Chapter Forty-Eight: You Must Have It

Ying Hanche went and returned and broke in.

Lin Xiaoxi's face faded with blood, and she hurriedly gathered her clothes.

There was only a dead silence in the room, and Lin Xiaoxi even imagined what kind of disdainful eyes Ying Hanche would look at her.

Ying Hanche grabbed Leng Mochen violently, and gave Leng Mochen a punch without saying a word.

Lin Xiaoxi looked at them calmly.

Not to be outdone, Leng Mochen scuffled with Ying Hanche.

"I don't allow you to hurt Ying Yao!"

Ying Hanche roared.

But Leng Mochen is a practitioner, and he can easily subdue Ying Hanche.

Beat Ying Hanche to his stomach, Leng Mochen stepped on his face fiercely, and crushed him ruthlessly, "Just by you, you still want to rob her with me?" ”

"Leng Mochen, what do you want to do? He's a man of the Ying family, and you can't hurt him! Lin Xiaoxi exclaimed.

"Do you think I'll take care of it?" Leng Mochen's voice was full of disdain.

Ying Hanche tried to sweep Leng Mochen's feet away, trying to break up from the ground.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the room, and Qin Jianchu rushed in with a group of bodyguards.

"Leng Shao, what's wrong?" Qin Jian hurried over when he heard the movement, but he was still flustered at the moment.

Leng Mochen picked up Ying Hanche on the ground and threw it to Qin Jianchu, "Take him outside for me." ”

He turned his head coldly, and his sharp eyes looked at Lin Xiaoxi, who was at a loss.

Leng Mochen sneered silently, suddenly approached Lin Xiaoxi, grabbed her arm, held her chin fiercely, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

His kiss was full of plunder, like the king of the forest asserting his sovereignty.

She is like a poppy, making him crazy to enjoy her beauty.

Lin Xiaoxi's eyes widened, disgusted from the bottom of her heart, she pushed Leng Mochen away without hesitation, and when she raised her hand and was about to slap him, Leng Mochen's evil gaze was as dark as a blade.

"Today, I'm going to let you know who you belong to!"

"Leng Mochen, what do you want to do? You get me out! Get out of here! An ominous premonition rose from the bottom of Lin Xiaoxi's heart, and she screamed in horror.

Leng Mochen turned a deaf ear, and said to Qin Jianchu in a cold voice: "Take him out for me, just let him guard at the door, and don't move half a step!" ”

Qin Jianchu quickly took people out.

Lin Xiaoxi retreated in panic, but soon, she had no way to retreat, her back pressed against the glass window.

Lin Xiaoxi frowned and shook her head constantly.

Leng Mochen's sensitive long fingers ripped open his tie, and his cold eyes were mocking, like a king who can dominate everything, smiling coldly and arrogantly.

"Leng Mochen, don't do this to me!"

Lin Xiaoxi cried sadly.

Leng Mochen's heart is burning, this woman has been away from him for three years, does she have another man behind his back?

"What kind of chaste martyr? Do you have less sleep with me? Leng Mochen stepped forward disdainfully.

In a hurry, Lin Xiaoxi pushed open the glass window and leaned out with half of her body, "Don't come here!"

"Leng Mochen, don't force me! If you come again, I'll jump! ”

She had a history of suicide, Leng Mochen was so angry that she trembled, but she didn't dare to step forward.

"You're negotiating terms with me?"

"I'll count to ten, if you don't come, I'll take Ying Hanche first."

"One."

"Two."

……

"Seven."

……

Lin Xiaoxi's tears slid down her eyes.

Ying Hanche had saved her, and she couldn't drag him down.

"Ten."

Leng Mochen's voice fell, and Lin Xiaoxi threw himself into his arms.

She closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Leng Mochen's heart had a strange emotion fluttering, he didn't start, extremely indifferent, "Appetite." Do you really think I have to be you? ”