Chapter 219

However, the expression of late autumn is

She's lost her mind. She's lost herself.

What a beautiful woman! How can he let her body fall into the eyes of those people and become a means of coercion?

Late autumn, you are so stupid, you shouldn't come, you know?

In late autumn, sitting where Bai Moyu had just sat, she raised her head and quietly looked at the man who couldn't stand back. She seemed to be trying to concentrate on thinking, thinking about what happened at the moment, but the discomfort in her body made her unable to concentrate.

Back against the warm wall, Bai Moyu looked back at the late autumn. Her eyes were foggy. She was like a fallen angel who wanted to save him, but he really couldn't drag her in any more.

Such a dirty place, really can't.

Shaking arm raised, he pointed to the lintel beside and roared: "Zhong wanqiu, you go, I want you to go now, I don't like you, I don't like you at all, I hate you from the moment you married Leng muxun, Zhong wanqiu, I hate you." He said these as if gnashing his teeth, but there was no hate in his heart.

At that time, she married Leng muxun because of Xia Jingxuan and Jin Ruoxue. No matter whether the marriage really existed or not, he was really hurt when she refused him to go away in her wedding dress that day.

Hand, suddenly clench, nail pinched into the meat, late autumn again hard to let oneself sober more sober more, in the end, what's the matter with her?

However, Bai Moyu's hatred hurt her deeply and made her want to remove the hatred. She stood up gently and didn't know when her shoes would fall. She walked to the man who was close to the wall barefoot and said, "Mo Yu, is that you?"

"Do you hate me?"

"Mo Yu, I've come to take you away. Leave here. It's not suitable for you. You shouldn't have come." I shouldn't have come many years ago.

Her voice is so soft, soft as water, let Bai Moyu's tight brow slowly stretch out, white face says forbearance, he really can't touch her, really can't.

"You go, you go, late autumn, you go." Just as late autumn is about to walk in front of him, Bai Moyu reaches out his hand fiercely, then picks up her arm and throws it to the door. "Bang". Late autumn's body falls to the ground, bumps her head against the door opened by Bai Moyu, and it stings, but she can't feel confused looking at Bai Moyu.

"What... What did you say?"

"Go, I'll let you go..." Bai Mo Yu rushed in front of her, grabbed her arm and pushed out of the door, "Zhong Wan Qiu, do you think I like you? No, I don't like you at all... "

Late autumn closed her eyes, she heard his voice, he said hate her, he said don't like her, he let her go now.

Straight listen to this, she did not know how to distinguish, just sad looking at the man in front of him, his whole body sent out the cold, as if pouring out the hot and dry on her body, let her forget this moment.

"Mo Yu..." light call, she came wrong, then go.

Holding the door frame in her hand, with the help of Bai Moyu's arm, she wanted to stand up and walk out of the room.

I don't know how many times it took her to stand up wobbly. The heat made her lift her skirt. She just wanted to let the wind blow away the strange things in her body. She wanted to go out. Self esteem told her that she must go out.

However, in the twinkling of an eye, Bai Moyu did not give up. "Late autumn, you wait, wait for me, you don't go." He suddenly remembered that if he sent her out like this, she didn't know which man would be cheaper.

No, you can't push her to any man.

In a moment of panic, Bai Moyu clenched her hand. It was not loose or not.

In a hurry, Bai Moyu reached out and pressed the light switch.

It was dark in the room immediately, so no one could see him and late autumn clearly.

"Ah... Late autumn..." he deliberately called again, but he didn't expect to confuse woolos with his voice.

Hand on the waist of late autumn, lips against her ears, he with low only he and she can hear the voice: "give me your mobile phone."

She shook her head in the dark, because of his close, her body sprouted again uncontrollable sad, there is a kind of electric current wonderful overflow whole body, this just handed him the handbag in her hand, but in the handbag is his mobile phone, that has her mosaic picture of mobile phone.

The familiar mobile phone was in her hand. Bai Moyu quickly pressed the recording key, and then twisted it on wanqiu's arm. It was not light or heavy, but the sudden move made wanqiu stagnate. "Ah, Moyu..." she continued to ask, but a finger touched her lip. "Shh..." he whispered in her ear again, making her obedient and silent, Confused in the dark to feel his presence, her heart light as if to fly up, "ah... Um..." she suffered, her body is unconsciously rubbed to the white Moyu.

Enough, as long as repeated rings, no one will doubt anything.

Bai Moyu finished the recording, then put his mobile phone on the floor and let the recording cycle. Then he pulled late autumn to the door. He couldn't walk far away. His addiction had already broken out. At this time, he would lose control at any time.

Besides, he also has an alarm device, which woolos put on him. As soon as he goes out of this room, he will be found immediately.

He can't go.

But he can push out late autumn.

When the door opened, the night wind of Wukan came with a heat wave, which made late autumn even more uncomfortable. "Late autumn, let's go. Go as far as you can. Go to find Leng muxun. Remember to only find Leng muxun." Repeated orders, the recording can buy her some time to find Leng muxun, if her man is Leng muxun, he recognized. If he can stay here in exchange for the safety of his family, then the value of his stay here is also worth it.

His hand was so strong that late autumn fell on the grass outside the door. Suddenly, the White House was no longer beautiful. His ears were haunted by his words. He asked her to go and he didn't want her to stay here.

Leng muxun, he asked her to find Leng muxun.

Faltering, late autumn to get up, hot feeling has been rising, why white Moyu so cruel?

She thought confused, but how can not understand.

On the cobblestone path, Leng muxun is coming quickly. Fengzi and Yiqing distract other people's attention. Now the six people's affairs have been put down. Naturally, he is not under the control of wuluosi, because for wuluosi and big brother, his existence is a business opportunity.

He said he wanted to buy as much white powder as he had.

A big fish, woolos and big brother, won't let go.

They didn't believe it at first, but he believed it when he handed the pistol Leng muxun twisted to wuluosi.

Those weapons are definitely not what ordinary businessmen can have. They have investigated Leng muxun's background these two days. It seems that he is just a businessman.

Moreover, all the advanced equipment on him has been twisted up. Therefore, Leng muxun is a paper tiger in their hands. He can't communicate with the outside world, and he can't leave here so rashly, because he has nothing on him, and it's hard for a bird to fly out here. There are strict security facilities outside the yard, It can be called a castle. People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out without his orders.

The SUV has been held by woolos for a long time.

At the end of the cobblestone path, in front of the White House, Leng muxun finally saw the blue water of the lake. At that moment, he was ecstatic and happy.

"Late autumn..." he ran to her and put his hand around Zhong wanqiu, who was in infinite confusion at the moment.

Soft body leaning on his man's chest, soft as water.

"Late autumn, I'm here. I'll take you away, OK?" He asked softly, thinking that she was scared because she was brought here. So, she didn't even speak, but didn't want to. At this moment, the woman began to cling to him like a snake.

He's a man, a normal man.

Only that touch made his whole body react, "late autumn, what's the matter with you?" This late autumn is a bit strange, he asked, while holding her.

Gently, not full of a grip of the waist let him feel a little distressed, he held her quickly rushed into the side of the woods, behind, the man in the White House watched Leng muxun carried away late autumn, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, originally worried that she would be other men abrupt, if Leng muxun, he really recognized.

Who let Leng muxun be the father of poetry and fruit.

He can not stop the development of their family, and now how can he give late autumn happiness.

He can give nothing to late autumn.

All the time, he wants to push late autumn to Leng muxun, because what he wants is not to have late autumn, but to make her happy.

Happiness is more important than anything.

It seems that this is life, he just launched the late autumn, Leng muxun arrived.

Hopelessly and painfully leaning against the wall, the drug addiction in his body made him have no time to think about other things.

Close your eyes. He can't hate woolos.

Woolos eventually forced him to get involved in this thing. Now, he is detoxifying in this small house. Although there is that thing in the corner, he knows that he must hold back and can't continue to take it. Otherwise, he will be hopeless

Leng muxun, holding late autumn in his arms, ran more and more to the middle of the forest. In the dark, it was very close to the big house, and the patrolling people were outside the yard. Therefore, the yard was quiet except for the lights not far away.