Chapter 2

Mu Xiaotong stands behind Ling Yue, holding the steel knife for cutting wedding cake with his right hand. The sharp blade is against Ling Yue's neck.

"No one is allowed to come here!"

The people present immediately gasped with surprise.

"Presumptuous! Put the knife down! Put it down now! Otherwise I can't spare you! " Ling family's popularity extremely roars.

"Let go of Ling Shao immediately!" Mu Qingtian is also scared to death by her action.

If Mu Xiaotong really hurt Ling Yue, he Mu family is also afraid to follow the disaster.

"Get out of the way! I want to see song Ruchen and let him come at once

Mu Xiaotong face fearless, she just feel the whole body blood is cool, hopelessly raised a sneer, "otherwise, I will let Ling Yue accompany me to go to hell together!"

The people of Ling family were shocked.

The tall bodyguard who was ready to go forward also hesitated to stop.

This crazy bride actually blackmailed Ling Yue and wanted to drag him to burn jade and stone together.

Mu Xiaotong saw that the people under the stage glared at themselves with ferocity. The knife she held in her hand was more tightened. Mu Xiaotong some trembling hand gently move, Ling more neck immediately exudes a bloodstain.

When the blood flowed through the small hand with little pupil, her heart could not help shaking.

She didn't want to hurt anyone.

But now she has no choice!

A touch of bright red, startled from the white neck of Ling Yue.

The people under the stage, in an instant, their faces changed greatly, and they were all nervous.

Look at each other's stupidity, this woman really does not want to die?!

"Everybody back five meters, or I'll let him bleed more." Mu small pupil clear eyes hidden under the strong insistence.

Vigilantly watching them back slowly, Mu Xiaotong clasps Ling Yue's waist with his left hand, and sticks his right hand against his neck with a steel knife. Deep voice, command, say: "follow me!"

Ling Yue was bathed in the small pupil with a knife on his neck, he always kept a silent posture, his face light, as if at this time was not his threatened person.

All the people are closely staring at Mu Xiaotong with Ling Yue step by step back to the small room in the church.

"Let the Confucian ministers of song come here, or wait for Ling Yue to collect his body!"

Mu small pupil arrogant toward outside person roar a, bang, shut the door.

"If you hurt Ling Yue, I want you to be buried with the whole Mu family!"

"Call that Confucian Minister of Song Dynasty to come here quickly!"

"Damn it! Let's not finish the Mujia thing

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The door is anxious, and the room is quiet let Mu Xiaotong some fear.

She did not think that this man would follow her to the room in such a way that she could follow her step. Moreover, he never said a word or even scolded her, which made her feel guilty.

Looking down at a glance, Ling Yue neck that wound, there is still continuous blood leakage.

Won't he hurt?

Mu Xiaotong's knife is still against his neck, slightly side head, looked at him.

Ling Yue's face looks calm, the hair in front of her forehead is a little messy, but it is still so noble and cold. His deep blue pupil is some empty staring at the front.

Is he really a fool?

Mu Xiaotong has studied abroad for many years and seldom cares about domestic news. However, due to the great influence of the Ling family, she has heard something about the legal successor of the Ling family.

"I didn't mean to hurt you." Mu Xiaotong saw the red blood in his neck, regardless of whether he could understand it or not, he said something to himself.

Ling Yue stood aloof and proud, motionless and unresponsive.

Mu Xiaotong felt that the man was not in danger. She relaxed her mood a little and stood on tiptoe to get closer to him.

The faint fragrance of the woman lingered in his whole body. His head was on the side of his small pupil, and the waterfall like long curly hair was swinging along with it. The hair was wrapped around his shoulders from time to time.

"Can't you understand me?"

Mu Xiaotong asked curiously. Her voice was gentle and witty at this time, which was totally different from the confrontation with people outside.

Her breath, warm breath in Ling Yue's back neck, soft voice in his ear echo.

Ling Yue's body suddenly became stiff. If he just looked at the front with empty eyes, then his expression was absolutely stunned.

Mu Xiaotong did not find his strange, she blinked curiously, the hot eyes staring at the man in front of him.

He looks really good-looking, Mu Xiaotong can clearly see his long eyelashes, handsome side face with the unique flavor of Western aristocracy.

Ling Yue stares at the front, represses the heart, takes a breath faintly, still maintains the motionless posture, as far as possible ignores this woman bold approach.

"You are so handsome." Mu Xiaotong couldn't help but exclaim.Ling Yue heard what she said, her eyes suddenly trembled, and her clenched lips seemed to move slightly.

Mu Xiaotong's right hand knife slowly moved away from his neck and stepped back half a step. She couldn't bear to threaten a sick person like this.

All of a sudden, she noticed that the man seemed strange.

"What's the matter with you?"

Mu Xiaotong suspicious probe again close to him, but Ling Yue is very sensitive, immediately turn his head, do not want her to see his expression.

Mu Xiaotong is about to run to him to see clearly, but the rest of the light just glances at his red ears.

He shouldn't be Are you blushing?!

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