Boss Husband, Control Yourself

"Ah..." the sudden pain in her back made her scream more shrill before she finished speaking.

"Milia..." Bao Mo Ran's heart trembled and turned around again, adding a ferocious red mark on the back of the woman who was covered with whip marks on the sofa.

"Let her go." Bao Mo ran clenched his fist and looked at the smiling face again.

"I'm sorry... No... sister dye... Let's go..." the woman who was convulsed by pain on the sofa forced her to hold on and uttered illegible gibberish. Then her head tilted and she fainted.

"Let her go? Yes The feminine looking man nodded with a smile, then turned to look at one of the attendants, "why don't you move? Didn't you hear that Miss Ye just asked you to let miria go? "

His entourage, with a paralyzed face like a stump, continued to stand still.

"You..." is a rogue. But Bao Mo ran didn't say it, so he clenched his fists and forced himself to calm down.

"Come on, what's your purpose of luring me here by using miria? Who wants to deal with me? I don't think I've offended anyone in San Francisco? Unless... "She frowned and thought. At the end, she seemed to think of something. She suddenly stopped talking, and then with some incredible eyes, she looked at miria, who was unconscious and full of whip marks.

"Why don't you go on? Miss Ye is a smart person. It's true that, as you think, someone has paid a lot of money for a wonderful performance of Miss Ye. So, next, naturally, we have to arrange Miss ye to perform. " With a sneer and a wave of his hand, the four strong men around him, like towers, strided over in two groups.

A group of two people directly to the unconscious millia, drag her out like a chicken.

Another group of two people are directly toward Bao Mo dye stride.

"No, where are you going to take miria?" Bao Mo ran waved his hands to keep the two men away. At the same time, he looked at millia's eyes and was worried.

Anyway, she came here for millia. If millia didn't save herself, what's her trip today? It's stupid.

"Oh, I'm not following Miss Ye's orders to let Miss miria go?" When the feminine man speaks, he directly indicates to the two strong black men around him with his eyes.

They receive the man's eye signal, no longer stay, directly extend the palm palm big hand, one side, with Bao Mo dye, put her toward the inside room.

"No, let me go... What are you doing? Let me go, I called the police, the police will come right away... "She threatened, kicking her legs, struggling.

"It's no use. It's late." The strong black man who had been following her waved his hand, and several big black men poured into the room.

Before they came in, there was a strong man who had not spoken all the time. He rushed at Bao Mo ran who was shrinking at the head of the bed.

"Ah..." with a scream of panic, Bao Muran wanted to hide to the other side, but he was mercilessly pulled over by the man holding his two thin legs.

"No, don't. You'll be punished for that."

At the moment, the feminine man came and stopped at the door of the room surrounded by two followers.

A camera is pointing in the direction of the bed

Until now, Bao Mo ran completely understood their intention, and her heart was really filled with endless fear.

In my mind, a face with different feelings suddenly appeared

In the street square, he held Sax in his hand, looked at her affectionately and said: "I just know that love should be expressed in time... So, next, I want to say to my beloved woman: sorry, I love you..."

Seeing Xue Muxuan's psychological offensive again, Bao Muran sighed and said, "well, it's not that I don't help you, but you know, the boss of W city calls for you to talk to him. If I go, I'm sure I'll have to talk to him about my bad temper!"

Xue Muxuan was speechless. She knew what Bao Muran said was reasonable. It's true that Bao Muran is not strong in negotiation. She basically comes out to talk with people about her business. This time, Bao Muran is even more afraid to screw up such an important task.

"Do I really have nothing to do with the Duan family?" Xue Muxuan pretended to be sad, and even the air around him was filled with Buddha, which sent out a sense of sadness.

Speechless pull the corners of the mouth, Bao Mo dye forehead printed a few black lines, this kind of behavior is not usually her to do, how Xue Muxuan also infected... At this time, the phone of the studio suddenly rang.

"Hello," Xue Muxuan listlessly picked up the phone, directly asked: "what's the matter - yes, yes, I am - yes - really! No problem, no problem - yes, we understand each other... "

Looking at the friend on the other side, he couldn't help picking his eyebrows. Bao Muran didn't know what happened until Xue Muxuan hung up the phone and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Great!" Xue Muxuan put his arms around Bao Muran and gave her a kiss on her forehead. He said excitedly: "tomorrow's meeting is cancelled! I don't have to go to w City! "

With that, Xue Muxuan waves his hands excitedly and writhes in his seat. Bao Muran looks at Xue Muxuan, who has been abnormal all the time today, like a ghost. Suddenly, he feels very happy and sad“ What's the matter with you? " Bao Muran's strange expression finally attracted Xue Muxuan's attention. She held Bao Muran's small face and asked, "don't you feel comfortable?"“ No, it's just... "Biting his teeth, Bao Mo ran didn't want to say this kind of words to destroy the atmosphere when Xue Mu Xuan was happy, but he still couldn't help saying:" I'm a little worried about you. You should be careful when you go to Duan's old house tomorrow... "" an LA! " Thinking that his good friend was worrying, Xue Muxuan patted Bao Moran on the shoulder. He was a little moved in his heart: "you can rest assured that I am doing business." Nodding, Bao Mo ran forced a smile: "I hope so." Looking at her friend's uneasy expression, Xue Muxuan's heart is also heavy. Soon she shakes her head again. She doesn't want to be too pessimistic about the things that haven't come yet. Didi - a faint voice suddenly rang out in the room, a thin hand slowly picked up the phone. Looking at the words on the screen, Duan Liyan's gloomy face was covered with a cold smile.