Yan Mo's fluttering words directly stumped An Yang. Racking her brains and unable to think of the answer behind her, she pursed her lips aggrievedly, tears wetting the collar in front of Yuehun \, "I don't know what else to say." ”

"Then I will tell you the answer with practical actions."

Yan Mo's suddenly cold gaze made An Yang shrink in fear.

Her arm was grabbed and she was dragged back to her room again.

The cold office is filled with the smell of disinfectant water.

When she was pressed vigorously on the table, the cold glass plate made her struggle violently, "I know it's wrong, don't punish me." Please, it hurts, it really hurts."

The crying red eyes are like moist honey and peach, and the brokenness and fragility carried in them make the darkness that he suppresses in his heart surging in an instant.

"You are my man, you can only be mine"

The low roar with anger made Yan Mo's pupils sweep through the terrifying anger.

Without warning, the cold lips pressed against her, and the cruel force seemed to crush her.

"Your voice, your eyes, everything you have, you can only belong to me"

The domineering words of swearing and swearing power made all his reason burn out, and the broken murmur swept through the entire space in an instant.

The brightness outside the window began to gradually turn into darkness, and the blood veins in Anyang's whole body were still boiling at a temperature that made her crazy.

All the obedience and gentleness, this moment finally belongs to him alone