Discipline cute little sweet cat

Hearing Mo Jingfeng's words, Yun Songkai laughed loudly, squinting his eyes as if he was looking at his own stubborn and unruly child, "It was really possible in the past, but now Moyunhui is a regular listed company. I don't want to do something bad."

Immediately, it was like giving Mo Jingfeng a mental bomb, and said softly: "I will let Xiaoyan say goodbye to you personally."

After Yun Songkai's repeated questioning just now, Mo Jingfeng's complexion is no longer the same as before. He knows in his heart that IS is no match for Mo Yunhui in terms of family power. Black to white has never been completely converted.

Before Mo Jingfeng opened his mouth to refute, he heard Yun Songkai's voice coming slowly, "Xiaoyan doesn't need to be afraid of you now, and doesn't need to be controlled by you." Obviously Yun Songkai found out, and Luo Xiaoyan stayed in the Mohist reasons.

"Xiaoyan and I are sincere to each other, and there is no such thing as existence control." Mo Jingfeng retorted: "And Xiaoyan has almost agreed to go back to China with me just now, you are her father, you should support her decision, you should Give her the right to find her own happiness."

"I don't think her being with you will be a happy ending." Yun Songkai snorted coldly, giving Mo Jingfeng no room to speak, and said sharply: "This conversation is over, you can leave gone."

Yun Songkai walked towards the inner room, opened He Shi's sliding door, stopped in his tracks, and said: "For the sake of making us father and daughter recognize each other, I will let Xiaoyan come to say goodbye to you in person. "

Watching the background gradually disappearing from the front, anxiety and irritability flashed across the amber eyes, his mind went blank, he didn't know how to react, but his body seemed to act instinctively, striding forward, pulling violently Opening the sliding door in front of him, he rushed to Yun Songkai, "If you want me to give up, you'd better turn me into a corpse."

The decisiveness in the tone was like boiling lava, bursting out of the mountain pass with a bang, and stretching towards the surrounding land, the scorching heat dissipated the skin, muscles and bones in an instant.

"I don't know how to live or die." Accompanied by his words, he attacked suddenly. Although he had been tortured by illness for several years, how could the person who won the world from the sword be a soft-footed shrimp? He raised his hand and threw out a somewhat unfamiliar offensive. Straight to attack Mo Jingfeng's waist.

Mo Jingfeng couldn't dodge it in time, and was hit on the side of his waist. With one hand propped on the table, his eyes quickly glanced at the things in the room. He was surprised to find that this room was different from other places. It was decorated in European style, with milky white furniture. , trimmed with golden lace, and a fireplace with red flames beating, in front of it is a soft rattan lounge chair, babbling and shaking.

Seeing Yun Songkai attacking towards him, Mo Jingfeng jumped onto the table, pulled out a rose from the vase, and shot at Yun Songkai like a hidden weapon. Jing Feng jumped down without any hesitation or consideration, as if he was so angry that he lost his mind, all he wanted was to hit the block in front of him so that he could hold hands with Xiaoyan.

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In fact, no one is watching the update at night [pia Fei, you think too much, you update at twelve noon, but no one is actually watching qwq