Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

That powerful strength makes Mu Mingsheng, the overlord who has been galloping in the mall for decades, a little unbearable. He is shocked that his old eyes gradually fade and his anger weakens. For his guilty son, he has no temper at all.

Staring at Lanxi with angry eyes, Mu Mingsheng twisted his dignified eyebrows and took a deep breath for several times. The raised old palm was slowly put down.

"I won't teach you a lesson today. Remember, don't say such bastards in the future!" the bell sounded a thick voice coldly warning.

Especially when Mo Ruqing was present.

Lanxi's clear little face was pale, and his slightly opened eyes were cold and dull, very godless.

"Ah Fu, clean up here and take her upstairs!" Mu Mingsheng frowned and ordered in a vigorous voice.

***

The soft big bed is arched with a slender figure.

The servant came and knocked at the door: "Miss mu, go down to dinner. The master has called several times."

"I'm not hungry."

"Miss, please let us go in and bandage your wound." the servant begged kindly.

"Can't I keep it?" she frowned and responded angrily.

The servant called again several times with the same result, so he had to give up and leave and go downstairs to resume his life.

Lanxi lay on her back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. There was a trace of pain in her eyes. Recalling the scene just now, she felt more and more painful like burning her heart. She closed her eyes, tilted her small face and brushed the humiliating and painful picture away from her mind. A vague and clear figure appeared in her mind in a trance.

Just like the flash of lightning, she suddenly blocked in front of her and helped her block the injured man.

He has a knife cut side face, angular and cold as ice. There is infinite amorous feelings between his hands and feet, low eyebrows and drooping head. She thinks of too many details, his tall and straight posture, loose sitting posture, and all kinds of expressions, cold, dangerous and relaxed... No matter which kind, it is so irresistible.

"If you call me again, I'll fight with you..." the mobile phone ring suddenly sounded, startling Lanxi in a cold sweat.

Ji Yao's voice on the phone was still careless and penetrating.

"I said, did you go home last night? Can you come camping on Saturday?"

"I can't come..." her voice was pathetic.

"Ah? Your father is very angry?"

"Yes."

"That's no wonder," said Ji Yao. "You were drunk yesterday!"

Lan Xi's small eyebrows twisted, bit his lips, and propped up his body with his elbows: "what virtue do I have?"

"You're so fierce! Don't you know? You're holding a peerless attack. You're crying like a pear blossom with rain. I almost spit nosebleed! But Lanxi, who is he? It's really your family?"

Lanxi looked up and inhaled. Her little face was about to explode. She only knew that she was ashamed. She didn't expect to be so ashamed.

"... my brother."