Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Her breathing was cut off suddenly, Mu Wanqing suffocated, her little face instantly flushed red due to lack of oxygen.

Staring coldly at the irritated man in front of him, his eyes filled with calmness and fearlessness, he provocatively said: "If you have the ability, you can break my neck, if you don't have the ability, don't bluff, who are you scaring?! Admire Fan, I am very clear. Let me tell you: I don’t love you anymore, I don’t have any feelings for you other than loathing you, why do you force others?! Even if you kill all the men in the world, I, Mu Wanqing, will never look back at you One look, understand?!"

Admire Fan Hearing the words, thick sword eyebrows raised dangerously: "Really?! You don't love me at all, and you don't have any feelings for me anymore?! Heh~, I really want to know, how can you forget?" Me, how can I not love me!"

After finishing speaking, before Mu Wanqing could fully understand the deeper meaning of his words, he had already squatted down, picked her up, turned around and strode towards the bedroom.

When Mu Wanqing regained her composure, she was already pressed heavily on the big soft bed, and she yelled furiously: "Ying Mufan, what are you doing?! Let me go!! Let go..."

And Yang Mufan's eyes were red, and his thin lips, which were exuding a cold breath, were tightly pressed into a straight line by him.

Locking her hands tightly above her head, her falcon-like sharp black eyes looked down at her from above: "It's best not to struggle, let alone resist, otherwise...you will get hurt."

"Yang Mufan, you bastard, what exactly do you want to do?! Let me tell you, even if you get my body, you won't get my heart." Mu Wanqing twisted her body and struggled desperately.

When Yang Mufan heard this, an increasingly crazy bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a hoarse and mellow voice, he said warmly: "Still irritating me until now?! Mu Wanqing, is it because I don't do something to you? How sharp are your teeth?! Don't worry, I will be very 'gentle' in a while to strengthen my position in your heart."

The time was silent for three seconds, "crash", the sound of the thin fabric being torn, resounded crisply in the dark room.

Admire Fan roughly pulled down the black evening dress, Mu Wanqing's thin shoulders and beautiful collarbone were immediately exposed to the air.

Under the double background of the dim light and the black dress, her delicate skin was as crystal clear as white snow.

However, all the attention of Admiral Fan is not on her alluring skin and half-naked breasts, but on the scar on the back of her left neck.

From a distance, or inadvertently, at first glance, it is just a beautiful three-dimensional tattoo, but when you look closely, under the tattoo, there are clearly distorted scars...

Admire Fan's clean and slender fingers, cover them, and gently rub the fingertips.

As for Mu Wanqing, when she felt the temperature between him, her whole body was startled, and then she roared hysterically and extremely angrily: "No, yes, touch, me!"

Yang Mufan didn't seem to hear her roar, but asked in a gloomy voice, "How did you get it up?!"

Mu Wanqing's chest rose and fell violently. She gasped for breath and struggled with all her strength, but she still couldn't break free from his restraint. She couldn't help being angry: "Ying Mo Fan, let me go, let go..."

"Who got it up?!" Yang Mufan asked calmly again, impatiently.