CEO, Hold On A Moment

The light of the car's lights was turned to the maximum.

Light glare, Joe mu can't open his eyes, but the master of the voice, she can still distinguish very clearly. She squinted and looked at the sound source through her fingers. She was tall and tall, and was walking towards her.

All over him, there was a torrent of anger.

"Why are you here?" At this moment, Tang BeiYao choked her heart, "I said, you are not allowed to interfere in this matter!" She said yes!

Why are we still investigating?

Why is not obedient!

"You said that what you are doing now has nothing to do with my father." He was so angry that Jomo calmed down and said, "if you can lie, why can't I come, Tang Shao?"

The last two words came out of her mouth, full of irony.

"Jomo!" He called her name coldly. "Do you know what you're talking about?" At this moment, she left him far away, that kind of stubborn, just like four years ago, tore a scar on his heart.

His reason was replaced by anger.

There is no need to consider the cause, the cause, the process

Only the result remained in his eyes -

she disobeyed him!

Jomo sneered, sour and astringent: so what should she say? Said she pretended that nothing had happened and went on to school tomorrow? She thinks he is honest and pure now. She just decided to like him again?

Stop!

It's impossible.

"I want to see my father." Thousands of emotions, finally only into a simple sentence, Joe Mu looked up, in the light, looked directly into his eyes, "I just want to see my father."

She felt like a fool for a long time.

So she wanted to go back to the origin and ask the person who stood with her at the beginning of memory -

dad.

What kind of identity is he?

What kind of world are you in?

She wants to know and ask

“…… Good Tang BeiYao just stares at her for a long time. His vision changes from haze to cruelty. Then he suddenly hugs her, pinches her chin and kisses her

Full of ruthlessness!

Without the slightest bit of softness and tenderness, he was like a fierce beast, kissing her almost like gnawing. Like a wounded animal, biting its own festering wound

“…… Well She was miserable, but she didn't struggle.

They are just as miserable.

It smells of blood.

I don't know who bit it? I don't know whose lip I'm biting? Anyway, this little pain, at this time, on who is insignificant

It took a long time for Tang BeiYao to let her go.

Both of them had disordered breathing and swollen lips, but they were similar to each other in their stubbornness, but they didn't admit defeat Until Jomo reached out and wiped her lips, and the corners of her lips were bleeding.

“…… You know the exchange terms. "

He said the second half, cold hands to grasp her slender wrist, strode to the car, opened the door, pushed in.

* * * * *

nothing to say all the way.

Qiao Mu took the co driver of Tang BeiYao's car.

The speed is very fast. The road near the warehouse is potholes and hard to walk. There are fine branches on both sides of the road. When you drive by like this, there is the sound of branches rubbing past the car body

It's harsh.

Tang BeiYao was not distressed, and let the car be scratched.

Tang house.

At night, the Tang house is still brightly lit. The kitchen was full of laughter and laughter, and several maids were busy all the time. Because Tang Shao went to pick up Miss Qiao from school and came back for dinner later, the progress between them was very good.

The car stopped at the gate of Tang house.

"Get out of the car." Tang BeiYao stepped on the brake, turned off the engine, looked very cold, "go to the bedroom."

Jomo didn't move.

Tang BeiYao didn't urge her. She didn't move, so he just sat quietly, looking at the front gate. The atmosphere in the car was depressed, and a strange stalemate circulated between them.

For a long time.

For a long time, Tang BeiYao even thought that she was soft.

So, his attitude seems to be relaxed a little bit, turning his head, trying to communicate with her: "Jomo..."

"Touch!"

As soon as she called out her name, the person who was still opened the door and got out of the car. In front of him, he slammed the door. She's in her temper. She's in a bad mood.

But

So is he.

With one hand holding the steering wheel, Tang BeiYao quietly looked at her back. Her eyes were getting dimmer and dimmer. At the moment when she was completely out of sight, he pulled open his tie and threw it aside. Then he opened the door and walked down

………

"What's the matter with you, Miss Jo? In a bad mood? "

"Didn't Tang Shao come back with you?""Eat first! We made it for you... "

“……”

……

Porch, she just finished changing shoes, several maids around her to speak. With her back to the door, Tang BeiYao could not see her expression or hear her reply to the maid.

From his point of view, we can only see that her neck is white and thin, which makes people want to love and strangle.

Just like her whole life.

"Tang Shao!"

"Tang SHAOHAO!"

When the maid found Tang BeiYao, she called one by one. Seeing that Tang BeiYao's face was not good, people's movements suddenly became cramped. They were trying to pull Qiaomu to dinner in silence, but Tang BeiYao suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the people.

"Tang Shao?" The maid looked surprised.

"Go away." Thin lips gently open, this is his only answer.

"Jomo." Then he spoke and turned to the only one beside him You asked for it. "

As soon as the words came to an end, he leaned over, picked her up and walked to the bedroom

But Jomo tried to struggle, but it didn't help at all.

Even Tang BeiYao is not his opponent. What's more, he is in a rage now. He can't control his strength at all! She struggles a point, his strength increases ten times!

It hurts!

She's in pain from his confinement!

"Ping!"

The door was kicked open by him -

the fragrance was burned in the bedroom, which was a warm atmosphere specially arranged, but it could stimulate people's anger more at this time. The bed was covered with rose petals, and the maid put two red roses in the middle

Tang BeiYao took a look and directly lifted the quilt. The rose and rose petals were thrown under the bed.

Then, put people directly on the bed list.

"Hiss..."

All the way of imprisonment, coupled with the impact of the bed surface, let Joe murmur snort in pain, can't help locking his brow. But before she could turn over her body, his tall body had been covered up

"Don't go too far!"

Her hand was held up over her head, and his palm went directly into her dress. Jomo cried out.

Not gentle!

Not gentle at all!

His actions made her feel painful. He almost tore off her clothes one by one and made red marks on her

"Jomo, I said you asked for it." He finished word by word and leaned over to kiss her.

She asked for it.

Tonight, it could have been wonderful.

Now, beauty is all on the ground

………

A silent and hard pull, the whole process is her downwind.

Jomo couldn't resist his fury and hegemony. She resisted and froze silently until the last barrier on her body was removed by him and thrown to the ground

"Tang BeiYao!" She cried out his name, "are you really doing this to me?"

"Then tell me, what should I do to you?" He murmured over her head in a deep, muffled voice.

Jomo was speechless.

At last she could not help crying.

"If you want to hate me, hate me for the rest of your life." He held her on the shoulder, just as she had said that to him four years ago, and he only answered now.

Since it can't be retrieved, let's continue to entangle and destroy

They belong to each other again!

Pain!

It's the only feeling Jomo has.

Four years ago, she only experienced once, that time, he never touched her again. In the past four years, she has never had a boyfriend or any experience

She's as young as ever, he's tougher than ever.

Joe snorted and bit his shoulder heavily.

And he stopped for two seconds, his eyes darkened, and he began to attack heavily

The night is long.

At the end of the day, Jomo fainted.

The light in the room is dim. She sleeps in the middle of the big bed, with red marks on her white skin. She was so tired that Tang BeiYao picked it up and put it on her. She still didn't feel it

Tang BeiYao went to the balcony and lit a cigarette silently.

He seldom smokes.

And he rarely fails to plan.

But, for example, now

None of the things originally arranged can be used, and their relationship has finally become rigid like this It's a miscalculation. It's a failure.

Do you want to let it go?

No way.

Do you want to let go?

More unlikely.

Tang BeiYao just stood on the balcony with his slender knuckles holding a cigarette. The end of the cigarette was scarlet. It went out in the morning and then, and finally burned out by himself, but he still didn't feel itJomo, what do you want from me?

There is no answer.

She was a disappointment he couldn't give up.

"Well..." In the room, she murmured vaguely. It was from her sleep.

But Tang BeiYao subconsciously looked back and stared at it silently for a long time. Then he shook the cigarette in his hand and simply threw away the end of the burnt cigarette Night, there's a long way to go.

He stepped in and covered her again

………

All night, Jomo was not safe.

She is so tired.

In the first half of the night, she couldn't resist and fell asleep completely, and her brain no longer had the ability to think. Later, she was in great pain, and her body couldn't stand his demands, crying for him to let go

He didn't promise.

In the morning light, she woke up in his arms, and her brain was awake for a moment -

she was wet with sweat, and so was he. They are so close, but so far away.

"Tang BeiYao..." She whispered his name and closed her eyes slowly.

"Well." Tang BeiYao answered, his voice is low, but there is a kind of calm after Qing Yu. He held her, and he didn't sleep all night.

But Jomo didn't speak again.

Her heart was sour and bitter, so she closed her eyes until her thoughts were chaotic, and then she escaped into a dream