Chapter 6

"I am not your young lady." Mu small pupil says to Shen Feng.

Although Mu Xiaotong has nothing, she doesn't want to be the pawn of Mu family and be used by them.

"Mu Xiaotong, you don't know what's good or bad!"

At one side of Mu Qingtian immediately roared anxiously.

Although he resented Mu Xiaotong's wedding today, the people of Ling family came to his Mu's house, and Shen Feng, the housekeeper of Ling's family, also called her little wife. Then, this matter must have a turning point.

But he didn't expect that Mu Xiaotong didn't give him face.

If it wasn't for the Ling family, he would have beaten her to death.

Shen Feng is about to open his mouth, warning Mu Qingtian that he is not qualified to make a loud noise to Ling family.

But when he turned his head, he was shocked.

Young master is holding the hand of big miss Mu!

The young master was sick from childhood, and he was not willing to contact people at all. Even if he was close to him, he would lose his temper.

Shen Feng himself is accompanied by Ling Yue for ten years, he is willing to let him approach.

Mu Xiaotong looks down at his right hand, which is tightly clenched. The other party is holding her very hard, which makes her feel some pain. She subconsciously tried to get rid of him, but it was no use.

She raised her head warily, a pair of deep blue pupils came into view, and her eyes were burning at her.

was all wet with her pupil, and her eye shadow was all floral. The white skin was everywhere purple, which made her look very embarrassed.

Mu Ling's feeling is not even worse.

As if he saw her injury, more angry.

"Let me go!" Mu Xiaotong stubbornly shook off his hand.

But it didn't work. Ling Yue held her right hand more tightly, as if to punish her.

The pain made her frown.

"Let go..."

Mu Xiaotong has never been an easy loser.

She stretched out her left hand to break his bondage, but as soon as she lifted her eyes, she saw clearly the inexplicable ferocity and anger of Ling Yue's eyes.

He was very angry.

Cold eyes like sharp arrows straight into her heart, let Mu Xiaotong startled not from the whole body tight.

As if this man is born with a kind of awe inspiring domineering.

Ling more and more hard to pull, the action is very rude, directly dragged her out of the door of Mu home.

His strength is amazing, Mu Xiaotong is almost frightened by his sudden action and has no response.

A few steps of stumbling, she nearly fell, he was directly forced into the car. Mu Xiaotong opens his mouth and wants to say something to resist.

But on his ice pupil full of anger, Leng is unable to say a word.

"Go home!"

His voice was low, a little hoarse, mellow and provocative. Mu Xiaotong swore that she had never heard such a beautiful voice, as if she had been bewildered by him.

This is the first time that Mu Xiaotong hears him speak. She stares at the perfect handsome evil face beside her. She can't help but feel a little psychedelic.

When the car passed the door of Mu family, a familiar Maserati came to the opposite suddenly.

Mu Xiaotong was excited in his heart. He immediately leaned over the window and slapped the window vigorously. As if he saw a savior, he yelled at the opposite car, "Song Confucian minister! I am here! Song... "

But her words have not finished, a big hand quickly caught her neck, without a bit of hesitation, with irresistible anger, mercilessly pinched her.

Mu Xiaotong immediately felt uncomfortable breathing, neck strong pressure, but throat can no longer make half a voice.

Ling Yue pinched her neck, suddenly a force, a strong pull, directly pulled her into his arms, that delicate body was tightly held by him, pulled her head, let her face himself.

A strong strange masculine atmosphere, hot lingering her, Mu Xiaotong was held by him can not move. Lift eyes on his eyes that directly staring at his own blue ice pupil, cold without a bit of temperature.

Mu Xiaotong suddenly has a fear of death, which makes her panic and tremble.

The car on the opposite side stopped suddenly when he heard the hissing voice of his pupils. The window on the driver's seat slowly lowered. A gentle and handsome man looked nervously at the opposite car.

The windows on the opposite side are closed. It's dark from the outside. I can't see the inside of the car clearly.

"Tong Tong..." The Confucian Minister of Song Dynasty called to the opposite car.

Mu Xiaotong's eyes were slightly open, and she turned to answer, but the big hand pinched on her neck suddenly tightened, as if he was extremely angry and wanted to strangle her directly here.

Mu small pupil brain syncope, the whole body is weak, and Ling Yue hugs her more tightly, raises the eyes to sweep the man's face outside the window, blue pupil is full of hate.

He is song Confucian minister, Ling Yue's mouth pulled out a bit of irony, disdained to the driver to do a driving action, the car quickly away from dust.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!