Chapter 3

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

"Who sent you?" The man didn't let her go like Wen Yiyi, just repeated what he said just now.

Looking at Wen Yiyi's more and more red face, those beautiful eyes are twinkling with crystal clear tears, and the expression on his face is firm and stubborn.

Rao is mo Xiu Chen also see a Zheng, the strength of the hand immediately involuntarily become a few.

Wen Yiyi noticed that his hand was a little loose. He was very happy. When he relaxed, he quickly pushed him away and took several steps back.

Throat hot piece, Wen Yiyi covered his mouth cough a few times, or uncomfortable, tears to cough out.

She shrank in the corner of the bed, shivering all over, frightened by the momentum of the man.

Mo Xiu Chen Zheng absolute being pushed aside by her forcefully, a center of gravity is not steady, almost fall on the ground.

He frowned slightly and steadied himself. Then he calmly went to the bedside and looked down at Wen Yiyi, who was shivering. His voice was as cold as ice: "I asked for the last time, who sent you?"

His whereabouts from country a to country C are very confidential, except for his family and confidant Lu Shen, who is the partner.

His family didn't disclose his whereabouts in this way, and it's even more impossible for Lu Shen. The only possibility is that some old guys from the partner

"No, no one." Wen Yiyi shook his head and said, "there is really no future. I just happened to pass by your door. Really..."

Smell speech, Mo Xiu Chen a pair of narrow long eyes suddenly narrow up, stare at Wen Yi up and down of look, very obvious, he to Wen Yi just said of words, don't have a bit of trust.

"Just passing by my room?" Mo Xiuchen whispered.

Wen Yiyi bit his lip, hesitated and nodded.

Actually, she didn't just pass by the door of his room. She knew The legendary big man lived in 618, so she took the elevator to that floor.

But she just walked to the door of a suite, and before she reached 618, she was pulled by one hand.

She really didn't know it was his room.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her silence, thought she was acquiescent, immediately sneered, pulled the bath towel on the bed, surrounded the lower part of the body, cold eyes glanced at Wen Yiyi, who was shrinking in the corner of the bed, turned and strode away.