Chapter 129

I thought silence would be OK, but Meng Peiyuan didn't let her go: let me guess, the dress I gave you was torn by him, so that he could put his hand in!

Bai Tong turns his head and looks at Meng Peiyuan, who is burning two fires at the bottom of his eyes: don't be dirty, just think every man is as dirty as you!

I'm dirty? Other men clean? Meng Peiyuan sneered and put his hand into Bai Tongxi's bathrobe collar. In her gasping voice, he said: I'll tell you now what a man will do to a woman whose skirt is torn!

I don't want it! Bai Tongxi's face is hot and shy, but more angry: you said you would not touch me tonight!

Meng Peiyuan's face is not a little soft hearted color: in your heart, I am not mean and shameless, you think I will tell you the credit?

Bai Tongxi's lack of cooperation completely ignited a man's desire to conquer. He simply tied her hands with a belt, then pulled open her vulnerable bathrobe

with his eyes and fingertips, Meng Peiyuan confirmed that Bai Tongxi was not occupied by other men. After that, Meng Peiyuan pulled the sheet and covered her in a mess.

He gave a kiss on her trembling lips and said with a chilling feeling: Mrs. Meng, you'd better not let other men touch your finger, or I'll let you know my anger.

Bai Tongxi hasn't recovered for a long time. Although he doesn't really possess her, the feeling of being examined all over her body still makes her tremble.

This is the difference in strength between men and women, so she had to bow.

Seeing her shaking all the time, Meng Peiyuan knew that he had scared her, but he couldn't control himself for a moment. As long as he thought about what Gong Ming might have done to her, what happened to him?

Meng Peiyuan frowned and attributed the loss of control to not wanting to lose to Gong Ming!

Time seems to have passed for a long time. When Bai Tongxi finally closed his eyes, Meng Peiyuan suddenly remembered: tomorrow I will take you back to Bai's home. You said you would send moon cakes to your father.

Bai Tongxi's eyelids moved slightly and said: "no, I've been there.

With him? Meng Peiyuan stares at the pretty face in his arms, and asks stiffly.

Half a moment of silence, when Meng Peiyuan thought that Bai Tongxi had fallen asleep, a gentle hum rang out.

Before that kind of disgusting feeling reappeared, Meng Peiyuan took a long time to suppress his anger, because no matter how angry he was, no matter how he glared at her, she could fall asleep heartlessly!

The next day.

When Meng Peiyuan wakes up, Bai Tongxi is no longer in bed. He looks at the eye wall clock and it's time to go to work.

When he got out of bed, he tripped over a soft thing on the instep of his foot. Looking down, it was the broken dress, which made him feel bad again.

Apart from Lu Sixuan, this is one of the few things he gives women, but it's the first time he's been ruined!

A resentful, he will be forced to kick the dress to the corner, out of sight for the net.

When he came to the kitchen on the first floor, Meng Peiyuan couldn't even see the shadow of breakfast, which made him feel worse.

Poor Mr. Meng, sitting in the living room with an empty stomach, is about to pick up the remote control to watch TV, but the back of his hand accidentally knocked over the box of moon cakes on the tea table.

His face is a condensation, the gift box packaging is very exquisite but strange, obviously not Taian group issued to employees of the Mid Autumn Festival benefits.

It's not from Gong Ming, is it? Hum, don't have any intention!

Before going out, Meng Peiyuan takes away the moon cake box with revenge and throws it into the garbage can that Bai Tongxi can never find again.

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in the evening, Bai Tongxi couldn't find what he wanted. Meng Peiyuan sat on the sofa calmly, watching the anxiety on her face.

The more anxious she was, the better he was.

Finally, Bai Tongxi, who had no clue at all, had to turn to the man in the family: did you see a box of moon cakes? It's Square.

Meng Peiyuan: do we have moon cakes? I didn't see it.

Bai Tong Xi bit his lip, puzzled and said: impossible. I put it on this table last night. How could it disappear out of thin air?

Meng Peiyuan sniffed, pulled the magazine on the table and read it: isn't it just a box of broken moon cakes? What's rare? If you lose it, you will lose it. As for being so anxious?

This word, completely fell into Bai Tongxi's ear, all of a sudden aroused a thousand waves, she retorted excitedly: you are wrong, that box of moon cakes is very important to me, not something that can be discarded casually!

Meng Peiyuan stood up from the sofa as if he had been stabbed in his painful foot. Sen looked at her coldly: then how do you treat the dress I gave you? It's not on the ground like garbage.

Feeling that his momentum was appalling, she could not help but soften her voice: I don't want to fight with you, just tell me, did you hide my moon cake?

Seeing that her left and right sentences were all moon cakes, he was even more upset: listen clearly, I don't have time to hide your things. If you have the ability, you can find it by yourself!Just as Meng Peiyuan turned and went upstairs, she said pitifully: Meng Peiyuan, it was Bai Jianming who sent it to her home last night. You can give it back to me.

his steps made him feel annoyed. He thought it was Gong Ming's hospitality to her!

Looking back, she looked anxious and praying lightly.

Meng Peiyuan rubs his eyebrows in distress. He threw the moon cake into the dustbin this morning. It must have been disposed of by the sanitation workers.

He simply said: I accidentally threw it away, sorry.

It seems to be his first apology.

Bai Tongxi wanted to get angry, but he was like a balloon full of air. He said sorry and easily poked an air outlet. Whoosh, his stomach was full of air.

He walked slowly to her side, his dark eyes felt guilty: Mrs. Meng, if you want to eat, I'll buy it now.

Well, although this man won't coax her with warm words, he is willing to take practical actions to make up for her. She should be satisfied, isn't she.

But she can't help wondering why he did it: it's good on the table. Why did you throw it away?

Meng Peiyuan talks nonsense: I hate its packaging.

Bai Tongxi.

So you threw it away? This is too willful!

She opened her mouth and was preparing to educate him when the mobile phone ring in Meng Peiyuan's trouser pocket suddenly stepped in.

He put up his index finger at her, motioned her not to speak for a while, and then felt out the cell phone.