Mo Shao's wife is super sweet

Chapter 390 Fight for her!
Such intimacy—

Mo Feibai's dark eyes suddenly dimmed.

It's like the moonlight falling into the abyss, and there is no light in sight.

His cold eyes fixed on Qin Xuechu's hand holding Su Weiliang, cold, cruel and bloody.

He smiled coldly and strode over.

Wherever he passed, everyone was frightened by the violent aura emanating from him.

The huge living room was as silent as a cicada, and no one dared to make a sound.

Su Weiliang was talking to Qin Xuechu, when she suddenly noticed two creepy eyes on her back.

In an instant, her hairs stood on end.

There is a feeling of being stripped-naked by the other party, ravaged-ravaged, and swallowed.

This look——

Her face suddenly turned pale.

The hand holding her wrist suddenly became stronger.

Su Weiliang instantly condensed her mind.

With Xuechu by her side, she is not afraid...

Her expression returned to calm.

Just after turning half her body, a cold hand grabbed her wrist.

Su Weiliang shivered from the temperature of her ice-like skin.

Then a body with a cold aura approached her.

A strong force pulled her body away.

Qin Xuechu's gaze turned cold, and she raised her hand to stop her.

It was Mo Feibai's fist that greeted him.

When fists met fists, the air vibrated at that moment.

Before Su Weiliang could stand still, he heard a crackling sound coming from the front.

The tower-shaped champagne was kicked to pieces by Mo Feibai.

Glass shards splashed everywhere, and the wine flowed down.

The two men fought directly.

The screams of countless women sounded at the scene.

When Su Weiliang saw Mo Feibai for the first time, he froze for a moment.

It's really that man who doesn't look... not very good...

The skin was too pale, without a trace of blood.

The eyes are frighteningly black.

His expression was cold, and there was a layer of cruel hostility between his brows and eyes.

All his attacks were aimed at Qin Xuechu's hands and face.

Qin Xuechu was annoyed that he had hurt Su Weiliang, and her attacks were extremely cruel.

Both men fought with all their might.

Those who came to the auction at the scene suffered accordingly.

Countless people were affected, accidentally injured, covered their heads, screamed and cried bitterly in fright.

The luxurious venue instantly turned into a battlefield.

"stop fighting!"

Su Weiliang was about to pounce, but Mo Feise held her back.

"You can't stop them, why run to get in the way?"

"I didn't come here today to fight!" The auction was ruined, what about Huanyan's relic?
Mo Feise sneered, and looked into her eyes, "Isn't it because Mo Feibai was seriously injured and worried that he would suffer?"

Su Weiliang was taken aback.

injured?
She bit her lip, secretly spurning herself for being worthless, her first reaction was actually worrying...

"That's not true!" She stomped on Mo Feise's foot and ran up, "Xuechu, stop beating!"

When Mo Feibai heard her voice, his gaze was so cold that it was frozen for thousands of miles.

He withdrew his hand suddenly, turned around and walked towards Su Weiliang.

Su Weiliang met his eyes and couldn't help shaking.

She stood where she was, raised her sharp chin, and her eyes were cold.

Try to control not to lose momentum.

Mo Feibai stared at her, and his voice came out of his teeth, "It's fine if you are ugly, but you still have to dress so ugly and run out to embarrass yourself, Su Weiliang, the more you live, the more you will go back!"

Su Weiliang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant.

(End of this chapter)