"You forced me!"

With the words of Mo yanjue gnashing his teeth, Mu Qiqi has been put on the soft bed.

Under the body is the soft quilt, but it seems to be covered with thorns in her, which makes her uncomfortable.

The tall shadow shrouded her. She held out her hands in fear and pressed them against his chest.

Her lips trembled, and she begged for forgiveness in a low voice: "Mo yanjue, don't... don't"

before she finished speaking, the aggressive and ferocious kiss blocked her lips.

She shook her head desperately, struggled and tried to push him away.

But the power gap between men and women is too great. She is not the opponent of Mo yanjue at all. In addition, he is angry and doesn't care. It's like he has changed a person. Muqiqi is afraid, even more afraid of his hands and feet.

Time did not know how long, in Muqiqi has been desperate, Mo yanjue released her.

He put his hands on both sides of his body and looked down at her.

The eyes were burning with fury, and the serious look was even more frightening.

Muqiqi shrunk and looked at him shivering.

"You... You get up."

"No matter when or what happens, you must tell me. How many times should I tell you this? Do you want me to find a tattoo master tomorrow to tattoo your arm, so that you can always remember! " Mo yanjue opened his mouth coldly, which was a little iron but not rigid.

The expression on Muqiqi's face was shocked. She never dreamed that she would leave without saying a word. Instead of blaming, he said something to protect her.

She swallowed her throat and blinked in a guilty way. "You know that?"

"What do you know?" Mo yanjue pretends to be stupid.

"My aunt asked for me." I can't even hear the voice.

"My aunt is looking for you? What does she want from you? " Turning over and lying on the bed, Mo yanjue made a gesture of indifference, deliberately teasing her.

Muqiqi immediately covers his mouth with remorse. It's over. He didn't know. She said it was missing!

"Say, what does my aunt want of you?"

"Nothing... Nothing." Bathe seven seven bite lip, want to die heart to have.

"Nothing?" The body that just lie down again covered up, tightly imprison her body, "nothing you run?"

Muqiqi choked when he asked. The expression on his face was complicated. It seems that he knew all about it.

"I tell you, no one can make an idea for me, not even my family. I will go to work from tomorrow and run away. I don't mind keeping you at home!"

Is that clear enough?

If she still doesn't understand, it's really a matter of IQ.

Muqi's heart is soft, and she looks at her eyes with some softness. "But"

"nothing, but if you dare to make it again, don't blame me for not counting!" When he said this, Mo yanjue's bluff eyes deliberately looked at her body.

Muqi subconsciously hugged his arms and looked at him vigilantly. "No... dare."

What I think is that this is so easy to solve?

Just in the middle of my imagination, the soft and sticky voice of the little star came from downstairs, "Mommy, where are you, Mommy?"

Listen to the voice of the little guy, Muqi a spirited up from the bed, get up and run out.

The result was pulled back again and dumped in someone's arms.

Head bump on the chest of comparable stone, Mu Qiqi wrists his brow painfully, but Mo yanjue's next words, just let her head boom, buzz.

He said, "the little guy doesn't know about your running away from home. Don't let it slip."