"You've never been so concerned about my affairs."

By the time he said it was safe, her keen sense as a journalist had sensed something.

The Wang family was mixed with the underworld in the early years, and although they later devoted themselves to bleaching their identities, the Wang family and the underworld are still inextricably linked.

There are even rumors that after Wang Xiangyang took over the Wang family's business, he took over with the organizational forces, and even planned to support the rise of the organization, which made Mo Xiaoxiao curious, so he asked more.

"I'm different from you, I'm afraid of death, if there is an enemy chasing you, you'd better say it in advance, so that I can be mentally prepared."

Wang Xiangyang grabbed her arm, rubbed his thumb slowly against her skin, and lowered his head to let out a light laugh.

Mo Xiaoxiao was a little inexplicable, but she didn't dare to struggle, she knew what the consequences would be if she argued with him.

"Sir, lunch is ready." The maid at the door asked respectfully, "Do you want to eat it in the past, or do you want to send it over?" ”

"Send it over."

"Yes."

Wang Xiangyang pulled the person up from the ground, and while seriously pulling up the big on her shoulder, wrapped it under her neck.

Mo Xiaoxiao met his eyes through the lenses, and had to look away, and the man turned her face back next.

"Don't look at how you can get used to it, after all, you will have to get along for a long time in the future." With that, he led the man down the porch.

The pavilion built near the water, the warm geothermal heat, the water vapor steaming.

The Japanese-style garden and tatami mats are something that only the truly wealthy can enjoy in this place where every inch of land is at a premium.

The table was placed under the porch, and the people sat facing each other.

Exquisite Japanese cuisine is served in small utensils, with a variety of ingredients and a masterful level of cooking, all of which cost a lot of manpower and material resources, and the effort is just to satisfy that one person.

"How's it taste?" Wang Xiangyang asked her: "Can you still keep your mouth shut?" ”

"It's good, I've never eaten such high-end cuisine, I can't tell the difference between good and bad."

The man was silent, and took the warm plum wine and poured a small cup for her.

"I don't drink, and I have to go to work in the afternoon."

"Drink less."

Picked up the wine cup and drank the wine, the color of the wine looked very tempting, like juice, and when I drank it, I felt hot and spicy, burning all the way down my throat, and my stomach suddenly became a little hot.

Hurriedly ate two bites of food and blocked it, and the next second saw that the man filled his wine cup again.

The wine cup was not large, and the dark red liquor was like a demonic flower in the celadon wine cup, like the face of the man like an iceberg.

Looking up at Wang Xiangyang, she picked it up again and drank it all.

This time it wasn't as abrupt as just now, but I finally tasted a little wine, but I still couldn't help coughing twice.

Wang Xiangyang glanced at her lightly, and before she put down the wine cup, he filled it for her again, without dripping or spilling.

In a general anger, he raised his head and poured the wine down, and put the wine cup on the table.

This time, Wang Xiangyang did not continue to pour wine for her, but looked at her with a little more playfulness.

Mo Xiaoxiao said: "Continue? ”

"You don't want to drink?"

"Yes."

"You don't want to drink."

Mo Xiaoxiao is really angry, since she knows that she doesn't want to drink, why do she have to force herself to drink it over and over again? Is this person a pervert? Sadism?

Wang Xiangyang poured her full of wine again, and this time he didn't wait for her to raise his hand, he took the lead in picking up the glass of wine and walked in front of her.

On her wine cup, the man took a sip: "Although this wine is good, it must be tasted carefully." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's face immediately turned red, lowered her eyes slightly, and didn't look at him.

The next second, her body was thrown to the ground, her hands were pressed on the sides of her head, and she was panicked for a moment looking at the man who was condescendingly pressing on her.

The man's body has the strength and oppression of the male, which makes her vigilant at all times.

"If you don't want to drink, you won't drink, and you won't even say no?"

Her eyes were full of cold mockery, refusal? Refusing two words in front of this man will only make him more tyrannical.

However, he is also used to being submissive, so he is also tired of his obedience.

"What do you want to hear me say?" Mo Xiaoxiao's cheeks were slightly hot, and her head was already a little dizzy: "If I said I didn't want to drink, wouldn't you force me?" ”

The man didn't squeak, and the eyes that locked on her became deeper and darker.

"Okay, I said, I don't want to drink." Mo Xiaoxiao turned his head again and looked at his wrist that was held by him: "Do I want to symbolically resist?" ”

After that, she really struggled, from the beginning of the small push gradually turned into a struggle to break free, with kicks and twists, almost roared.

The man who was kicked snorted, his face that looked a little pale today was even worse, and there was cold sweat running down his forehead.

Mo Xiaoxiao gradually gave up struggling, looked at the man's abdomen, and saw that the white clothes were gradually leaking red blood, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

She, she looks like she's wearing slippers, right? Even high heels can't just kick a hole in a person's body.

"You, your body, bleed." She pretended to be calm and said, "Really, you don't feel it? ”

The man remained expressionless, but slowly let go of her and sat up.

Seeing that he didn't make any further moves, Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly shouted outside: "Someone! Come on! ”

No one responded, and it was not known if there was no one nearby or if these people were not listening to her call.

She couldn't help but be a little anxious: "You, what's the situation?" It has nothing to do with me, right? You're bleeding! ”

Wang Xiangyang didn't make any further movements, allowing the red blood stains to expand the area and scope on his clothes.

Helpless, Mo Xiaoxiao had to lift the clothes with his own hands, and wrapped several circles of bandages around his muscular lower abdomen, and blood seeped out of the bandages.

She looked up at the person in horror, and couldn't help but recall what he had just said, what was safety, what was finding the person she was looking for, and what was ......

"You've never been so concerned about my affairs."

By the time he said it was safe, her keen sense as a journalist had sensed something.

The Wang family was mixed with the underworld in the early years, and although they later devoted themselves to bleaching their identities, the Wang family and the underworld are still inextricably linked.

There are even rumors that after Wang Xiangyang took over the Wang family's business, he took over with the organizational forces, and even planned to support the rise of the organization, which made Mo Xiaoxiao curious, so he asked more.

"I'm different from you, I'm afraid of death, if there is an enemy chasing you, you'd better say it in advance, so that I can be mentally prepared."

Wang Xiangyang grabbed her arm, rubbed his thumb slowly against her skin, and lowered his head to let out a light laugh.

Mo Xiaoxiao was a little inexplicable, but she didn't dare to struggle, she knew what the consequences would be if she argued with him.

"Sir, lunch is ready." The maid at the door asked respectfully, "Do you want to eat it in the past, or do you want to send it over?" ”

"Send it over."

"Yes."

Wang Xiangyang pulled the person up from the ground, and while seriously pulling up the big on her shoulder, wrapped it under her neck.

Mo Xiaoxiao met his eyes through the lenses, and had to look away, and the man turned her face back next.

"Don't look at how you can get used to it, after all, you will have to get along for a long time in the future." With that, he led the man down the porch.

The pavilion built near the water, the warm geothermal heat, the water vapor steaming.

The Japanese-style garden and tatami mats are something that only the truly wealthy can enjoy in this place where every inch of land is at a premium.

The table was placed under the porch, and the people sat facing each other.

Exquisite Japanese cuisine is served in small utensils, with a variety of ingredients and a masterful level of cooking, all of which cost a lot of manpower and material resources, and the effort is just to satisfy that one person.

"How's it taste?" Wang Xiangyang asked her: "Can you still keep your mouth shut?" ”

"It's good, I've never eaten such high-end cuisine, I can't tell the difference between good and bad."

The man was silent, and took the warm plum wine and poured a small cup for her.

"I don't drink, and I have to go to work in the afternoon."

"Drink less."

Picked up the wine cup and drank the wine, the color of the wine looked very tempting, like juice, and when I drank it, I felt hot and spicy, burning all the way down my throat, and my stomach suddenly became a little hot.

Hurriedly ate two bites of food and blocked it, and the next second saw that the man filled his wine cup again.

The wine cup was not large, and the dark red liquor was like a demonic flower in the celadon wine cup, like the face of the man like an iceberg.

Looking up at Wang Xiangyang, she picked it up again and drank it all.

This time it wasn't as abrupt as just now, but I finally tasted a little wine, but I still couldn't help coughing twice.

Wang Xiangyang glanced at her lightly, and before she put down the wine cup, he filled it for her again, without dripping or spilling.

In a general anger, he raised his head and poured the wine down, and put the wine cup on the table.

This time, Wang Xiangyang did not continue to pour wine for her, but looked at her with a little more playfulness.

Mo Xiaoxiao said: "Continue? ”

"You don't want to drink?"

"Yes."

"You don't want to drink."

Mo Xiaoxiao is really angry, since she knows that she doesn't want to drink, why do she have to force herself to drink it over and over again? Is this person a pervert? Sadism?

Wang Xiangyang poured her full of wine again, and this time he didn't wait for her to raise his hand, he took the lead in picking up the glass of wine and walked in front of her.

On her wine cup, the man took a sip: "Although this wine is good, it must be tasted carefully." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's face immediately turned red, lowered her eyes slightly, and didn't look at him.

The next second, her body was thrown to the ground, her hands were pressed on the sides of her head, and she was panicked for a moment looking at the man who was condescendingly pressing on her.

The man's body has the strength and oppression of the male, which makes her vigilant at all times.

"If you don't want to drink, you won't drink, and you won't even say no?"

"Okay, I said, I don't want to drink." Mo Xiaoxiao turned his head again and looked at his wrist that was held by him: "Do I want to symbolically resist?" ”