Chapter 47 Do You Like Me? (18)

"Are you dumb? I'm asking you something!" Seeing Shui Yirou biting her lower lip and not saying a word, Mo Chenfeng was annoyed and annoyed, and couldn't help accentuating her tone.

I really don't understand what this damned woman is thinking, and I hate why I feel sorry for her.

"No!" After staring at Mo Chenfeng for a long time, Shui Yirou said these two words lightly.

She couldn't help but want to avoid his sight, but was held tightly by his hands, making it impossible for her to escape.

"Since it's not, why don't you hide?"

Mo Chenfeng didn't know why he was angry, all he knew was that when he saw the finger marks on Shui Yirou's face, he was so angry that he couldn't control himself. He wanted to strangle Song Qianqian to death, but he also wanted to strangle Shui Yirou to death.

"I don't know how to hide." Lowering her eyes, Shui Yirou replied calmly.

She wasn't lying, she really didn't know how to hide.

Song Qianqian was domineering and quick to strike, and Shui Yirou had never quarreled with anyone since she was a child, let alone fought, so she really didn't know where to hide or fight back.

"Idiot, you are so stupid." Hearing Shui Yirou's words, Mo Chenfeng felt even more distressed.

Let go of the hand that pinched Shui Yirou's chin, hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed the blood-stained lips, a little salty, a little astringent, and more of Shui Yirou's unique taste, Fascinating and addictive.

After the kiss, Mo Chenfeng let go of Shui Yirou, then opened the door and walked down, Shui Yirou didn't know where he was going, and she had no reason to meddle in Mo Chenfeng's affairs, so she took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Looking at her embarrassed appearance in the large mirror, Shui Yirou couldn't help laughing, but the arc of her mouth hurt the wound on her cheek, and she frowned in pain.

Back in the room, Mo Chenfeng turned his gaze and found that Shui Yirou was not there, which made his heart twitch suddenly, and when he almost rushed out the door, fortunately, the sound of water came from the bathroom, which instantly calmed Mo Chenfeng's tense heart .

I was so worried that I thought she would run away again.

What Song Qianqian did today must have hurt her, Mo Chenfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously, he will definitely not let that crazy woman go.

Shui Yirou is his personal property. Except for him who can bully her, no one else is allowed to touch her. Anyone who dares to hurt her, Mo Chenfeng will definitely make him repay her a hundredfold. This is Mo Chenfeng's usual attitude in dealing with things.

Song Qianqian, you are just waiting to change from the darling of the entertainment industry to a poor wretch that everyone despises and despises!A stupid woman who doesn't know how to behave without teaching you a lesson.

Wearing a loose bathrobe and walking out of the bathroom, crystal drops of water rolled down Shui Yirou's straight and smooth black hair, like dazzling diamonds, which made people unable to look sideways.

The soft waist was suddenly entangled by a strong arm, and then the body fell into a strong and broad embrace. Mo Chenfeng's unique breath filled the tip of his nose, making Shui Yirou frowned dissatisfied, and exerted a little force. resisted.

"Well, Mo Chenfeng, let me go first, my hair is still dripping." Shui Yirou would tear the wound when she spoke, and then the wound screamed in pain, causing her to convulse involuntarily.

She is most afraid of pain, and she can't even take injections. If it wasn't necessary to get an injection, she would never go to the hospital, and she would never let the cold needle pierce the flesh and blood. She couldn't bear the pain.

"Don't move!" With a commanding tone, Shui Yirou rolled her eyes, not in the mood to argue with him.

(End of this chapter)

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