Chapter 2

Lin Mutong just looked at him at a loss. She didn't know whether to nod or shake her head. She was afraid of angering the dangerous man in front of her. She thought for a while and said softly: "Sir, my boyfriend and I are just traveling here, not those traded goods. I think there must be some misunderstanding. You..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Mozi Yao get up and stride towards her. She immediately kept silent and retreated step by step until she hit the bedside. She was surprised that there was no way to retreat. At the moment when she turned her head and looked, Mozi Yao bullied her and pushed her down on the bed. She suddenly pressed her body: "you say you have a boyfriend?"

The low voice revealed a little displeasure. Lin Mutong was very upset, but he still nodded and replied, "yes, I have a boyfriend, the man who just played in the challenge arena, so please let us go."

Mo ziyao's dangerous eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes looked at the tight woman under him. After half a sound, he slowly spit out a sentence: "have you done it?"

Lin Mutong didn't react and looked at him in a daze, but Mo ziyao quickly took off her pants and opened her thigh root with one hand. Lin Mutong trembled in his heart. Before he could resist, Mo ziyao's fingers had been inserted.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain under her body. She opened her eyes and grabbed his shoulder with both hands, trying to push him away: "are you crazy? Get out."

However, the figure pressed on him did not move. Mozi Yao easily fixed her hands on her head and kept observing the expression on her face. His fingers remained in his body. Sometimes he deliberately bent and rubbed back and forth, and sometimes he met a sensitive place. Lin Mutong couldn't help but sing, and his body froze in an instant.

Mo ziyao seemed very satisfied with her reaction. His fingers slowly poked in. When he touched a barrier, he stopped and suddenly pulled out and suddenly left her body. Lin Mutong was paralyzed in bed, looking at him with a little anger and shame.

Mo ziyao didn't seem to realize the anger in her eyes, but calmly took a paper towel from one side and wiped his wet fingers dry.

Lin Mutong looked at his movements and felt that his face was burning, but he seemed to be doing an ordinary thing. Even his expression was a little happy, but his cold eyes were still quiet without any desire and degradation.

"Why do you treat me like this? Even if we lose, you have no right to touch me, don't you?" Lin Mutong suddenly asked, but her slightly trembling voice still revealed her anger at the moment.

Mozi Yao seemed to be in a good mood at the moment. Seeing her like this, he was not angry. He kindly told her: "the gambling just now has nothing to do with me, but they gave you to me, so you belong to me."

After that, he turned and walked out of the door, leaving Lin Mutong sitting on the bed alone. He looked at the door closed again, his face was cold, and I don't know when, he had already burst into tears

After that night, Lin Mutong never saw Mo ziyao again. Even, she didn't know who he was.

She was taken to a villa in the middle of the mountain, which was said to be a villa, but the area was no less than that of the castle. Even Lin Mutong couldn't tell how many servants came and went on weekdays. However, she gradually learned the identity and history of the man from their mouth, saying that he was a businessman, but he occupied almost both black and white, It has become an existence that people are frightened and dare not covet. It can be said that he is involved in the underworld, but he has never been caught. Even the people in the police station have to give way to him.

Lin Mutong was secretly frightened and understood that Mozi Yao's name could almost be regarded as a legend of the free city.

However, this is not what she is most concerned about right now. All she thinks about is Zhang Yicheng who fell on the challenge arena before leaving the challenge arena. It has been nearly a week, but she hasn't heard from him at all. How can she not be anxious.

Looking at the servant walking out with a quilt, Lin Mutong quickly stopped her: "wait a minute."

"What can I do for you, miss?" the servant stopped at once and asked, looking very respectful with a slight bow of his head.

Almost all the people she met for several days had this strange attitude. Lin Mutong was not surprised. She pointed to the quilt in the servant's hand and asked, "are you going out to dry?"

The servant nodded, and then she continued to ask, "can I go out with you?"

The servant was stunned, and then replied, "Sir, you have ordered that you can walk freely in any place of the villa except the building behind you and you can't get out of the door."

"Is there anyone else living in these days besides me?"

"No, this is Mr.'s private house. No one can live in it except miss."

Lin Mutong nodded a little lost, didn't pay attention to the strangeness in her words, and walked to the yard lonely.

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In the afternoon, the car slowly drove back to the mid mountain villa. Ji Han, sitting in the front row, just hung up the phone, frowned and turned around and asked, "brother, there is chaos in the west of the city. Chen Ping, the principal, took the money and didn't know what to do. The people below are making trouble again."

Mo ziyao did not respond at all. He still closed his eyes and seemed to be refreshing. After a while, when Ji Han thought he was asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and half sleepy. He looked at Ji Han and said coldly, "I want to see Chen Ping in three days."

For a moment, Ji Hanjing replied in a low voice, "I see."

The car gradually drove into the villa. Ji Han originally wanted to say something, but there was no sound when he looked out of the window. He opened his mouth in surprise.

Mo ziyao looked along his line of sight, but narrowed slightly when he touched the shadow in the yard, and a strange emotion slowly floated in his heart. Ji Han's reaction was more direct. He looked back at Mo ziyao in disbelief: "little ear? It's really her? She's back?"

Mo ziyao glanced at him faintly and didn't speak. He just looked at Lin Mutong again with a slight warmth. He looked at her quiet side face from a distance and suddenly opened the door and went down: "second, you go back first." after that, he closed the door and went to the yard.

In fact, Lin Mutong has been empty in her eyes all the time. She has been in this strange and quiet villa for a week, but she has not even seen the shadow of Mo ziyao. She has no news about Zhang Yicheng, so she is restricted from going out. She can only immerse herself in the sun in a quiet afternoon to get rid of the mildew.