Leng Mochen grabbed her hand first, "Lin Xiaoxi, follow me!" ”

"You let go of me!" Lin Xiaoxi resisted desperately.

Leng Mochen turned a deaf ear, brutally dragged her into the car, and raced back to the villa.

He desperately wanted to get a long-lost sense of familiarity from Lin Xiaoxi.

Lin Xiaoxi's heart was uneasy, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape.

He took her back and abused her with impunity.

"Leng Mochen, you madman!" Lin Xiaoxi struggled hysterically.

Leng Mochen violently ripped off her clothes and plundered fiercely.

Lin Xiaoxi gnawed on his shoulder angrily.

Leng Mochen grabbed her hair and ripped her apart, making her even more ferocious.

Crazy again and again, from night to dawn.

The pure white sheets were stained with blood, silently telling of yesterday's utter madness.

Lin Xiaoxi was like a broken puppet, clenching her knees pitifully, looking lonely at the dense scars all over her body.

Leng Mochen's eyes were scarlet, his body seemed to contain a crimson beast, and his crazy blood was boiling violently.

He jerked his head a few times, trying to get rid of any superfluous distractions.

Then, I turned over and went to the bathroom.

Lin Xiaoxi looked helplessly at the ceiling, everything seemed like a nightmare in the past, and now she was back in the mire.

"Buzz ......"

Leng Mochen's mobile phone vibrate.

Lin Xiaoxi glanced at it.

With just one glance, her heart ached to the point of losing consciousness.

Leng Mochen gave the owner of this number a note: heart.

Oh, that's ironic.

She picked up Leng Mochen's mobile phone, unlocked his password with Ning Lishuang's birthday, and connected it.

"Mochen, don't ignore me, okay, I really miss you, come and accompany me, okay?"

Ning Lishuang's voice echoed in his ears, causing a wave of nausea in Lin Xiaoxi's stomach.

The man she once loved gave love to a hypocritical woman from beginning to end.

Lin Xiaoxi's hand holding the mobile phone turned white from exertion.

"Mochen?"

On the other end of the phone, Ning Lishuang was still urging in a coquettish voice.

"He's not going to pass." The corners of Lin Xiaoxi's lips raised a sly arc, "Because, we just finished bed." ”

"Ying Yao!?"

Ning Lishuang's volume rose sharply.

Lin Xiaoxi chuckled disdainfully.

At this moment, Leng Mochen went and returned, and he resolutely snatched the mobile phone from Lin Xiaoxi's hand.

"Frost, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiaoxi was like a fried cat, turning over and trying to snatch Leng Mochen's mobile phone, shouting, "I said we just finished bed, didn't you hear?" ”

"Lin Xiaoxi!" Leng Mochen angrily shook off Lin Xiaoxi.

Lin Xiaoxi stuck to it and didn't let go, "He likes me to sleep with him!" ”

Leng Mochen became more and more irritable, and suddenly pushed Lin Xiaoxi away with force.

Lin Xiaoxi couldn't help leaning back and hit the desk lamp on the table.

The table lamp shattered in response, and Lin Xiaoxi's body was planted towards the ground.

The back of her head collapsed into splinters, a great pain struck, the oppression of death came back to the ground, and the ground was covered with her shocking blood.

"It hurt......s," Lin Xiaoxi sighed in pain.

Leng Mochen froze suddenly, and hurriedly picked up Lin Xiaoxi and sent him to the hospital.

——

The eyes were pale tones, Lin Xiaoxi was lying on the hospital bed and opened her eyes in a daze, and her eyes glanced at Leng Mochen who was sitting on the side, and her voice was only endlessly cold.

"Why are you sending me to the hospital? Don't you and your Ning Lishuang want me to die? ”