Lucky to Have You Till the End

"Tang Xinyan, I think you should understand that I came back with my wife, not as a display!" He looked at her deeply, his handsome face was gloomy and warm, "Since you have become my wife, I am born. The people of Chi Wei, death is also my ghost Mo Chi!"

Tang Xinyan and Mo Chiwei have not been in contact for a long time. In her concept, he is a man of incomprehensibility and introspection. It is rare to see him angry like today. Although his complexion is not hideous, his coldness and sternness are invisible. Majesty makes people shudder.

"But I don't want to do it!" Tang Xinyan yelled angrily, "You are a human being or not, what I don't want to do, you can't force me!"

"Bird?" He sneered, his eyes dull, looking cold and dangerous, "Tang Xinyan, who I wanted to give you time, was the first to offend me!"

He was fresh with a faint smell of tobacco, and he came again. Her crimson lips were severely grabbed.

He was close to her, she couldn't move at all.

His kiss came violently, like a tide, to sweep her away.

Tang Xinyan couldn't avoid or push him away, her body stretched into a bow that stretched to the extreme.

Mo Chiwei's whole body was filled with a gloomy aura. He pulled the bathrobe away from her with a big palm and wandered freely. Tang Xinyan paled with fright. He was almost taken over by the police at the police station that night, and yesterday. A scene from Fu Sichen's strong late night came to mind.

The fear in my heart continued to expand, and the whole person shuddered like a chaff.

A cold liquid fell, and the man buried in her pink neck slowly raised his head.

Seeing her tears, her fear, her resistance, her disgust, his eyes changed again and again.

The thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line, and there was a suffocating coldness in the silent room.

Tang Xinyan opened her eyes, but she seemed to have lost consciousness, completely immersed in the world that scared her.

Mo Chiwei's slender palm slowly touched her slender waist, and she trembled even more as if being stimulated.

Jian's eyebrows frowned, he stopped forcing it down, touched the bathrobe belt with his fingertips, and retired her.

Coming down from her, he stood by the bed, his three-dimensional features were covered with a layer of frost, and his dark and deep eyes were filled with the hostility of the yin, "I can respect you, give you time, and can also spoil you," But it doesn’t mean I don’t have a temper. If you get entangled with your ex-husband or other men, don’t blame me for doing crazy things!"

Tang Xinyan curled up tightly with her slender and trembling body, not knowing whether she heard him or not.

Mo Chiwei stood by the bed, his face was tight, his eyes were dark, and a layer of sweat was still perspiring on his forehead, **** and dangerous.

A minute later, he turned and left without looking at her again.

...

Going back to the bedroom and changing into dark clothes, Mo Chiwei left the apartment.

Opening the door, I saw Ye Ran who was about to ring the doorbell.

With the breakfast in her hand, Ye Ran saw the door suddenly looked, and there was still handsome Mo Chi Wei standing at the door, and her heartbeat accelerated sharply.

Taking a deep breath, she said softly, "Mr. Mo, are you going out?"

Mo Chiwei's deep eyes still seeped with boundless coldness, his bleak gaze did not stay on Ye Ran for a second, "Get out of the way!"

Ye Ran looked cold and ruthless, and his chest sank.

But she didn't show it on her face, her beautiful face was raised slightly, and she showed a sweet smile, "Mr. Mo, did you have breakfast? I brought breakfast with Xin Yan. The portion is quite large, if you didn't eat it. Let’s eat together!"