Hard to escape: first young lady of the luxury family

... maybe she's afraid, maybe she doesn't want to control. It's already like this. What's the use of being strong? She closed her eyes and accepted her fate!

What Lu Yingfeng just said on the phone, she recalled in her head again and again, what did he mean? Why does he know so much?

The phone glittered and remained connected. The sound from this end came into Lu Yingfeng's ear at the other end of the phone.

For a long time, Mo Xiaowen came out feebly. Pick up a towel and wipe your hair. The whole person is too tired.

Mo Xiaowen is finally a little free. She rummages around in bed for her mobile phone. Finally, she touches it and takes it up. God, why... Is it still on the phone or answering?

So the other end of the phone

Mo Xiaowen pressed the button for an instant to end. She was panting. Her eyes seemed to break the embankment, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

At this time, Helian promised to return to ch ^ after smoking his cigar, opened the quilt, and tyrannically stopped her in his arms. She turned her back to him, and he held her tightly,.

Neither of them spoke or were tired.

Soon, Mo Xiaowen heard heliancheng's subtle snoring.

However, Mo Xiaowen lost sleep. She stared at the wall for a long time and wanted to empty herself like this.

After a long time, she will hold her arm away, struggle to get up, and endure the pain of her back and legs.

Walking to the window, the curtain was gently blown by the wind, sweeping her body. The wind was very cold, as if it was cold to Mo Xiaowen's heart.

Her head was full of Lu Yingfeng's lost expression. He must have heard it. She was so presumptuous and shameless in the bathroom just now. He must have heard it.

Lu Yingfeng, you must be happy. A woman like me doesn't deserve you!

Think, warm tears drop by drop.

From then on, she won't meet anything in his life.

It was empty all around, only the iron railing could rely on. She sat slowly on the ground against the iron railing, and she hugged her trembling body with all her strength.

"Sorry, I don't deserve it. I really don't deserve it. Although I miss you so much, I'm a terrible woman!"

"Mo Xiaoyu, what are you muttering about?" is the woman crazy? Always cry, follow him, is she so wronged?

The overbearing and cold voice came from behind. Mo Xiaowen trembled with fear, then rubbed the tears on his face, took a deep breath, and then pretended to turn calmly to "why!" she threw him a white eye again.

He Liancheng has a bath towel around his waist, one hand on his hips, messy hair and nothing on his upper body. Is he deliberately showing her? over my dead body.

Mo Xiaowen blushed and turned his eyes to the other side.

"I said, why are you crying again? What's the matter with you?"

Mo Xiaoyu stared at him, "what's none of your business?"

"What are you talking about?" the woman dared to say dirty words? How dare she say dirty words to her gold owner?

"Why are you awake? Haven't you slept well for days? Why get up?" she hated the man who disturbed her.

"Mo Xiaoyu, should I teach you how to treat your gold owner? Or do you think your wife is flat recently and wants to find something?"

"Can you not threaten me? I know it's wrong, Lord Jin..." she deliberately responded to him unhappily.

After several hours of torture, Mo Xiaowen's stomach growled.

"Are you hungry?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded uneasily.