Chapter 20

Xia Enron was flustered in her heart. She had died once and didn't want to die again. Xia Enron faces the shadow who tries to control her, struggles with extra strength, and tries to shout for help.

The shadow on her body didn't seem to think that Xia Enron struggled so hard. He raised his hand to cover Xia Enron's mouth. Xia Enron forced a bite, a bloody smell immediately spread in her mouth.

"If you struggle again, you will be strangled." Cold man's voice, full of deterrence.

Xia Enron had to stop struggling and looked up in a hurry. Then she saw a pair of slanting Phoenix eyes, which revealed the cold light.

Is it ink Shaoyan?

For men like Mo Shaoyan, many people will remember him as long as they have a look at him, and Xia Enron is no exception. See Xia Enron no longer struggle, Mo Shaoyan also let her go.

At this time, the door of the elevator slowly closed. Outside the door of the elevator, a Coquettish female voice called: "brother Mo, where are you. I can help you solve it... "

But with the fall of the elevator, the Coquettish female voice slowly drifted away.

Xia Enron didn't have time to think about what happened in the end. The descending elevator suddenly stopped and stuck on the ninth floor.

Xia Enron rushed over and patted the door, thinking in a panic: this, how is this? What's so bad today? Can't the elevator be broken?

Although Mo Shaoyan looks very handsome and pretty, she doesn't want to be locked together with a big piece of ice!

Xia Enron photographed the elevator door several times, but the elevator didn't respond. But Xia Enron immediately thought that there was a big president behind her. As the president of Huayu entertainment company, Mo Shaoyan must have a way.

Xia Enron turned his head and carefully looked at Mo Shaoyan. He saw Mo Shaoyan leaning against the elevator wall and drooping his head. His breath was short and his cheeks were red. It seemed that something was wrong with him.

Xia Enron slowly approached and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Mo, what's the matter with you? Can you get in touch, open the elevator door? I... "

Xia Enron's words haven't finished, her wrist is suddenly grasped by Mo Shaoyan.

Mo Shaoyan's palm was hot, and his cold voice changed: "don't touch me!"

Xia Enron tried to step back, but her wrist was held tightly by Mo Shaoyan. Xia Enron said in a trembling voice: "Mo, President Mo, if you let me go, I won't touch you."

"You really don't touch me?" Mo Shaoyan is still clinging to Xia Enron's wrist, his original cold voice becomes low and dumb.

Xia Enron nodded and wanted to step back, but in the narrow elevator, where could she go? Only a step back, it's close to the corner.

Ink less inflammation straight looking at Xia Enron, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, mouth said: "you give me away from some!"

But his body did the opposite of what he said. He couldn't allow Xia Enron to retreat. Mo Shaoyan pulled Xia Enron into his arms and pressed her under his body.

Xia Enron is extremely inconsistent words and deeds of Mo Shaoyan pressure in the body, Xia Enron know this time if struggling, is undoubtedly in the provocation of Mo Shaoyan. How can she resist the tall Mo Shaoyan? If Mo Shaoyan wants to use strong, she has no room to resist at all, and even dare not move immediately.

Mo Shaoyan presses Xia Enron under his body, but he doesn't make any action immediately. Instead, he tries to get close to Xia Enron and sniffs the taste of Xia Enron, just like a big dog trying to identify food.

"You smell comfortable. There's no smell of powder..." Mo Shaoyan finish, unexpectedly slowly close to Xia Enron, he lightly frowned, with some curious and confused eyes, staring at Xia Enron's lips.

Then, Mo Shaoyan slowly bent down, gently kiss on Xia Enron's lips.

Xia Enron was scared of stare big eyes, looking at the ink little inflammation in front of him, can't believe what happened now. She should know that when she comes across such a thing, she will make up when she goes out, so that Mo Shaoyan won't feel comfortable smelling it.

But Xia Enron struggled a little, and Mo Shaoyan's breathing aggravated a little. He said in a hoarse voice: "don't move, just let me hold you. If you move again, I don't know what I will do!"