Love-hunting CEO Too Strong

She felt guilty, but it was he who wanted to be strong

Moreover, she did not expect that he would not hide. He was so skillful that he could strangle himself with one finger.

Why don't you get out of the way? Why?

"You insult me, you hurt me first, you deserve it."

She retorted loudly, breathing fast, as if trying to convince herself not to feel guilty for the man[

Yeah, he's wrong. Why does she feel guilty.

Now his expression made her look as if she had committed a terrible crime. The cold-blooded man deserved it.

Very rare, Mo Feng Ya didn't get angry and didn't pinch her neck.

Just eyes become very far away, like thinking of something far away, he coldly smile.

"Yes, I deserve it."

Ye Chuqing is more and more frightened. Even if this man does something wrong, he will never admit it.

He actually said that he deserved it, not ironically, but really felt that he deserved it.

Too strange, Mo Feng Ya tonight from the appearance to now, are not like the usual noble man above people.

On the contrary, he was manic and confused, with some kind of depressed pain.

His face became paler and paler, but his whole body did not move like plaster, and he did not want to make her revenge.

Ye Chuqing looked at his chest blood flow more and more, dyed sheets are red, can't help but be shocked.

"Hey, you're hurt. Let the doctor bandage you as soon as possible."

If it's bleeding like this, he's going to die.

Although she hated him for being so hard on herself tonight, he didn't do anything after all.

She hurt him and he didn't break his neck. She didn't have the heart.

She climbed to the bed and picked up the phone, just trying to dial the inside line to call the housekeeper.

A hand but she raised the phone back to the original place, Mo Feng Ya calm and affectionate voice from her ear.

"Do you want to die? Let others know that you stabbed me, you wait to enter the coffin

Ye Chuqing is surprised. Yes, Mo Fengya's men don't talk about Wang FA. They hurt their master[

The purgatory is good to say, if flying eagle knew, estimate to carry oneself to throw into crematorium directly.

But why should he think so much about himself?