C7 (1/2)

This set of clothes could not be worn out no matter what. Ye Mo's gaze swept around and landed on the only suit on the cabinet not far away.

This was the first time that Xiao Meng Han couldn't control herself because of a woman.

Xiao Meng Han gritted her teeth. She might have rushed out to viciously deal with that culprit and that little girl, but she couldn't. It was enough that the Xiao family's pain had reached her.

With a bitter smile, he turned on the cold water to its maximum. Droplets of water kept dripping down his hair, but the pain from the swelling did not lessen in the slightest.

”Damn.” Cursing in a low voice, Ji Hao clenched his hand into a fist and smashed it hard against the wall. Dark red blood stained the pure white tiles. His handsome and impeccable facial features had some kind of struggle that could cause pain to one's heart.

In this world, any man could have a reason to enjoy the love of a man and a woman, and could sow the seeds of having children to his heart's content.

Only he, Xiao Meng Han, could. He knew better than anyone that this was a ferocious beast's name. If he opened the floodgates to release the flood, the result would not be something he didn't want to see.

The sound of water suddenly stopped, and the bathroom door opened. Xiao Meng Han walked out with large strides, her deep eyes looking at the empty bed with a dangerous glint.

The ice box had disappeared. Apparently, it had been taken away by a little woman while she was gone.

Xiao Meng Han suddenly laughed, her magnetic voice resonating in the room. Her loud laugh seemed to be filled with joy and amusement.

But soon, Xiao Meng Han's laughter became a gnashing of teeth. The suit that he was going to change into was gone from the cabinet and was replaced by an exploding wig. Xiao Meng Han's eyes had a storm that she couldn't control, and he actually made a mistake.

His hand clenched into a fist. That woman actually stole his clothes?