Chapter 292

Words fall, Su Mo Han then pull the trigger, look is indifferent.

He seldom kills by himself, but today, he wants to let everyone understand that there is only one woman who dares to covet him!

"No!"

At that moment, ye Fei suddenly rushed up and hugged him tightly behind him.

Su Mo Han's hand trembled slightly, and a touch of anger flashed in his eyes.

Is she reluctant?

She still can't give up after all, isn't she!

Su Mo looks at the embarrassed Li Mingwei on the ground coldly. He really doesn't understand where such a weak and incompetent man is worth her nostalgia.

At the thought that they had been childhood sweethearts, and that he coveted her, he would like to die at once. He had never been so eager to die alone!

"Don't kill him." Ye Fei pressed his back and opened her mouth gently, with a touch of begging in her voice.

Su Mo Han slowly drooped his eyes, but his trembling fingers failed to pull the trigger. His arm hung slowly on his side, standing in place, silent.

Leaf imperial concubine gently relaxed a breath, soft soft way: "thank you."

Su Mohan's eyes flashed a touch of bitterness. He never thought that he would have today. He would change his mind because of a woman's request. Even though he was extremely angry and sad at the moment, he did not dare to push the woman behind him as usual, because he was afraid that he would lose him forever.

For a time, Su Mohan stood there for a long time. Staring at Li Mingwei, who was in a mess on the ground, he said coldly, "there will be no one to save you next time."

Li Mingwei looked at Su Mo Han with fear in his eyes and explained in a flustered way: "I dare not, I will not dare again, I will never entangle Ye Fei again..."

Su Mo Han takes back his eyes, turns around and plans to leave. From beginning to end, he never looks at Ye Fei.

Ye Fei watched him stride away, gritted her teeth, ran after her, and firmly grasped his big hand: "don't leave me behind."

Su Mo Han's eyelashes blinked slightly, and noticed the softness of his palm. After a while, he finally tightened up slowly, holding tightly the little hand of Ye Fei and could not break free.

Ye Fei walks out of the restaurant with Su Mohan. Outside the castle is a black Rolls Royce. Several big men in black keep it airtight, and even a fly can't fly in within hundreds of meters.

After sitting steadily, Su Mo Han starts the car directly and drives to the highest speed, but he is silent all the time.

Chu Zheng didn't follow him. He stayed in the castle to deal with the matter. While ye Fei had to grab the handrail of the car, she looked at Su Mohan quietly.

He always tightly pursed his lips, frowned slightly, with a bit of irritability, when in traffic jam, he would constantly honk the horn, like a child with a bad temper.

It was not until a few minutes later that the car was blocked again that he had to stop it.

Ye feisong opened the armrest and leaned slightly to let his sight see himself.

Su Mo Han just quickly glanced at her, then did not look at her, but has been staring at the traffic congestion in front of her completely.

Ye Fei raised eyebrows, sat up straight, but stretched out her hands to drag his face, let him face himself: "how do not look at me."

Su Mo coldly swept her one eye, took away her hand, eyes still fell on the car in front of the rear, also did not know what he was looking at.