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Yan Luoluo could no longer use her strength to bite Mu Beihan. Let go of her mouth, his arms were already drenched in blood, and two distinct rows of teeth marks were still dripping with blood.

Tears fell uncontrollably from Yan Luoluo's eyes, and the grievance and pain that she had been suppressing exploded out in an instant. She turned around, and smashed heavily onto Mu Beihan's chest with all of his strength.

"My five years of youth, can you compensate me with a word of apology!?"

"Whatever you want as compensation, I owe you that."

Mu Beihan hugged Yan Luoluo tightly in his embrace, his body trembling uncontrollably from crying, his aggrieved look stung his heart.

He didn't want to see her cry.

A bony finger wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, leaned over and kissed her lips. The tyrannical tongue pried open her teeth, robbing her of every beauty.

It was only when Yan Luoluo cried until she could no longer breathe that Mu Beihan finally let go of her reluctantly and pulled her into her arms to gently stroke her back.

"Follow me back to the Villa, then there won't be any more gossip or worry about anyone bullying Fanfan."

The little head that was buried in Mu Beihan's chest started to shake with all its might, yet the big hand was placed on the back of her head, preventing her from shaking his head at all.

"Since you don't shake your head, that means you agree."

A complete hegemony!

"I decline …" "Woo woo!"

The hand that was behind the back of the head suddenly pushed Yan Luoluo into her chest. Originally, she could still talk, but now, he could only emit a moaning resistance as she covered her mouth.

"I will get someone to pack up your things and send it to the Villa. They will really like the Fanfan."

With that, Mu Beihan took out his phone to call for his men to take action. Seeing that he was serious, Yan Luoluo immediately panicked.

He pushed Mu Beihan to the side, "I still haven't agreed to it yet, you were the one who overruled me just now! I'm not going to the Villa! "

The last few words, Yan Luoluo enunciated it word by word, afraid that Mu Beihan would pretend to not hear it clearly.

Mu Beihan's face instantly turned cold, he kept the phone back in his pocket and looked at Yan Luoluo, his deep eyes seemed to want to suck her in.

"Are you so tired of being with me?"

Yan Luoluo could clearly hear the despair in her tone. The person who was smiling in front of her just a moment ago, could no longer smile.

"No, I just want to lead Fanfan and live a peaceful life. As long as you don't appear in front of me, there will be no gossip or gossip."

"Luoluo, you're wrong. No matter where you are, as long as you bring along the Fanfan, in the eyes of others, you are still a beast. What you need right now is a reason to make people shut up."

Mu Beihan pointed to himself. He was the best reason.

"I don't need it. On the contrary, you've already been by my side for so long. If you don't go back now, your little lover will worry."

Yan Luoluo walked a few steps back, and opened up a distance between the two of them, her expression cold.

Just a moment ago, she was just a little bit away from losing herself in Mu Beihan's tenderness. What he said was right, it was just that this reason was something that anyone could not accept, and she just could not accept Mu Beihan.

Moreover, there were so many women surrounding him. Not only did he have a fiancee, but now a woman had appeared.

"Are you talking about that woman just now? She's a good brother to me, and she's not interested in men, I should say. "

Yan Qingfan, who was lying at the door, blinked his eyes and looked at the two of them, then said in a small voice: "Uncle Mu, I've finished reading all the books that you lent me last time."