"Baby, I, I promise you not to die..." Hearing her saying "I love you", the Oriental fan was extremely happy, suppressing this kind of joy like ascension, and asked the doubts that had just come anxiously, "Tell me, what's going on with our baby? OK?"

"Wuwu, okay, okay." Mo Hanya nodded repeatedly with tears like a bursting dam, "I lied to you, wuwu, that year, I didn't go to the hospital for an abortion, I gave birth to our baby, wuwu... They are twins, the brother is Xi Minghao, and the sister is Xi Yasi. They are two and a half years old this year, wuwu..."

"Oh, my god, baby, I, I'm going to die of happiness, hahaha..." Hearing this, Dongfang Fan was so happy, "Ahahaha... cough 7e cough 7e" was too excited for a moment, his brain was a little lacking in oxygen, and he suddenly fainted.

"Uh, mysterious, mysterious..." Seeing this, Mo Hanya's heart once again hurt like a shattering pain, "Mi, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me... wuwu... miss..."

…

Hospital, in a senior ward...

"My, wake up quickly and see if I'm fine?" Mo Hanya's eyes were red and swollen. She sat by the bed, holding Dongfang Mi's hand tightly, holding tears in her eyes, hoarse and talking to him who was still in a coma, "Wake up, I'm up to you, my mother..."

Late at night, the Oriental fan woke up slowly and looked around the advanced ward, smiling and thinking.

At this time, Mo Hanya went out to ask the doctor for the situation.

Not long after, she pushed open the door and walked into the ward. She was so happy to see him who had woken up. She walked to his side in two steps and said with tears in her eyes: "Haha, I'm so funny, you finally woke up. Do you know, you almost scared me to death."

When the Dongfang fan saw her, he blinked in confusion, then looked at her face and asked blankly: "Who are you?"

"Ah?" Mo Hanya was a little confused. She thought about it in surprise. She sat on the edge of the bed, held his hand and smiled beautifully, "Guo'er, I'm your aunt."

"Are you my aunt?" Dongfang Mi's mouth trembled secretly, staring at her face, frowned suspiciously, "Why is my aunt so young?"

"Hehe." Her eyes were curling, "Because my aunt is very good at taking care of her, my good nephew." While saying lovingly, she raised her hand and suddenly grabbed his ear and twisted it hard.

"Ah 7e" The Oriental fan suddenly screamed. "It hurts!"

Mo Hanya continued to twist her arms without any mercy and said angrily: "You bastard, do you still want to continue pretending to be amnesia with me? Do you think I am stupid? Mild concussion will cause amnesia?"

"Uh, 7e, I don't dare." Dongfang Mi quickly showed a mistake and begged for mercy in a pitiful voice. "Wife, spare me, I won't do this again next time."

"Who is your wife? Don't scream."

"Fuck the child, let's spare the child's father. If you twist it, the child's father's ears will fall off."

"Uh, you, you..." Mo Hanya was speechless, pouted, twisted her mouth hard before raising her hands high, turned her head angrily, and chose to ignore him.

The Oriental fan quickly rubbed her ears that were twisted red.

In fact, when he woke up at first, he didn't see her figure. He felt a little disappointed, but after looking at the advanced ward, he thought of what she said to him before he fell into a coma, and the loss turned into the sunny happiness and sweetness. When he saw her entering the ward, he pretended to be amnesia and wanted to see how she would react.

He regretted this when he saw her so angry. He quickly approached her with a thick face, hugged her waist tightly, and said softly: "Baby, don't be angry, life needs fun, I'll just joke with you."

"Who wants you to joke?" Mo Hanya was still angry with him, her eyes suddenly wet, and she twisted her body hard, "Let me go, you big bad guy who can act."

"I won't let it go." He hugged her tighter, buried his head in her shoulder, and deeply smelled the fragrance on her body, "Baby, I will never let you go."

Hearing the words, Mo Hanya was angry and funny. Her eyebrows frowned, but the corners of her mouth were raised. She was silent for a while, twisted her body, gently held up his head wrapped in gauze, and looked at him worriedly, "Miss, tell me, who have you messed with? Why did you beat you so badly?"

Dongfang Mi hesitated for two seconds, "It's...Mo Zifei."

"..." She was stunned, as if she was a little disbelief.

He looked at her expression and his eyes were slightly depressed, "He asked me to go to that teahouse and offered ten million to me to leave you. If I didn't agree, he became angry and found dozens of people to siege me."

"Uh, why is he like this?" Hearing these words, Mo Hanya felt a splitting headache, tears flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly stood up and strode out.

"Baby, where are you going?" Dongfang Mi looked at her back as she left quickly and asked anxiously.

"You have a good rest yourself, I'll go find him." She didn't stop and said angrily, while walking out of the ward quickly.

She said she went to find him. The Dongfang fan was a little uneasy, her eyebrows were gloomy. After a while, she stretched out slightly, and she raised her slightly purple lips thoughtfully... Mo Zifei, this time, should I thank you for making me a blessing in disguise?

…

A luxury villa...

"Sister, why are you here?" Mo Zifei opened the door and saw Mo Hanya, and was extremely excited. His handsome face, which had always been gloomy, instantly showed a bright smile, "Haha, come in quickly."

Mo Hanya had no expression on her face, and she walked into the house silently, sat on a sofa, and looked at him with an inquiring look.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Mo Zifei sat in front of her, feeling extremely uncomfortable by her unusual eyes, and the smile on her face became embarrassed, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Why do you do that?" she asked angrily with tears in her eyes.

"I, what did I do?" Mo Zifei pulled the corner of his mouth and pretended to have a puzzled expression.

"Don't pretend with me." She became even more angry, "Zifei, how could you do that? If the Dongfang fan had something to do, what would you do in the future?" Thinking of the Dongfang fan lying in a pool of blood at that time, she was so scared that she felt cold all over.

At this time, Mo Zifei was puzzled and extremely nervous, and was surprised. He was wondering, wasn’t the Dongfang Mi who was bought out and had dealt with the corpse without knowing it? Why did Hanya find herself so quickly and say something strange?

After thinking about it in extreme confusion, he looked at her cold face and asked carefully: "Sister, Dongfang is confused about him... Is it okay?"

Mo Hanya felt uncomfortable in her heart, and suddenly shed a few tears, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said with a choking: "He is in the hospital now, and he is not in danger of his life - Zifei, please don't do such things again in the future. If he has any problems, he will not be able to survive."

"Sister?" Mo Zifei was shocked by the words afterwards. His handsome face turned pale in an instant. He looked at her in disbelief, "How can he be worthy of your love? I did this because I love you."

"If you really love me, please take into account my feelings and don't do such cruel things again." She immediately said sternly, "I have already told you very clearly. I am just a sibling relationship with you. If you don't wake up, you can't do it, and we will not have a sibling relationship."

"..." Mo Zifei's face turned completely white, and his head slowly hangs down, as if he is on the edge of collapse.

"We did not call the police for this matter." Seeing that he was silent, she lowered her tone slightly, "Please cherish your future and don't worry mom." After speaking earnestly, she stood up and walked out with big strides.

"Sister, don't leave." Mo Zifei stood up suddenly, turned around anxiously, hugged her tightly from behind, begging with tears in his eyes, "Sister, I know I'm wrong. Forgive me, stay here to accompany me tonight, okay?"

"Let me go." She made up her heart, "I'm going to the hospital to accompany him, he needs my care."

"No, I won't let it go." He shook his head firmly, hugging his hands tighter, letting tears fall on her hair, "Sister, I need you more. Without you, my heart is really sad..."

"Mo Zifei, please let go." She knew that she could not be soft-hearted. Once soft-hearted, it would cause him to become deeper. "If you don't let go, don't blame your sister for being rude."

"I don't." He was still determined, using all the strength with both hands, wishing he could rub her into his body.

"Uh 7e" She was so painful that she was held by him that she could no longer bear it. She began to struggle hard. I remember that Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Wang had taught themselves in ** Villa. One hand was pulled out with a elbow and hit his chest with a force. At the same time, she raised one foot back and kicked him in the leg.

"Uh, 7e" Mo Zifei felt pain and his hand holding her couldn't help but relax.

The moment she let go, Mo Hanya quickly broke free and walked quickly towards the door.

Mo Zifei did not give up, and his face was full of anxiety, "Sister, don't leave..." He endured the pain and chased after him. In desperation, he picked up the baseball bat that was decorated as a decoration and hit the right side of her neck.

"Uh, 7e" Mo Hanya didn't expect it at all. She felt pain and her eyes turned black and she fainted on the ground with a 'bang'.

"Uh, sister... sister..." Seeing the scene of her fainting on the ground, Mo Zifei panicked, quickly knelt on the ground, picked her up with tears in his eyes, and kept apologizing to her, "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

At this moment, Mo Hanya's cell phone rang, 'Dingding ticking ticking ticking...'

At this time, who would call her?

Mo Zifei was sad and sad. After a while, he took out the phone on her body and turned on the screen. He saw that it was called by the fan of Dongfang. A burst of breath suddenly rushed into his chest, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He raised his hand and smashed the phone hard on the wall.

With a 'clang', the high-end mobile phone was smashed into two pieces and finally became quiet.

Finally, his heart seemed to calm down slightly. Looking at Mo Hanya who was unconscious, he suddenly cried and said with a smile: "Sister, you are mine, I am yours, no one can take it away." He lowered his head, kissed her warm and soft lips with tears in his eyes. After kissing her lingeringly for a while, he left her lips, picked her up, and walked towards the bedroom upstairs...

Mo Hanya was extremely dizzy. In her drowsiness, she felt that someone was taking off her clothes. Her heart was extremely panicked and helpless. She tried hard and tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy and she couldn't open them as they wished.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of slightly chilled hands stroking her body that had been stripped naked, and her heart suddenly felt chilling, and she tightened... Who? Who? Uh, no, no...

At some point, Mo Zifei had taken off all his clothes and exposed his well-proportioned body to the air.

He looked at the woman who had taken off all her clothes and tied to the bed in a large shape by herself. Her poetic eyes were full of crystal-shining tears. She brewed her emotions for a while, closed her eyes, left two tears, and slowly climbed onto the bed, allowing her gradually burning body to cover her body. Her hands trembled and caressed her smooth and white skin as smooth as silk...

"Sister, I love you, let me love you." He kissed her with tears flashing, and said gently in her ear, "Sister, I don't want to be your brother, I want to be your man..."

Mo Hanya felt uncomfortable, and heard some words hazy, and her consciousness gradually became clearer. Her eyelashes trembled faintly. She tried her best to slowly open her heavy eyelids, "Uh... Zifei? Uh, no..." Seeing him covered her naked body, she suddenly felt a miserable feeling like falling into an ice cellar. Tears surged out in an instant, and she shook her head at him with great pleading pleading, "Zifei, wuwu, I beg you, don't do this, let me go... Wuwu, let me go..."

"I don't want it." Mo Zifei couldn't help crying, looking at her tears in sadness, "I let you go, you will leave me."

"I won't." She tried her best to calm down, shaking her head vigorously while saying assuredly, knowing that she seemed to be in a black ocean, struggling quietly with her bound limbs, "Let me go, I will stay with you."

"You lied to me, you are lied to me." He seemed to see her quietly struggling hand, and suddenly lost control of his emotions. He bent down and kissed her lips, grabbed her chin with one hand, and stuck her tongue forcefully, wrapping her tongue around...

"Wuwu...uh...Zifei...uwu...uwu...no, don't..." At this moment, her heart was almost dead, and tears of despair were shed... I was confused, save me...

Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the bedroom, "Cang 7e"

Hearing the sound, Mo Zifei just stopped and then began to kiss her densely, with his hands wandering around her graceful body, "Sister... I can finally touch you like this... Uh, sister... do you know, I always dream that you are happy under me..."

Mo Hanya couldn't speak, and her heart seemed to have become a sea of ​​sadness.

Just as she closed her eyes and was about to be completely despair, the bedroom door was suddenly knocked open, and a strong figure rushed in.

"Mo Zifei, you beast." It was a fan of Dongfang. Seeing Mo Zifei lying on Mo Hanya naked, he almost got so angry that he rushed to his forehead. He forgot the pain on his body, quickly pulled him up, punched him in the head, and then kicked him hard in the abdomen, kicking him to his knees.

"Uh 7e" Mo Zifei had no room to fight back at all. He was extremely painful. He supported the ground with one hand and the kicked abdomen with the other. He knelt on the ground with both knees and looked at Mo Hanya on the bed in pain.

Dongfang Mi's eyes were blood red, and she looked at him hatefully, turned around quickly, took off her coat and quickly covered Mo Hanya's naked body, and then quickly untied the rope that tied her limbs, hugging her with great distress.

"Woooo, I'm so funny... uh woo..." Mo Hanya felt very uncomfortable. She hugged his waist tightly with both hands and cried out the saddest voice, "Woooooo... uh woo..."

Hearing her crying like this, his heart was almost broken. He kept stroking her back with one hand, "Baby, it's okay..."

After a while, she finally calmed down a little, collected the flooded tears, looked at Mo Zifei who was kneeling on the ground with disappointed eyes, and choked up word by word: "Mo Zifei, from now on, we... are just strangers."

When she met her gaze, Mo Zifei was in pain. Her mouth opened and closed her tremblingly. She shed tears and wanted to speak, which made people feel compassionate.

She hated him deeply, shed a tear, and decisively withdrew her gaze, turned her head away and stopped looking at him, "I'm confused, let's go."

"Okay." As soon as she finished speaking, the Oriental fan immediately picked her up and quickly walked out of the sinful bedroom.

He hugged her and left. Mo Zifei suddenly felt that his life was cruelly destroyed by something. His naked body slowly fell on the cold ground. He could no longer help crying out the sound of sadness in hell, "Uh woo...uh woo woo..."
To be continued...