There was a loud bang, and the sound of the door being kicked open made Shen Yimo on the bed wake up a little from his daze, facing this strange room, he was very panicked, and wanted to get up, but found that a strange man was about to press on him.

Although she couldn't see the man's face clearly, she knew that it was not her fiancé, and pushed hard with her hands on his chest, shouting, "Who are you?" Go away. "

Shen Yimo got up and fled towards the door in embarrassment, and behind him, Xie Mochen just walked over unhurriedly and said lazily: "Out of this door, don't regret it."

But the little woman, as if she hadn't heard, snatched the door without looking back, and saw her fiancé around the corner. Chen Lan saw her running out in embarrassment, and hurriedly greeted her, a little anxious: "Why did you come out?"

"Is that you? Did you drug me? Why? I love you so much, why do you do this to me? ”

Almost roared, Xie Mochen in the room lit a cigarette, looking like he was watching a good show, waiting at the door.

Chen Lan hurriedly covered her mouth, a little impatient, "Didn't you keep saying that you love me?" My company is about to go bankrupt, you just need to sleep with him for one night, and the crisis will be resolved. Shen Yimo, why do you think Lao Tzu won't touch you for three years? It's for today. ”

After speaking, he dragged her hand back, and when he saw Xie Mochen with a gloomy face, Chen Lan immediately changed to a flattering face, pushed her into Xie Mochen's arms, nodded and closed the door.

Seeing the door closed, Shen Yimo's heart seemed to have cracked, as if a cold wind had poured in, holding back the tears in her eyes, and couldn't help sneering and ironic.

Oh, that's ridiculous!

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her heart was suffocating. Seeing her crying so sadly, Xie Mochen felt a little interesting and picked her up.

Shen Yimo's eyes widened in fright, and she struggled hard, shouting, "You let go of me!" Put me down! ”

But the man turned a blind eye, and while struggling, his hand touched the glass on the table, and with a crisp sound, Shen Yimo jumped off him, quickly picked up a sharp glass shard and pointed it at him, yelling: "Don't come here!" I'll kill you if you come back again, and you'll be doomed!" ”

Looking at the little woman in front of her, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, but she stared at him sharply and vigilantly.

Like, too similar, these eyes, this appearance, and that person seem to be carved out of the same mold.

A trace of gloom flashed in Xie Mochen's eyes, as if he was looking at another person through her, and suddenly strode forward, holding her hand holding the edges and corners of the glass hard, and the back of his hand was scratched, and blood overflowed.

His grim face sank, his cold eyes stared straight at her, pressed the edges of the glass against his chest, and said in a dull voice: "You come! Didn't you always want to kill me? ”

Shen Yimo was frightened by his appearance.

This man is simply a madman!

Her hands were trembling, her body was leaning back, she didn't dare, she didn't want to kill, she just wanted to scare him.

His wrist was grabbed by that big hand, and Xie Mochen sneered: "Scared? Oh, don't be afraid, if you kill me, I will tell them before I die, and no one is allowed to touch you. Come on, kill you! ”

There was a slight anger in his cold eyes, but he took this little woman for her.

Shen Yimo trembled with fright, felt that his big hand was loosened a little, and quickly let go of his hand and stepped back, and the glass shards fell to the ground.

There was no pain, and the medicinal properties in her body came up, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled on her forehead, dripping from her jaw to her collarbone.

Xie Mochen only felt a dry mouth, and suddenly went over to pick her up and went straight into the bathroom.

Shen Yimo was thrown into the bathtub, struggled to get up, and looked at him with flustered little eyes.

"Ahh What are you doing? ”

A chill hit his back, and the frightened Shen Yimo shouted: "Don't! Please, let me go? ”

Leave her alone?

Xie Mochen flipped her over and looked at this little pink face, with begging and panic in those beautiful eyes, but there was no trace of pity......

Half an hour later!

She's not clean anymore!

Shen Yimo turned on the faucet and rubbed her body vigorously, her hot skin was red. The tears on her face merged with water, and she couldn't cry in front of this demon, that would only make her look more humble.

Suddenly, Xie Mochen snatched the bath ball from her hand, turned off the water, pulled her up, and imprisoned her against the wall. The cold face was a little angry, two slender fingers clamped her jaw hard, and her thin lips pursed slightly: "You dare to think Lao Tzu is dirty?" Well? ”