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

Chapter 30 Bloodthirsty Punishment
The first thing An Mo did when she returned to her residence was to go to the bathroom to take a shower. She just ran all the way back, and her clothes were already soaked in sweat.

Fortunately, when I left home today, An Mo chose some of her favorite clothes in her closet, and she can change into them after taking a shower.

Just by looking at the design of the servant's room, one can tell that the Ye family is really rich, not to mention in city C, at least in the whole country Z.

Each servant's room has a separate bathroom, and there is a bathtub in the bathroom. Compared with An Mo's previous dark time on the island, the night house can be regarded as a paradise.

An Mo put the clothes on the shelf above her head, turned on the faucet above the bathtub, and tried the water temperature before getting ready to take a bath.

Seeing herself in the mirror, An Mo only felt a sense of loss in her heart.

Those marks were still blue and purple a few days ago, and after time has passed, they have now turned into a light pink. The scars on the body will disappear with time, but the wounds in the heart may never recover.

Thinking of this, An Mo raised the corners of her mouth mockingly. It's no use complaining about herself now, as long as she works hard to live every day well, and perseveres no matter what difficulties she encounters, she believes that she will definitely hear about this difficulty. When the time comes, she will definitely repay him double what Ye Yange has done to her!

At this moment, the door of the bathroom was kicked open. Before An Mo had time to look back, Ye Xingge pushed her into the bathtub.

The familiar smell of tobacco hit her face, and An Mo's originally silent heart began to beat wildly again. She struggled to get out of the bathtub, but Ye Yange held her tightly.

Soon, the water in the bathtub covered the top of An Mo's head, and the scorching heat invaded every inch of her body.

An Mo struggled to get out of it, but the hand on her neck showed no intention of letting go.

She felt that her eyes, nose and mouth were all flooded with water, and that uncomfortable feeling stimulated her senses.

An Mo knew that the big devil was going crazy again.

If he didn't torture her for a day, he would probably feel uncomfortable too.

Soon, An Mo only felt that her consciousness was gradually becoming loose. She lowered her hand weakly, thinking, is it too unfair to die like this, but how long can she persist in such a difficult life?

It's better to just die like this, she really can't take it anymore, even if her father and sister want to blame her, she can't help it.

It's a pity that Ye Fuge was not as good as An Mo's wish. Just when she thought she was about to suffocate to death, he fished her out of the water again, pointed at her bloodless lips, and gave her mouthfuls. She breathed out.

An Mo slowly opened her eyes, staring fixedly at the leopard-like man in front of her. If she could, she really wanted to dig out his heart to see if it was red or black!

"You still know you're coming back." Ye Fuge also looked at An Mo coldly, his tone full of contempt.It seems that secretly dating outside is not enough, and she even brought someone home, is she so short of men?

"Didn't I come back?" An Mo also retorted. She had just walked through the gate of hell, and she found that her courage had suddenly grown. Maybe she really wasn't so afraid of life and death. He would do anything to her. It doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't touch her back-family, and the people she loves the most.

"You still dare to talk back to me." Ye Yange's face darkened, and he reached out and grabbed An Mo's fair neck.

The feeling of lack of oxygen came again, An Mo stretched out his hand and patted Ye Fuge vigorously, but he remained motionless.

Ye Fuge looked coldly at An Mo, who was dying and struggling in front of her, a hint of sarcasm curled up on her sexy and thin lips.

She is still a little thing covered with thorns, and he must pick out the thorns one by one with his own hands, until she is bloody and completely subdued under his feet.

An Mo felt that her spirit had begun to go into a trance again, and the terrible feeling in the bathtub came back again. Just when her nerves were tense, Ye Xingge let go of her again, and then waved her hand, viciously threw her to the ground.

She just knew that he couldn't let her die, he just wanted to torture her, he was just a pervert.

The cold floor was accompanied by intense labor pains. An Mo fell heavily on the ground, her face turned pale from the pain. She felt that her body was almost no longer her own.

She raised her eyes and looked at the condescending Ye Fuge with hatred, her eyes were poisoned. If eyes could kill people, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for Ye Fuge to die 1000 million times.

Ye Fuge has always been a man of action. Just as this thought came to his mind, the next second he picked An Mo up by the waist and put him back in the bathtub.

"You...what are you going to do?" As soon as An Mo finished speaking, Ye Yange's slender fingers pinched her jaw fiercely.

"Hmm..." An Mo had always had deep fear in her heart when she was treated so roughly by Ye Luge before. She would rather be locked in the darkness forever than be tortured endlessly by him.

Seeing An Mo's hands kept pushing in front of her, Ye Yange raised her hands above her head impatiently, then took off the tie around her neck, and quickly tied it around her wrists, Imprisoned her hands that were always making trouble.

"Little guy, I'll let you know the consequences of rejecting me!" Ye Xingge gave an evil laugh, and pressed An Mo firmly into the bathtub.

The water flooded over An Mo's head, and An Mo felt her chest was pressed by a boulder. She opened her mouth wide to breathe, but the hot water took the opportunity to get into her mouth and nose, choking her whole body and screaming.

An Mo looked at the man in front of her with some fear. After learning the lesson just now, she no longer dared to act rashly. She was really afraid of the feeling of being drowned in the water and unable to move.

(End of this chapter)