Chapter 661

He approached Shisheng and leaned forward——

Big palm clasped her jaw, thick palm close to her soft skin, a little force, forced her to face his line of sight.

Ji Yunan repeated with a sneer.

He automatically ignored Mu Qinghuan.

He didn't know Mu Qinghuan was in his bed last night. He only found something wrong when he woke up in the morning——

He had never slept so deeply, and he understood it after thinking about it.

Last night, he only ate the food sent by Qinghuan.

She added something to it.

The hot breath of a man is under the hood. He is close to her. His lips almost touch the tip of her delicate nose, but there is not the slightest beauty and ambiguity, only the terrifying and violent.

Even if a man is injured, his strength is greater than that of a woman. If he really wants to care with you, he can't compete with you even if he uses all his strength.

Now Shi Sheng is like this, she is buckled by Ji Yunan's jaw, can't get rid of, also can't push him.

Shi Sheng doesn't want to talk to him, and doesn't want to argue with him about this boring topic. But men are always Super persistent about this kind of thing. Ordinary men are still like this, not to mention the proud son like Ji Yunan.

See when Sheng don't speak, Ji Yunan sneered, "is also normal."

Shi Sheng was stunned by his words.

What... What?

"You..."

As soon as she said a word, Ji Yunan took her hand.

Ji Yunan was in a good mood when she looked at her blushing but helpless appearance. Even the haze that she knew she had been drugged in the morning disappeared.

He continued to tease her.

He took her hand, put it on the metal buckle of the belt and ordered, "off."

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

Her body trembled with anger.

I've never seen such a shameless hooligan.

When Sheng mercilessly stares at him, the hand is pressed by him and can't move.

The atmosphere in the room was tense, but it was not much better outside.

Tyler heard the door break, thought they were fighting again, and came quickly to try to argue.

He didn't want to meddle in this kind of business. He was just afraid that the two of them would be excited and break the wound again.

If Ji Shao's injury is no better, he really can't explain it to Chairman Ji.

However, he was stopped by the bodyguards before he came to the door, as well as Mu Qinghuan, who came with him.

She is still wearing an apron, standing there, a change before the gentle and quiet, biting white teeth, looking at the direction of Shisheng room without expression.

Without the door, the sound came out intermittently.

Their position is far away, and they can't hear clearly, but what we can know is that Shi Sheng and Ji Yunan are not fighting.

Tyler looks at Qinghuan with sympathy.

With Ji Yunan's temperament, he can tolerate a woman who makes him angry and even demolishes the door to continue to live in the villa unharmed. If this woman is not in his heart, it is impossible.

He knew that Mu Qinghuan on his side should know, but she let the bodyguard stop her.

Mu Qinghuan stood outside with a calm face, not relying on her relationship with Ji Yunan. This forbearance is not what ordinary women can do.

It's a good woman. I met Ji Shao, a rich second generation who regarded women as playthings.

See her eyes slightly red, he can't bear to comfort: "Miss mu, you don't sad, maybe just when the Secretary annoyed Ji Shao, will be like this."

He felt guilty when he said this, and did not dare to look into Mu Qinghuan's eyes.

"Thank you."

Mu Qinghuan lowered his head, pursed his lower lip, suppressed his anger and turned to the kitchen.

In the pot, there is still soup.

She stirred it with a spoon and tears fell from her eyes.

One drop, two drops

Gradually more and more.

After breakfast is served on the table, Ji Yunan comes out of Shisheng's room and orders the bodyguard to clean up

Tyler hurried forward to look at his wound. Seeing that it didn't crack, she was relieved. "My God, fortunately, fortunately."

Ji Yunan walks straight to the restaurant.

Seeing him, Mu Qinghuan sniffed and put the chopsticks one by one, "Yunan, have a meal."

“……”

Ji Yunan stares at her and says nothing.

Mu Qinghuan was so worried that his hand trembled slightly, pretending to be calm: "what's the matter?"