Ruan zhixia was pressed on the leather seat, and her face changed. She reached out to Mo Yi's chest and didn't let him down. She resisted and shook her head, "no - no!"

"There's nothing you can't do. As long as I want to! "

Mo Yi grabs her wrist, then grabs the shirt on her chest with the other hand.

A tear.

The buttons of her clothes were torn apart in an instant, revealing a large area of white skin.

"No!"

Ruan Zhi Xia's pupil Mou suddenly shrinks, violently struggles.

Her hands and feet kept struggling, the body kept twisting, eager to let the man stop her aggression.

"Be my woman, I'll let you know that I'm no worse than simuhan!"

Mo Yi pressed her legs with her feet, held her two hands in her hands, imprisoned them on her chest, and bent down to kiss her at the same time.

Ruan zhixia suddenly said goodbye and avoided Mo she's kiss. She cried out in fear and begged: "don't Please, don't do this... "

She can't accept anyone touching her except Si Muhan.

A woman's cry and cry are more like a nameless fire, burning her internal organs.

He scarlet eyes, hard to grasp Ruan zhixia's chin, her face hard turned back.

Looking at her face reluctantly.

His eyes were filled with incomprehensible sadness and irreconcilable anger. "I'm not worse than Sima Han!"

"Don't I don't want it. "

Ruan zhixia's eyes overflowed with a line of clear tears.

Under my eyes, there was despair.

She didn't want to hear anything, she just wanted him to stop.

Looking at Ruan zhixia's expression that he wants to defend himself for Si Mu Han, Mo she feels that something is burning wantonly in her chest.

He didn't want to put up with it.

He watched his mother die for simuhan.

He watched helplessly as his mother never looked at him for the sake of Dushan.

He watched Xia Xia and Si Muhan leave together. In the end, he couldn't find her any more.

She is the only one who is most like Xia Xia. He doesn't want to bear it or return it.

He wants her to be his woman.

Be his real woman.

"Be my woman, and I will treat you well."

Mo Yi firmly grasped Ruan zhixia's chin and bent down to kiss him.

Ruan zhixia watched Mo Yi's kiss fall down towards her, and she closed her eyes in despair.

A line of clear tears from the corner of the eye.

Sorry, simuhan.

And I love you.

Ruan zhixia bites his tongue hard.

The sharp pain from his tongue made Ruan zhixia tighten his brow.

In his mouth, there was a rusty taste of scarlet sweetness.

Mo Yi is about to kiss her attractive red lips from a distance.

However, when the red lips of the corner of the mouth, spilled a thread of blood, his face suddenly changed, subconsciously stopped.

Bright red blood, along the corner of the woman's mouth, eye-catching amazing overflow.

Mo Yi felt what Ruan zhixia had done, and immediately released Ruan zhixia's hand. He squeezed Ruan zhixia's mouth with one hand and said, "Damn it, you let go!"

Mo she never thought that Ruan zhixia would bite her tongue and kill herself!

Ruan zhixia opened her eyes and looked at the face that was similar to Si Muhan. Her eyes were cold.

She endured the sharp pain of the tip of her tongue and said coldly, "you can't use me to revenge Si Muhan!"

Whether it's her body or her heart.

She won't betray the man she loves.

She never thought that she would do such noble things one day.

It's just a body.

It's better to be taken away than to die.

But at this juncture.

She damn cares.

If there is no one in her heart, she doesn't care.

But at the thought of simuhan, she couldn't pretend not to care.

She would rather die than betray the man she loves.

Her body and her heart belong to simuhan.

Mo Yi just looked at Ruan zhixia in awe, and a trace of complexity flashed through her eyes.

Does she really love smoldering?

Would you rather die than be touched by someone other than simuhan?

Mo she couldn't help thinking of that day of fifteen years.

He saw with his own eyes that the woman was also so determined to block in front of Si Mu Han.

It's been hugged one after another.

She didn't even look at him, who was also tied to one side

Mo Yi closed her eyes in vain and stopped those ridiculous memories in her mind.

He looked at Ruan zhixia coldly, and his voice was filled with a touch of heartbreaking charm. He asked, "can you all die for the sake of Sima cold?"Ruan zhixia was distracted by the sharp pain on his tongue.

She couldn't see the sadness and hurt in her eyes when Mo she was looking at her.

She looked at Mo she with blurred consciousness and felt that her consciousness was disappearing. She drew her lips tragically, with blood in her mouth, but she still clearly called out the three words that she was reluctant to part with, "Si Mu Han..."

Is she really going to miss him

Ruan zhixia felt that her tongue was not her own.

The pain made her want to pass out immediately.

She didn't know where her courage came from. She bit herself so hard. She really held the stubborn attitude of rather die than surrender.

She wanted to

Even if she doesn't die, her tongue won't die

Looking at her mouth is full of blood, also shouting the name of Si Mu Han, Mo Yi's eyes, instantly sank down.

The bright red blood soaked the white shirt on her chest.

It's shocking.

Mo Yi's reason was called back by the bright red blood.

Looking at Ruan zhixia's lax eyes, his heart began to tingle.

She just looks like his summer, but it's not her after all.

Why does he still feel distressed?

Mo Yi holds her in a panic, takes out her mobile phone and calls the 16 in the front passenger seat: "16! Drive to Bai xuanna immediately! "

With that, he looked down at Ruan zhixia in his arms. His voice was a little panicked and said, "Xia Xia, hold on!"

Whether it's Xia Xia or not, he can't watch her die

It was like seeing that woman fall in a pool of blood.

Time seems to stagnate in general, he did not see anything, only the pool of red blood, very shocking.

Mo Yi holding Ruan zhixia, feeling her consciousness gradually dissipated, his heart, played a ripple.

"No sleep! Do you hear me! If you dare to fall asleep! I'll let simuhan live like death! "

Mo Yi can't admit that this woman who looks like Xia Xia has affected his heart so much.

Even for a moment, he began to regard her as Xia Xia.

No way.

He's been looking for her for 15 years.

Hard to find, she can't leave him!

Ruan zhixia's eyes are lax looking at Mo she. Vaguely, she seems to see Si Mu Han holding her.

That's good.

Before she died, she could see Si Muhan.

Si Muhan, we will always be together.

Ruan zhixia smiles, his head tilts, and he has no consciousness at all.

Mo Yi immediately roared: "no!"

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