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Chapter 110 You still have the face to cry!

The fear in Song Ci's heart was completely stronger than the pain in his arm, and his delicate face was full of grievances, which made Jing Lianxi feel guilty and distressed.

"What did Mu Chen tell you?"

"Mom, Mu Chen said he has prepared a car for us and asked us to go home now. I will go home now." Song Ci's little face almost wrinkled up.

Jing Lianxi finally understood that her son was going to punish his daughter-in-law.

What if Xiao Muchen is punished?

"Then I'll take you back. I happened to have bought enough things today. It's time for me to go home and teach others a lesson." Jing Lianxi is not easy to bully, otherwise she would not marry Huo Xishen and become her second wife.

After becoming my wife, she has always been the third wife of the Huo family.

Song Ci's eyes lit up, and her mother-in-law didn't look like someone who was easy to bully. Her worries immediately disappeared.

Song Ci quickly returned to Huoyuan in a special car specially prepared by Huo Muchen.

The villa was dark, no one lit the lights.

Song Ci stepped in slippers and reached out to touch the wall lamp.

In an instant, the villa lit up with a dim yellow light.

It was empty, not even the housekeeper and Mother Lin were there.

Song Ci dragged the things to the door with one hand. Her arms were so painful that they were numb, and she walked directly to the open kitchen to get a drink of water.

As soon as he stretched out a hand, Song Ci's shoulders suddenly trembled, and his neck twisted back very quickly.

Xisu's footsteps came from behind, and Song Ci immediately felt a chill enter her body. The cold made her shoulders tremble unconsciously, and her body unconsciously took two steps back.

Huo Muchen stood at the top of the stairs, staring at her silently with a pair of cold eyes.

He is back.

Song Ci's hand still touched the edge of the water platform, and he was beating a drum in his heart: "Huo Muchen."

No response.

At a glance, Huo Muchen saw that half of her arms were hanging down, but they were not held in the palm of her hand as usual. Instead, her whole body looked like Satan was alive, her beautiful and graceful features were tense, her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and she slowly walked towards

She comes.

Song Ci always felt that Huo Muchen was scary now, so he unconsciously hid his right hand behind his back.

The moment Huo Mu sank downstairs, the lights in the villa instantly went out!

In an instant, darkness enveloped Song Ci. As the darkness fell, her clear eyes turned in panic, locking onto Huo Muchen.

"husband."

Song Ci swallowed his saliva and screamed again.

Again, no response.

Song Ci's legs were weak, and layers of cold sweat could be seen on his back.

As soon as his body fell, a long arm was wrapped around his waist, and Song Ci was pushed to the edge of the water platform.

She subconsciously wanted to hide, but before she could make a move, the man had already seen through her thoughts, tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, and held her close to his chest.

The strength was so great that Song Ci could not resist.

"Why hide? If you don't tell me, I can do whatever I want?"

An eerie voice floated in my ears.

Song Ci: "..." My husband is very angry.

Her spine trembled, and she even touched her arms cautiously. Finally, she stood on tiptoes, hung them on Huo Muchen's neck, and pressed her little head against it.

Huo Muchen curled his lips and lifted her up, biting the tip of her ear: "Are you so brave?"

Song Ci was panting, but his heart was twitching. His body couldn't control his weakness, and he could only rely on Huo Muchen's arms around his waist, which were tightly held by him.

"Why don't you speak?"

Huo Muchen took her into his arms affectionately and whispered into her ear.

Song Ci closed his eyes and his breathing rhythm was chaotic.

Her mind was so confused that she couldn't sort out a single word, and couldn't explain everything that happened in one day, but Huo Muchen's birthday gift was in her heart.

Song Ci tried to stabilize his mind, but after several attempts, he failed.

"me!"

As soon as Song Ci trembled and uttered a word, the iron arms holding her waist suddenly lifted up and carried her to the water platform.

The pain in her arm was so painful that she screamed!

The two thin legs were shaking so much that they were roughly pushed to both sides. Huo Muchen's finely dressed body pressed down domineeringly, and there was a sound of shredding clothes in the air, revealing wounds that were bruised and turned purple.

For a second, Song Ci couldn't even scream.

His rough and forbearing curve sprayed on Song Ci's cheek very close at hand, and his voice was low and dangerous: "What is this?"

Song Ci's gums trembled.

"say!"

Huo Mu's voice was hoarse and he growled low.

He held it in for a long time, and his anger gradually leaked out.

Feeling distressed?

Distressed.

But it was not enough to calm down Huo Mu, especially when Yan Baichuan touched her arm and put his arm around her waist.

Song Ci was so frightened that he trembled all over and broke into a cold sweat: "The car door is jammed."

"Who moved it?"

Huo Muchen asked.

"Chi Ya wants to catch Jiang Jiu, so I'll take action." Song Ci automatically ignored Yan Baichuan.

His jaw tightened, and Song Ci was forced to lift it up. Then he received an unceremonious bite on his cheek. The pain caused Song Ci's nerves to twitch, and he couldn't help but groan.

"It hurts...I hurt~"

Even the wounds on my arms were filled with intense pain.

"Why don't it hurt to death?"

Huo Muchen growled, holding Song Ci's arm with one hand, biting her face one by one, not sparing every inch.

Song Ci tolerated it at first, but in the end he screamed out in pain and stopped serving Uncle Huo.

But unable to push away or hide away, Song Ci cried out in pain.

Huo Muchen's heart tightened, and he stretched out his hand to touch Song Ci's face. The moistness of his tentacles and the tears that kept rolling down his palms.

"Yan Baichuan touched you today, and his arm even hugged your waist!"

Song Ci burst into tears and couldn't stop crying. She almost tore Yan Baichuan into pieces in her heart. Why did she touch her?

"You still have the nerve to cry!"

But Song Ci just couldn't stop.

Huo Muchen's black eyes flashed quickly, and his gloomy face tightened even more.

He lowered his head and blocked her red lips.

Huo Muchen's lips were so hot that they warmed Song Ci's cold lips.

He kissed her soft lips bit by bit, then pried her lips open and penetrated her domineeringly, the hot temperature of his body becoming even hotter.

It wasn't until Song Ci's tongue was numb from the kiss that the man let her go and turned on the kitchen wall lamp. Suddenly, the light shone like daylight above their heads.

At a glance, Huo Muchen saw Song Ci in his arms who was forced to hold his neck up, his eyes swollen like peaches.

His little face was bitten in many places.

Huo Muchen's eyes fell on her bruised skin without warmth, and he looked down at Song Ci: "Do you know you are wrong?"

Song Ci was shocked again.

I started crying until I almost died!

The veins on both sides of Huo Muchen's temples were popping, and his black eyes were still glaring angrily at Song Ci. He could only pick up the crying man from the water table.

"Save your strength, I'll call you soon."

Feeling the threat above his head, Song Ci cried loudly and stopped instantly.

Huo Muchen pursed his lips, lowered his head and glanced at Song Ci again, and all the accusing emotions that came out of him turned into a sigh.

For the first time, Huo Muchen discovered that Song Ci had nothing to do with him.

Even after being scolded and beaten, I couldn't bear to let go.
Chapter completed!
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