The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

In the darkness, Mu Chenyi walked in. Looking at the messy room, he frowned. He didn't expect that Yang Zizi had such a bad temper.

Strange, where is the person? There was no shadow of Yang Zizi in the small space. Mu Chenyi began to panic.

Suddenly, a shadow quickly moved behind him, holding his neck with one hand and holding a sharp knife against Mu Chenyi's Adam's apple with the other hand.

"Don't move, or I will kill you! Let me go quickly."

Mu Chenyi couldn't help but laugh. This woman might have regarded him as a human being. This little trick could hurt him.

She was afraid that she didn't come to their hell to make fun of them.

Mu Chenyi grabbed her and threw her roughly on the bed, and then he pounced on her.

Yang Zizi tried to push him away frantically, but it was no use.

"At this moment, I will make you my woman."

Mu Chenyi completely bound her and made him unable to move.

"Mu Chenyi, you are crazy!" Yang Zizi screamed heartbreakingly.

"That's right, I'm crazy. I'm crazy to fall in love with you, and I'm crazy to protect you regardless of everything." When Mu Chenyi thought of her and Lun Shengshi, the anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption.

He leaned down and wanted to kiss her lips fiercely.

Yang Zizi struggled desperately, but it was useless. Seeing Mu Chenyi's lips approaching, she dodged left and right. Seeing this, Mu Chenyi pinched her chin very roughly and lowered his head to kiss her.

There was a distance of one millimeter between the two of them, and Yang Zizi bit Mu Chenyi's ear fiercely.

"Ah, hiss, damn it!" Mu Chenyi slapped Yang Zizi in anger.

"Ah!" Yang Zizi only felt a burning pain on her face. Because Mu Chenyi's strength was too great, a lot of blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

When Mu Chenyi saw Yang Zizi's injured appearance, he instantly turned from anger to guilt and uneasiness.

He didn't mean it. He couldn't control his emotions. He couldn't let the woman he loved reject him, and couldn't let him have another man in his heart.

He would rather destroy what he couldn't get than give it to someone else.

"I'm sorry, Zizi." He tried to touch her with trembling hands, his face full of guilt and uneasiness towards her.

Yang Zizi turned away. If he wasn't in hell now, he would have slapped her back ten times.

But now he was in his territory. What if eight or ten demons rushed out and killed her in an instant?

She was very cherishing her life now!

A gentleman's revenge is never too late!

"Zizi." He was trembling all over. This was the most regrettable thing he had done in thousands of years, and it was also the only thing he felt was wrong.

"Get lost!" Yang Zizi waved his hand and pointed to the darkness.

Mu Chenyi glanced at him and left with a look back.

Yang Zizi sat up and wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Damn Mu Chenyi!

It seems that he has to find a way to leave here quickly, otherwise he might go crazy again one day.

Mu Chenyi's character is too impulsive and emotional, and he must not confront him head-on, otherwise he will suffer in the end.

Then she will take advantage of the softest part of his heart.

Then she will become a drop of water, and he will not believe that it can't extinguish the fire in his heart.

Mu Chenyi, ah Mu Chenyi, this slap must be paid back.

It's bad luck to meet her, Yang Zizi.