Lips ready to move: the hot wife of a black-bellied CEO

Chapter 17 His Parents' Graveyard
"Shut your mouth." Ye Yange said coldly, and then started the engine.

"I beg you, let me go to school tomorrow, okay?" The car started slowly, and An Mo brought up the old story again, but she couldn't get an answer, her heart was always in suspense.

"I told you to shut up, don't you understand?" Ye Xingge turned to look at An Mo and roared angrily.

"Why do you want to deprive me of my right to speak? Could it be that my father owes you a debt, so you can bully me as you please? You rich people are so arrogant!" Ye Yange once again angered An Mo, She looked at Ye Yange with red eyes, she had had enough, she had had enough.

"You are not worthy!" Ye Yange said fiercely.

His words completely shattered the only bit of self-esteem left in An Mo's heart. An Mo clenched his fists, "I will definitely make money and return it to you. Can you stop confusing these two things?"

Ye Fuge didn't answer him, he increased the speed, and the car drove rapidly on the empty road.

The speed was so fast that An Mo was terrified. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the handrail firmly, fearing that if she was not careful, she would fly out.

The sky was getting darker and darker, surrounded by mountains, it was cold and gloomy, An Mo felt his heart jumping in his throat.

He wouldn't kill her and throw her body deep into the mountains?

Thinking of this, An Mo's exquisite little face was frighteningly pale, and she didn't even dare to breathe.

The car stopped in an empty place, surrounded by darkness.

An Mo climbed out of the car tremblingly, only to realize that what she saw was a silent and terrifying cemetery.

An Mo shrank her neck, "Why... did you bring me here!"

Ye Fuge didn't speak. He grabbed An Mo's wrist and brought An Mo to a tombstone. Ye Fuge let go of his hand, and An Mo lost his balance and fell hard to the ground.

Raising her head, she saw a cold tombstone with pictures of two people on it. An Mo was startled and subconsciously stepped back.

"Ye Fuge, you lunatic, why did you bring me here!" An Mo was usually timid, but being brought to the cemetery at such a late hour, she was already scared out of her wits.

She tightly covered her face, trying to alleviate the fear in her heart, but her heart was still beating like a drum, beating non-stop.

Ye Fuge walked forward, grabbed An Mo's hair, and forced An Mo to open her eyes. An Mo looked at the tombstone in fear, and a creepy feeling spread to every corner of her body.

This seems to be the joint tomb of a couple. For some reason, after seeing it clearly, An Mo gradually dispelled the fear in his heart, and an inexplicable sense of loss emerged spontaneously.

I don't know how long it took, when An Mo saw that the corners of his eyes were sore and sore, Ye Fuge suddenly pulled An Mo over and stuffed An Mo into the car.

"Why did you bring me here?" An Mo couldn't help asking, feeling that tonight's night song was a bit inexplicable.

Ye Yange started the engine, and the car drove rapidly on the empty mountain road again.

Ye Haohan, Zhang Yali, and An Mo pondered inwardly, "Are they your parents? Why did you bring me here?"

As soon as An Mo's words fell, Ye Yange suddenly stopped the car, catching An Mo off guard. An Mo's body fell forward uncontrollably and hit him hard.

But before she recovered, Ye Xingge had already grabbed her neck fiercely.

An Mo struggled hard and slapped Ye Fuge's strong wrist. She felt that she was almost out of breath, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

Ye Fuge let go of his hand suddenly, An Mo turned sideways to open the car door, the car seat suddenly fell backwards, and then the sudden masculine breath surrounded An Mo, An Mo lowered his eyes in a panic, after so many experiences She seemed to have foreseen what was going to happen next.

He bit her delicate red lips, his big palms firmly held An Mo's body, and his sexy long tongue drove straight in, ravaging every inch of her mouth.

An Mo slapped Ye Fuge hard, "Let me go, let me go! I want to go down!" An Mo didn't want the humiliation of foresight to come again, so he tried his best to resist him.

(End of this chapter)