The man pulled Mu Xiyuan on one side and walked out of the suite without looking back.

"Brother Han Feng, don't run, wait for me!" Leng Rumo was wearing high heels, and after throwing himself into the air, he almost fell, turned around and chased him out, and Han Feng's figure was gone.

"Han Feng, where are we going?" Mu Xiyuan didn't expect that Han Feng would leave Leng Rumo and take him away, and there was a trace of excitement in his heart.

"Take you to remove the bandages on your legs! Then get out of here and go out and play, do you want to play? Excitement flowed from Han Feng's eyebrows, revealing his white teeth and looking good.

Mu Xiyuan kept looking at his mouth, and he didn't even know when he reached the elevator door, when Han Feng grabbed her, she couldn't control her steps and crashed into his arms.

There were only two people in the elevator, he was a head taller than her, the warm breath sprinkled on her neck, and the air was full of ambiguity.

"Do you really want me to be your fiancée?" She broke the silence and finally asked the question in her mind.

The man's eyes narrowed as he looked at her, and his face darkened: "You think it's fake?" Well? ”

She could hear a little anger in the man's voice. "Well, I know, two years, what was written in the agreement, I almost forgot." As if she had suddenly come to her senses, she lifted her forehead, as if she was laughing at herself for being stupid.

The man's face suddenly became gloomy, and the elevator suddenly became cold.

Mu Xiyuan shuddered for a moment, looked up at the red words above the elevator, and wished that the elevator door would open immediately.

With a ding, the elevator door opened, Mu Xiyuan's direct feet suddenly left the ground, and with an exclamation, Han Feng had picked her up, got out of the elevator and entered a VIP air-conditioned room, threw her on the bed, and said coldly: "The doctor will come over in a while!" After speaking, he walked to the balcony, and Mu Xiyuan only saw a sneer on his side face of the fascinated man.

Hey? What do you look at with this expression? Mu Xiyuan got out of bed, went out of the balcony, followed his gaze, and found that Leng Rumo was holding a satchel and hurriedly walked to a taxi parked at the entrance of the hospital.

She suddenly felt that the man had changed a little bit, and when she handed out the tissues in the morning, she was still gentle and uncle-like, and now she had the original form of a demon.

She touched her waist, which was thrown away, pursed her mouth, and asked timidly, "Are you angry?" Do you want me to call Miss Leng back? ”

Hearing her voice, the man turned around, and like an iceberg suddenly collapsing head-on, she couldn't help but take two steps back.

"You like her?" The man spoke coldly with a hint of sarcasm and disdain.

"Damn! Isn't it that you like her? She's coming back to you! Haven't you made an appointment...... Hmm...... "The man's tall body turned into the darkness in her eyes, and in the next second, her waist was wrapped around her arms and fell into his arms, her mouth was gagged, the man was very angry, and a trace of bloodshot spread between their lips and teeth.

The woman's lips were broken, and the man's lips were stained with a trace of blood, making them even more bewitching and bloodthirsty.

"Something's been promised!" The man's sinister voice rang in his ears.

The woman was silent, and wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand, and the blood was dazzlingly red.

Seeing the man turn around and walk into the house, she suddenly felt a sour nose, feeling like a chess piece in someone else's hand, like duckweed.

She looked at the traffic on the street downstairs, and really wished that the person who got into the taxi just now was her, not Leng Rumo.

Everyone has their own destiny, and she may not be suitable to live here.

She stomped her foot irritably, turned to leave, but her hand was grabbed by the man.