Yuhan's body stiffened slightly, his brain went blank, and his body was held in the man's arms in an extremely twisted way.

The man's smell was mixed with the smell of wine, which made Yuhan's eyebrows wrinkle together.

"Mo Qingjue, you let me go!" Yuhan was furious, she shouldn't have cared about him just now, she should have turned around and left immediately.

She remembered one thing before, Mo Qingjue was very good to her when she was a freshman, and sometimes she narcissistically thought that he liked her.

It is the youth, for a girl, a handsome guy silently likes herself, it is impossible to say that he is not tempted at all.

For Mo Qingjue, she couldn't say the specific feelings, maybe this is above friendship, and love is not enough.

She thought that their relationship would always be like this, with a little bit of ambiguity without lust, and she even narcissistically thought that they would be together.

It was the white moonlight in her green years, the big boy she had secretly entangled.

He is athletic, sometimes ruffian, sometimes stupid, sometimes refreshing and refreshing to make her envious, and when he is serious about protecting her, she is heartbroken.

Until one day, he suddenly became Chi Qinran's boyfriend.

Chi Qinran pulled him and said with a shy: "Let me introduce you to you, this is my boyfriend." ”

Want her to introduce?

If it weren't for herself, how would they know each other and be introduced by her?

Yuhan's heart was empty for a while, she knew that Mo Qingjue was not her own, but she just felt that her things should not be snatched away.

Why did he suddenly become Qin Ran's boyfriend, without any warning.

Fortunately, it's just friendship, love is not full, and after laughing, congratulations buddy.

When she was young, every girl had a prince in her heart, maybe he was not good enough, not handsome enough, but he was that kind of person, just because at a certain moment, not sooner or later, he entered his heart.

But that ignorant feeling is not love, nor friendship, but the heartbeat in between, the white moonlight in the heart.

Unattainable, heart-warming but not impulsive.

Yuhan's right wrist was suddenly tightened vigorously, and she woke up in an instant, she was actually distracted.

"Mo Qingjue, hurry up and let me go, or ......"

The man suddenly raised his head slightly, his misty eyes were filled with a deep infatuation, his distant and deep eyes were full of her shadow, and Yuhan's heartbeat suddenly beat faster.

That half a familiar face......

Yuhan struggled violently, her little face was full of panic, but no matter how she struggled, it was useless, her three-legged cat's kung fu was okay to deal with ordinary gangsters, but in front of a taekwondo black belt, even if she was drunk, she was powerless to resist.

The first time I was so annoyed, why didn't she train well, if she increased her training efforts, like Qingshi and them, maybe she would ...... now

She has long been accustomed to the poignant blood flowers of her lively life, just like four years ago.

The moment he lifted it just now, she saw the second ancestor from four years ago, even if it was only half of his face.

No matter how kind a person is, she has an evil side in her heart, especially when she encounters danger, not to mention that she Shangguan Yuhan has never been a good lord.

She thought that if he hadn't died, he would definitely take revenge, and she would have been miserable. And the Great Demon King will definitely not help her, she can only become an outcast.

She thought, if he really didn't die four years ago, shouldn't he live with his tail between his legs? It's obviously his fault, she's just defending herself, and she's never to blame her.

Four years ago she could, and four years later she could.

Four years ago was her nightmare, and she couldn't be calm. If impulse is the devil, she has become a demon, the scale of the rebellion that no one could touch four years ago.

If she could have killed him four years ago, she could do the same four years later.

Yuhan's brain was blank, his eyes rolled stiffly, he glanced at the wine bottle on the coffee table, and tried to pull out his left hand, about to reach the wine bottle and smash this guy to death.

"Don't go." The man's low voice was lonely, helpless and reluctant, which suddenly disturbed Yuhan's consciousness and slowly sobered up.

Yes, yes, is he?

Not that ruffian?

Some familiar sounds hit my ears, and the shock was unbelievable.

Yuhan was already tightly held in his arms, and she couldn't care so much, so she went directly to break his head with her left hand, she wanted to see who he was.

The first time they met at the airport, he wore sunglasses, and the moment she took them off, she looked a little dazed.

The second time they met was at the Forgetchu Drinking Party, but at that time she suddenly lost her sight and did not see him.

This time, she had to see what she said, and she had to know if he was the one who was going to rape her in the first place.

Even if she killed him with her own hands, she couldn't get rid of the hatred in her heart.

If it weren't for him, how could she have fallen into such a place, if it wasn't for him, how could she be saved by the Great Demon King, and she couldn't help herself anymore.

Yuhan struggled to lift the man's chin, but the man opened it, but clasped her hands behind her back, and one was unstable, and fell on the sofa with Yuhan.

Now it's okay, his hands are held down by him, he can't even move his legs, and he is crushed to death.

The man still hugged her tightly, but his head was just buried between her neck, and only one head could be seen, and his snort was full of the smell of men and the strong smell of wine.

Yuhan's nervous face turned white, thinking that he was going to do something.

Fortunately, he was indeed drunk, and the head buried in the neck remained motionless, as if he was asleep.

This time, Yuhan didn't dare to move him again, she just moved his chin just now, and the end was so miserable, if she moved him again, I don't know what would happen.

Yuhan calmed down quietly, calm and calm, she had to be calm, anyway, he was a drunkard, and he couldn't do anything to her.

It's just that this posture is awkward to death, the man's breathing is very steady, and the exhaled breath is gently blowing on her neck, there is a bit of itchy feeling, and the pores on her neck can't help but curl up.

Yuhan felt a little cowardly, and didn't want to look at him carefully, regardless of whether he was the "dead man" or not, he just wanted to hurry up, such a posture was really easy to wipe the gun off, okay!

This feeling is different from when she was at the first party, there is still a certain distance from the sofa, not to mention that she can't see it.

But now that he was crawling on top of her, the man who was firmly bound was at zero distance from her, and even the sound of each other's heartbeats could be heard.

I can only try to pull my hands, my hands can't move, and everything is in vain.

Xu was about to withdraw her hand, and the man clenched it tighter and tighter, and roared unhappily: "Don't make any noise." ”

This time, I heard it very clearly, and sure enough, it was his voice, and at the airport, he was such a timbre.

Yuhan naturally knew that he would change his voice and make a voice similar to that of two people, but now that he was drunk, he must be speaking in his own voice.

However, it is basically certain that he is Mo Chuhao, and it is not certain whether he is the person he was four years ago, after all, they are so similar.

"Now that you're talking, it's time to wake up, what is your purpose?"

“……”

"Mr. Mo, I don't know if you're really drunk or fake, but please let me go, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." Yuhan's eyes lit up, and she retrieved her voice, thin and cold, with an obvious threat.