……

Jiang Yansheng's slap is no different from whipping a man's dignity.

She hit so hard that her fingertips were trembling.

Huo Xiumo furrowed his brows, and a cold aura suddenly filled his eyes, as if he was suppressing some anger, and his big hand grabbed her slender wrist, and the look on his face was particularly terrifying: "Jiang Yansheng." ”

"If you have the ability, strangle me."

Jiang Yansheng's temper was also provoked, his eyes were very red, and he stared at him not to be outdone.

The Wen existence who hugged each other in the same bed last night was long gone, and the more she repeatedly showed weakness, the more he had to torture her to death.

The atmosphere in the master bedroom was deadlocked, and no one was to be outdone.

In the end, Huo Xiumo overflowed with a cold smile, and with a vengeance, the slender hand forcibly pressed the person into the quilt, and in this way, his slender and powerful fingers clasped her neck, slid down, and reached into the bathrobe clothes.

Jiang Yan screamed in pain, and he rubbed his chest fiercely.

"Bastard."

Huo Xiumo's words and deeds were full of violent tendencies, eager to kill her on this bed, her thin hot lips also crushed her ears, and she exhaled hot: "Jiang Yansheng, if you dare to hit me in the face again, I will pinch you to death." ”

He bit the words very hard, and held the soft piece in the palm of his hand and refused to let go.

Jiang Yansheng's body trembled in pain, his hair was messy, and he kept reaching out to beat the man's strong chest, and as a result, he was pressed and kissed deeply.

She didn't want to, so Huo Xiumo wanted to pry her lips open and push her long tongue in.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes were full of tears, slightly closed, his choked voice overflowed lowly, his palms pulled his shirt, he couldn't breathe, and he was finally let go.

Huo Xiumo's neat shirt was almost torn, revealing the muscles of his chest, and there were hideous scars on it, even at the mouth of his heart.

This made Jiang Yansheng stunned for a moment, and he didn't cry for half a sound.

Huo Xiumo didn't care, he pulled his neckline, and got dressed in three or two clicks, the face of his handsome face was still heavy with emotions, but the anger around him was a lot more restrained.

He left the master bedroom, leaving her alone.

Jiang Yansheng got up in embarrassment, ripped off the bathrobe and saw that the white skin on his chest was full of finger prints left when he pinched it.

was angry and angry, so Jiang Yansheng didn't get out of the master bedroom for a long time.

……

It's almost ten o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Yansheng washed it from beginning to end in the bathroom, not even letting go of her hair, there were no clothes for her here, so she had to pick out a Huo Xiumo shirt from the wardrobe, fortunately, the villa was heated, even if she was bare-legged, she didn't feel cold.

Walking down the stairs, Jiang Yansheng saw in front of a white wall from a distance, standing in front of a white wall, his little fat hand holding a paintbrush, twisting his ass and scratching the wall.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yansheng knew that in front of the child, he couldn't see what was on the graffiti wall.

Xiao Mo looked up at his mother and grinned: "I'm writing and drawing." ”

Jiang Yansheng's eyes swept around the walls of the living room, including the surface of the cabinet, which were all very abstract paintings scribbled by the child with watercolor pens.

"Where's your daddy?"

Jiang Yansheng saw that he was continuing to graffiti again, and the villa was extremely empty, so he asked.

The little guy didn't look back and said, "Of course Daddy is going to work to earn money to raise his son, Mom, you accompany me, Daddy will come back in the evening." ”

As soon as she heard that Huo Xiumo was gone, Jiang Yansheng was actually relieved in her heart, she took advantage of the fact that it was time to leave.

Before the words were spoken, the back of Xiao Moshen's head was as if he could see Jiang Yansheng's expression, and his milky voice reminded him first: "Mom, don't want to leave, Daddy let the bodyguard uncle look at you." ”

“……”

Jiang Yansheng calmed down for a few seconds and asked, "What do you mean by daddy?" ”

Xiao Moshen said: "Dad said, Mom will always be with me." ”

He was unprecedentedly paranoid about this, and turned to Jiang Yansheng and continued: "Other children are accompanied by their mothers, and I want them too." ”

Jiang Yansheng didn't expect Huo Xiumo to use the child to restrain her, her temples ached, and she walked towards the door with a cold expression, and sure enough, she couldn't even open the door.

Huo Xiumo is real, and he is going to trap her in this villa.

Xiao Moshen was still playing graffiti in front of the white wall, and he didn't care about the color of the watercolor pen dyed on his little hands, he played with him, Jiang Yansheng sat on the sofa alone and sulked.

It was almost noon when a nanny came over to cook.

During this time, the villa was empty, just her and the child.

After Jiang Yansheng waited for the little guy to eat and drink, he began to coax his son: "Mom will take you to Uncle Jinqiao, okay?" ”

Xiao Mo's eyes were deep, and he drifted to the miserable graffiti in the living room and said, "I haven't finished painting yet." ”

"Mom will help you draw, huh?"

Jiang Yansheng lowered his head and kissed the child's face, and his voice was extremely gentle: "Uncle Jinqiao's house, there are many such walls, which can make you paint for a long time." ”

Xiao Mo thought about it, he tilted his head and said, "Then you go to the study and call Daddy, the study password is my birthday." ”

"Okay." Jiang Yansheng easily got the little guy and turned around and went upstairs.

Xiao Moshen waited for his mother's figure to be out of sight, picked up his paintbrush again, and continued to run to the wall to doodle.

Upstairs.

Jiang Yansheng found Huo Xiumo's study, and the picture of being pressed in it by him after spending an afternoon here last night is still lingering.

Naturally, it was impossible for her to call Huo Xiumo to ask her, but she wanted to find a landline and call Jiang Jinqiao.

There was a combination lock in the study, and she entered the child's birthday and successfully opened the door.

The inside has been cleaned up, and there is no sign that there has been a fierce affair between men and women, Jiang Yansheng looked at the desk and walked over.

Huo Xiumo obviously had some important confidential documents here, she looked for them, there was no landline on the desk, so she went to open the drawer.

In a drawer in the bottom corner, after Jiang Yansheng opened it, the white medicine bottle fell out and rolled on the floor.

With a vague look in her eyes, she walked over and picked it up with her white hand.

Although Jiang Yansheng had taken a lot of medicines, most of them were antidepressants, but she didn't know the names of the drugs on them, she twisted her eyebrows, and her breathing was inexplicably slower.

The study room here is used by Huo Xiumo.

Pulling out a medicine bottle from his drawer, Jiang Yansheng was vaguely suffocated.

Outside the study, Xiao Moshen's footsteps came: "Mom." ”

Jiang Yansheng subconsciously threw the medicine bottle back into the drawer, and after closing it, he stood in front of the desk casually, smiling and watching the child run in lively.

Xiao Mo shouted to his mother, very cute: "Daddy just called and said that he would come back in the afternoon and take us out." ”

Jiang Yansheng: "......"

"Mom, are you happy?"

Xiao Moshen went up and hugged her legs, looked up at her little face and said, "I'm happy." ”