Leng Qianye came in with a bath towel after taking a shower. He looked around and saw no Mo Feixue's figure. Then he heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom.

"Bang bang..."

There was a loud sound of the door outside, which scared Mo Feixue's heart to shrink.

Since entering Leng Qianye's villa, she seems to be walking on thin ice. She is cautious every step she takes, fearing that something that is not good at doing is unhappy for Leng Qianye, and he will not save Niannian.

"Mo Feixue, if you don't come out again, I'll smash it in."

Mo Feixue had learned about Leng Qianye's skills. Even if he wanted to come in, he couldn't stop him even if the door was locked.

"I'll come out soon." Mo Feixue replied.

She quickly wiped her body, and even her hands were trembling. She took Leng Qianye's shirt on the shelf and wore it on her body. Because her hands were trembling violently, the buttons on the shirt were not able to be buttoned for a long time. She tried her best to make sure.

Heart, then I buttoned the shirt.

There was no smoke exclusive to men on the shirt. She seemed to have never seen Leng Qianye smoke. There was a faint mint smell on the shirt, which smelled very nice, giving her a familiar smell.

It seems that the taste is very familiar, and Mo Feixue almost became obsessed with it at this moment.

The door opened, Mo Feixue came out wearing wet hair and Leng Qianye's shirt. Her delicate curves were faintly visible, and her two white big legs were swaying in the wind, as if she was waving silently.

The shirt was too short and could only barely cover the buttocks. Mo Feixue pulled it down awkwardly, but it was useless. Mo Feixue really wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in.

Leng Qianye remembers Quan Shengming said that women need to wear men's shirts to be charming and powerful. At this moment, Mo Feixue is much more beautiful and tempting than those women with sexual feeling.

Leng Qianye only had a bath towel around his waist, wheat-colored skin, inverted triangle figure, and clear texture without any fat.

However, there are a few scars on the chest that look shocking. Judging from the color of the scar, it was already a long time ago.

His thin short hair was stained with water droplets, his thin lips were slightly closed, and his face, which was clearly divided, had an unchanging arrogance. When his eyes stern, he felt a sense of madness and wildness.

Apart from Leng Qianye's iceberg face, he is really perfect, with a golden figure and handsome face. No matter which woman sees him, he will be fascinated by him.

Mo Feixue completely forgot what environment she was in at this moment, and she was stunned.

"Have you seen enough, or have you fallen in love with me?" Leng Qianye said coldly, walking towards Mo Feixue calmly. He ignored the resisting and terrifying light in her eyes, and a mouth was filled with a mouth.

ridicule.

Mo Feixue met Leng Qianye's sarcastic gaze, "I will never fall in love with you." She was full of momentum. She was like a rabbit with a hair blown out at the moment, looking weak on the outside but strong on the inside.

"I hate hypocritical women." Leng Qianye is only one meter away from Mo Feixue. He lifted Mo Feixue with bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes, and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

Mo Feixue shook her head. She wanted to calm down, but in front of this powerful man, she found that she could not do it at all.

My heart kept beating, as if it was about to jump out of it in a moment.

"Hiss..." Accompanied by the sound of clothes tearing, Mo Feixue felt a sudden chill on her body.

"No..." Mo Feixue exclaimed in fear, covering her body with her hands, tears flowed unconsciously. It turned out that she was still not ready and endured the grievance and humiliation.

"It seems that Mo Niannian's surgery should be postponed to do it for one month."

Leng Qianye turned around ruthlessly. Mo Feixue panicked. She only knew that she could not let him go. Niannian would be helpless after he left.

Mo Feixue didn't care about any face at this moment. She went forward desperately and hugged Leng Qianye's waist tightly, begging, "Don't leave..." Niannian didn't leave after he left.

After saving, Mo Feixue hugged Leng Qianye's waist tightly and refused to let go.

For Niannian, she admitted it no matter how the man tortured her.

Leng Qianye clenched his fists tightly, and his eyebrows were faintly furious, his deep eyes were shining, and he was very unhappy with his body's reaction.

At this moment, Mo Feixue no longer had any dignity, and all her dignity was ruthlessly shattered by Leng Qianye.

Leng Qianye turned around, and their eyes were confronting each other in the darkness, with hatred, resentment, anger... and even more with invisible feelings.

"Mo Feixue, even if you take the initiative to offer yourself now, I won't want you." Leng Qianye said indifferently, and the next moment he had already left the window.

Leng Qianye's words hurt Mo Feixue hard. She was like a rotten doll, lying on the window without moving.

"Leng Qianye, how do you want to torture me and you... to be happy?" Mo Feixue asked after using his last bit of strength for a long time.

This man is like a devil, a devil who hates her to death.

"Get out." His voice was cold, like the coldness of winter, and he could freeze everything here at any time.

Mo Feixue finally understood that as long as this man was unwilling, no matter what she did, he would not change his mind.

Mo Feixue got up and put on the broken clothes. Although it was a little torn, it could still cover her body. Suddenly, her arms were forced by someone, and her whole body leaned back, and then a cold body pressed on her body.

"Um..." Her lips were caught.

Leng Qianye's kiss was domineering, he was like a wild beast venting his anger.

Mo Feixue could only bite her lower lip. Even if she hurt her, she could not make any sound. If she annoyed the man, Niannian would be helpless. She had to endure it until the moment he was willing to let go.

Leng Qianye's cell phone rang in discomfort. Only a few people knew his cell phone number, and there must be something important to those who are looking for him.

Leng Qianye got up and took the cell phone at the head of the bed. He would not delay the serious business because of anything.

The moment Leng Qianye picked up his phone, his face became a little stiff. He was a strange number. He wanted to know who was calling him and who could find his Leng Qianye's phone number.

Telling him that this person must be not simple.

After pressing the answer button, before he could speak, the other party's roaring voice came, "Leng Qianye, is Mo Feixue in your place?"

Even if this voice turned into ashes, he still remembered Yichen, the man who dared to plot against him.

Leng Qianye turned on the speakers of his phone so that Mo Feixue could hear Yichen's voice.

"Yichen, you are very worried about her, but it's a pity that she has become my woman just now."

Leng Qianye's words were very ambiguous. He put his phone in Mo Feixue's ear, with a bloodthirsty light hidden in his eyes.

Yichen, this name hit Mo Feixue's heart fiercely.

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