Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

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Long Xiluo wanted to stop him, but in the end he didn't speak. The servant came over and made a gesture to her, "Miss Long, please follow me."

Long Xiluo had to leave with his servant first.

She was taken to a room where Long Xiluo recognized, still the maid's room she had lived in before.

She doesn't care where she lives. What she cares about is when exactly does Si Moyan plan to see herself?

Long Xiluo took out his mobile phone and made the call directly, but no one answered.

She smashed the phone angrily, but thinking of the purpose of her trip, she could only bear it.

Si Moyan this ungrateful bastard!

Long Xiluo was also really tired. She got up and went to the bathroom to take a bath. After putting on clean and comfortable clothes, she was lying on the bed. Maybe she was too tired and she fell asleep.

She had a dream. She dreamed of drowning. She wanted to call for help, but there was water in her mouth. The feeling of suffocation made her feel fear. She opened her eyes sharply, and met her dark eyes. !!

And she felt suffocated because her mouth was blocked by this man, and his tongue was still looting in her mouth ...

Long Xiluo immediately pushed the man in front of him, but the tentacles were a smooth feeling.

"Not wanting to save your son?" Si Moyan's lips kissed the corners of her lips, his voice indifferently questioned.

In a word, Long Xilu lost all her strength, her hands softened and slowly fell down ...

"you……"

She only spoke a word, and her lips were again severely blocked by him.

Long Xiluo could feel his anger and arrogantly scattered on her body, she felt asphyxiation, body pain, but less than one hundred thousandth of the good heartache.

Every time he sent a fierce plunder, it was like a knife, piercing her heart fiercely.

She lay there in a embarrassing posture, mechanically bearing the man behind her, tears never stopped for a moment, wet the sheets ...

At the end, she felt convulsions, and Si Moyan pulled away mercilessly. She fell there embarrassedly hugging the quilt, and the pain in her heart was beyond the load.

She didn't know why she hurt so much, was she disappointed? Is it sad? Or something else spread in her heart, she didn't understand.

Si Moyan took a bathrobe and wore it on his body, without a trace of nostalgia, he walked towards the door.

"Wait!" Long Xi called out and stopped him.

Sima Yan paused, but didn't look back.

"That ... you already got what you want, when can you save my son?" Long Xi asked with a dumb throat.

"Oh ~ Do you think it was the last time I did? You are too naive!" Sima Yan finished, opened the door to leave, and threw the door very loudly.

Long Xiluo was buzzing with the trembling ears. She was in a hurry. This would not work. What else did he want?

His legs were numb, and she lowered her head and looked at it, and the roots of the legs were bruised, this beast!

Long Xiluo took the cloth strips of the clothes still hanging on her body. She got up and went to find another one. After taking a shower in the bathroom, she changed out and went out.

When she was about to reach the living room, she heard a voice in the living room, and she leaned against the wall.

She heard the voice of his fiancee. Long Xiluo was unbelievable. His fiancee was still there, and he dared to run into his room to mess around!