Devil husband is a little small

"What do you know?" Wei Xiang asked angrily.

Yin Mujue looked calm and calm, sitting on a chair, his slender and powerful legs overlapped, "Do you know how many green hats you put on Mu Jue? Or do you know how much money you gave to the little boy behind Mu Jue's back?"

"Shut up!! You are talking nonsense!! You have no evidence at all." Wei Xiang interrupted him with a sharp voice.

Yin Mujue hooked his lips into a bright smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "If you make it known to everyone, feel free to yell."

Wei Xiang was startled, his face turned pale, and his voice was lowered: "What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want to do?" Yin Mujue stood up, his stern eyes swept over her body coldly, and said as he walked, "I haven't thought about it, maybe you will be ruined, maybe Mu Jue will see the essence of your bitch; maybe... ..."

Finally, he stopped at the door and turned around, smiled coldly and said nothing, shrugged his shoulders and left.

Wei Xiang stomped his feet angrily, but he couldn't do anything else; he wasn't sure how much Yin Mujue knew, and whether he had evidence to make Mu Jue believe him instead of himself...

Damn you little bastard, you dare to fight against me, I must make you die ugly.

Yin Mujue originally wanted to go out, and was too lazy to leave here to face Wei Xiang's old face; when passing by Mu Wanxi's room, the door of her room was ajar, and her sweet voice came faintly: "I know... you also Go to bed early. Well, good night..."

After Mu Wanxi finished making the phone call, when she turned around, she was surprised to see Yin Mujue standing at the door, "Yin Mujue, why didn't you knock when you came in?"

Mu Wanxi had just finished taking a shower, her whole body was naked with only a bath towel, because she hadn't had time to put on her clothes yet after answering Gu Yanshen's phone call.

Yin Mujue didn't know when he came in, closed the door, and leaned against the door with his dark eyes looking at her countless times.

"Get out... Yin Mujue, get out." Mu Wanxi grabbed her own towel with one hand to prevent her from falling, and pointed at the door with the other to scold him.

Yin Mujue looked at her flushed cheeks, with a wicked smile on his lips, staring at her body with flickering eyes, "Mu Wanxi, let's make a bet."

Mu Wanxi looked at him with puzzled eyes, but said nothing——

The evil smile deepened, and he said every word: "I bet your first time was not broken by Gu Yan."

"...You." Mu Wanxi stared at him with wide eyes, her shoulders trembling with anger, she stepped forward and raised her hand, wanting to slap him.

Yin Mujue grabbed her wrist lightly, the slender wrist seemed to be crushed with a little force; Mu Wanxi couldn't hit him, and couldn't retract her hand, so she could only stare at him angrily.

Mu Wanxi trembled slightly, and wanted to back off but was hugged closer by him, her hands were clamped and she couldn't resist, "Let go of me, Yin Mujue."

Yin Mujue's eyes fell on her collarbone, his eyes were sparkling and hot, and when he lowered his head to kiss her collarbone, Wei Xiang's voice came from outside the door.

"Xiao Xi, are you asleep? Mommy has something to tell you..."

Just as Mu Wanxi was about to speak, Yin Mujue covered her lips and pressed her ear against hers, his voice was low and full of temptation, "If you want your mother to see us hugging together in disheveled clothes, even say."

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