Deep honey love: Ex-husband, where is your heart?

Night came quietly, shaking lights, noisy music, crazy people shouted and danced.

Everyone gets drunk when he is not drunk, not to mention Xia Yuyang who has drunk two more cups. Xia Yuyang gently rubs his forehead against the wall next to the bathroom, and the whole head faints.

A good friend's birthday party was very extravagant. He met several business partners and potential customers. Xia Yuyang couldn't help drinking more.

Even if she didn't want to drink, she couldn't help it.

She shook her slim body out of the bathroom. A flat headed man happened to come to the bathroom and stepped into the bathroom door. After seeing Xia Yuyang, he suddenly stopped. He turned his eyes and looked at Xia Yuyang for a moment. Xia Yuyang rubbed his forehead slightly. It seemed that he drank a little more.

"Beauty, did you drink too much? Are you okay?" the tone sounded polite and respectful, even a gentleman, but this hand irregularly touched Xia Yuyang's slender waist.

It seems to be holding her, but Xia Yuyang feels that the man's action makes her very uncomfortable.

"I'm fine!" Xia Yuyang's beautiful eyebrows frowned fiercely, frowning to avoid the man's arm around his waist. He stumbled and almost fell.

The man took the opportunity to hold Xia Yuyang's hand and dragged her into his arms. "Beauty, be careful! Are you okay? Do you want me to take you home? My car is in the basement parking lot."

The man's words were nothing, even sincere.

But his irregular movements and obscene eyes exposed him.

He looked up and down at Xia Yuyang, cocked his mouth and smelled the aroma between Xia Yuyang's hair.

"Please be polite, sir." Xia Yuyang struggled to go away, but the man held her hand.

"Miss, I'm not a bad person. I'll take you home. Let's go!" not only didn't let go, but also because Xia Yuyang's scolding was more energetic. He pulled Xia Yuyang's arm hard and tried to drag Xia Yuyang away by force.

"Let go of me and go away!" Xia Yuyang struggled desperately. Excited, he waved his arm and accidentally caught the man's face.

At that moment, a bloody path appeared on the man's face, abrupt and ferocious.

The pain on his face made the man angry. He stared at his red eyes angrily, as if he wanted to eat people, and scolded: "bitch, don't know how to flatter me, you dare to hit me!"

Then he raised his hand and hit Xia Yuyang fiercely in the face.

Xia Yuyang had no time to dodge. He instinctively closed his eyes, but he didn't feel the feeling of being slapped on his face. What he heard was the man's exclamation.

She suddenly opened her eyes, which suddenly opened wide. The scene in front of her was really a little incredible for her.

The man was tightly held by Tang Mosen's arm. Tang Mosen's face was very dark and cold. His cold voice was like Shura from hell, which made his scalp numb. His thin lips pursed gently and spit out a word coldly: "roll!"

He threw the man's arm fiercely, and the man was thrown out by Tang Mosen, like a broken barrel, rolling on the ground twice.

With a look of fear, he hummed twice on the ground and crawled away, embarrassed to the extreme.

"Thanks..."

"You really can't live without a man for a moment."

Before a word of thanks was fully said, Tang Mosen's sarcastic voice floated out first, cold and without a trace of temperature.

Tang Mosen glanced sideways at Xia Yuyang, and the mockery in his eyes was obvious.

The gratitude in Xia Yuyang's eyes coagulated for a moment. Her eyebrows frowned fiercely and she was stunned for a moment. She suddenly sneered and said, "Tang Mosen, what do you mean? If you save me, you can ridicule me and talk nonsense?"

"Nonsense?" Tang Mosen's sword eyebrow was light, and his thin lips raised a cool smile. His low voice was extremely vicious and terrible, a hundred times darker than the man who yelled just now.

With a long leg, almost in a flash, he came to Xia Yuyang. Xia Yuyang dodged and hid, but it was too late. She was tightly pressed on the cold wall by Tang Mosen.

This is to send away the jackals and welcome the tigers and leopards? Thought it was a hero who saved the United States? Who knows it's another beast?!

Xia Yuyang frowned fiercely, and the whole beautiful face almost wrinkled into a ball. She shrunk her neck and dodged Tang Mosen's face.

Tang Mosen looked at the woman's face and hated him. He suddenly sneered. He clamped Xia Yuyang's chin with his big palm and forced her to look up at herself.

Sexy thin lips spit out cold words, which is extremely ironic: "Xia Yuyang, what are you pretending to be? Don't you just like to contact with men? I can't imagine how hungry and thirsty you are after you left me. You even like this kind of goods. Hmm? Do you regret it now? Regret that you didn't happen to me in those years? That's why you are so lonely after you got married that you can't wait to keep looking for men."

"What are you talking about? Why are you so insulting?" Xia Yuyang's red eyes were really angry at Tang Mosen's words,

She was so angry that she trembled, her fist was tightly pinched, and she didn't know her nails were embedded in the meat.

"What I say, you know best." thin lips raised a cold and ruthless smile. His big palm rubbed Xia Yuyang's beautiful white chin and neck back and forth. Tang Mosen raised his big palm and broke Xia Yuyang's chin.

The sharp outline suddenly fell down, and Xia Yuyang could see his face and feel his burning breath.

His lips were close at hand and almost wanted to stick together. Xia Yuyang was stunned by Tang Mosen's sudden action.

Tang Mosen stared at a pair of dark eyes, as if he had been fixed in the body method, motionless maintained this position and looked at Xia Yuyang.

For a long time, his fist hit the wall behind Xia Yuyang, and a low voice sounded in Xia Yuyang's ear, "Damn it!" Tang Mosen cursed, wondering whether he was scolding himself or scolding Xia Yuyang again.

Tang Mosen breathed heavily and hit his fist on the wall. He stopped Xia Yuyang. His breath wandered in her ear.

Xia Yuyang didn't know what he wanted to do. Being so close made her straighten up and down.

Every pore under my body is tight.

Such a close distance reminded her of the terrible night five years ago, the night she didn't want to recall.

Xia Yuyang stared at Tang Mosen with a pair of beautiful eyes. It was hatred. Her eyes were opposite. The hatred in her eyes stunned Tang Mosen.

Tang Mosen's side eyes looked carefully at the woman in front of him. His sexy thin lips suddenly aroused, but before he made a sound, he was interrupted by a scream.

The beautiful and enchanting fiery red figure rushed over like crazy and pushed away Xia Yuyang in Tang Mosen's arm. Xia Yuyang staggered and almost fell to the ground. At the critical moment, the familiar and strange palms held her fingertips.

But just for a moment, it was separated from Bai Yalin's scream and palm.