Chapter 4 Young Master, You Are So Rude

Moxiluo folded his arms, looked lazily at Feng Sumo who had fallen to the ground, and smiled like a demon dancing wildly in the wind.

Feng Sumo's small face didn't know whether it was due to drinking or medicine. It was so red that it seemed to ooze blood. The long and thin eyelashes covered the beautiful eyes, and the soft light fell on the palm-sized face. A few strands of soft hair were messy and scattered on the forehead, looking very pampered.

However, this person does not include Mecillo.

In his eyes, she just wants to ravage, ravage her like this!

"You were so energetic just now..." Nuo Qi came from behind, and wanted to go up to check on Feng Sumo's situation, but saw Moxiluo bent over and pulled her up on the ground.

He doesn't belong to the man who can just meet a woman and wipe it all away, but if this woman offends him, that's another matter!
The smile on the corners of his lips gradually turned cold, Moxiluo rudely dragged Feng Sumo, who was somewhat unconscious, and strode towards the direction of the car.

"Master, you are so rude!"

Nuoqi murmured in an injustice behind him, his voice was so small that he didn't dare to let Mesilo hear it.

If you really hear it, the unjust person will become him...

Feng Sumo's head was very dazed, his consciousness was very fuzzy, and his body was so soft that it didn't look like his own. He was completely dragged along the way in the car.

I was fighting with Moxiluo before, but I was pushed back and slammed into the door of the car. The pain brought me back to my senses a little bit. After holding on for so long, I got out of the car because I was exhausted.

Like twisting a chicken, he threw Feng Sumo onto the car seat, and Moxiluo coldly ordered Nuo Qi, who followed him into the car, "Go back to the hotel!"

"Yes!" Not daring to say anything more, Nuo Qi consciously assumed the responsibility of the driver.

In fact, they don't belong to T city, they came here only temporarily after receiving an order from the boss of the Mo family, saying that there was a plan to expand the market to this city, so he and Mo Shao came here. Day, has been living in the hotel.

After a ten-minute drive, the car slowly stopped outside the hotel where the two were staying. The door just opened, and Moxiluo's slender legs stepped out immediately.

With cold eyes, he glanced at Feng Sumo, who seemed to be still in a half-conscious state while lying on the car, and Moxiluo bent over and carried her into the room with rare kindness.

Kicking the door, locking it, and throwing the person on the bed, Moxiluo covered Feng Sumo's body without any tenderness.

"Hmm..." The sudden pressure on his body made Feng Sumo murmur, and his dazzling eyes slowly opened after that.

A pair of beautiful eyes, so clear that they are not stained with dust. The fine feather fan eyelashes trembled with the breath, casting a hazy silhouette on the eye socket, adding a different kind of charm.

The beauty is a little distorted, the beauty is...deja vu.

Twelve years ago, he also met a girl with such clear eyes.

But, she is not that her.

That girl lives in New York and will not appear in T City.

"Who are you?" Suddenly, a sleepy voice rang out.

Moxiluo's wandering thoughts were interrupted, and his eyes fell on Feng Sumo's face again, and the curves of his handsome face became cold and tense immediately.

who are you?
She only closed her eyes for a few minutes, and now she doesn't remember him?
What kind of memory does this woman have?
"Who do you want me to be?" Moxiluo raised his lips coldly, resisting the urge to throw her out of the window.

(End of this chapter)

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