Chapter 3 (1/2)
Mo Xiuchen's lips were full of laughter. He held her soft little hand in the palm of his hand. He leaned over and pasted the thin lip flap on her ear. His voice was low: ”don't you? That's not what you said last night
Wen Yiyi blushed with shame. She looked down and denied, ”I didn't!”
”No?” The man raised his lips, glanced at her red face, and flashed a chill at the bottom of his eyes. Long fingers caress her beautiful face, fingertips slide slightly.
Wen Yiyi realized what he was going to do and struggled even harder.
”You let me go...”
Her little strength was insignificant in front of him.
But his hand went on.
Seems to know how to struggle, also can't escape his palm, wenyiyi slowly stopped struggling.
She was pressed under him, and her beautiful eyes closed tightly. Her long and curly eyelashes trembled and covered her fear.
But That has been shaking the body, or sold her.
Mo Xiuchen lowered her eyes and put all her fear into her eyes. His slender white fingers came to her chest
Just when Wen Yiyi thought that the man in front of her would do something to herself, her white neck was suddenly pinched with both hands!
One second, the air is still full of ambiguity, and the next second is washed away by the cold air emitted by men.
Wen Yiyi was stunned for a while. Before he could react to the change, he heard the man's cold voice ringing in his ears like ice on a winter night: ”say! Who sent you? ”
”Ah...!” Wen Yiyi reacts and suddenly screams. She looks at the cold face of the man above her head and feels that her hand pinching her neck is getting harder and harder.
Wen Yiyi's face turned red. She couldn't help shaking her head. Her voice was intermittent: ”no Cough No one sent me. Let me go first. I'm almost out of breath... ”
Her breathing, with his hard hand, became rapid and difficult.
His head was dizzy. Wen Yiyi held his hand and repeated, ”let me go, let me go...”
She can't be strangled here by him. Her mother is still waiting for her to get money for treatment. She can't die Can't die