The cold chill swept over in an instant, and Mu Yueli couldn't help but shiver.

In front of him, his cold and deep pupils shot out a cold light, making people feel a sense of fear torn apart by his eyes.

Mu Yueli was timid, and hurriedly got up from the bed and ran towards the door in a panic.

Before he could take two steps, he was restrained by Mu Yan again and thrown to the big bed.

The moment Mu Yueli collapsed on the bed, a delicate jewelry box rolled down in front of her.

"Open it, put it on!" There was no emotion in his voice, as if he was just giving an order.

The messy hair fell down, Mu Yueli propped up his upper body with his elbows, squinted at the cold object, and couldn't help sneering: "Do I need so many forms for this relationship with you?" ”

Suits, ties, and watches were scattered on the carpet one by one, and Mu Yan silently approached Mu Yueli, bowed down, grabbed her shoulders with one hand, lifted her chin with the other, and forced her to look at him.

"Mu Yueli, no matter who you think in your heart or who you like, it has nothing to do with me. And you, remember clearly, you belong to me! Unless I'm dead, you won't want to run away from me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yueli only felt a pain in her lips, and Mu Yan kissed it without warning, and with a certain catharsis and anger, she gnawed her lips.

Mu Yueli woke up in shock, and his hands pressed against Mu Yan's chest in a panic, trying to push him away, but at the same time preventing him from getting closer.

Feeling her strong rejection, Mu Cheng took out one hand to clasp Mu Yueli's two wrists and pressed them on top of her head, and with the other hand unbuttoned her blouse, moving over her white skin like snow for a moment, and then moved to her back.

The restraints were easily untied, and fear instantly filled Mu Yueli's entire heart. The pain of the past is still somewhere in the body, even if it is just recalled, it will involve the shame and pain of the past.

She struggled with all her strength in a panic, and the mist slowly gathered in her eyes, condensed into droplets, and gently slid down.

Feeling the slight coolness on his arm, Mu Yan raised his head from Mu Yueli's chest.

The girl in front of her, as if she was experiencing something terrible, closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, her eyebrows frowned, twisted into pimples, and the resistance and fear in her heart were revealed.

Mu Yan's heart seemed to be hit by something, and it instantly became torn apart.

He looked at her in front of him in a daze, and couldn't help but flash the scene in his mind - in the campus, under the withered cherry blossom trees, Qiao Moze hugged her, his lips were on her forehead, and a shallow kiss was imprinted, at that time, the expression on her face was so happy, that he was obviously extremely angry, and he desperately wanted to rush up and kill that person, and he was forcing himself to endure it, because he really couldn't bear to destroy her beauty.

How long had it been since he had seen the happy expression on her face? At that moment, she was immersed in the tenderness that Qiao Moze gave her, and he, standing in the distance, quietly and patiently looked at her smile that had not appeared for a long time, and a full bitterness rose in his heart. The contents of the inner pocket of the suit, clinging to the atrium, were like a dagger, slashing at his heart one by one.

And at this moment, in the face of him, she was so reluctant? Such pain? Obviously, we are the closest people...... Mu Yan roared silently in his heart, questioning, surging anger and despair flowing freely in his body, and suddenly, he slammed his ......