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

The slightly mellow and fragrant smell of wine invaded with the heat of his thin lips.

Lanxi was sweating all over, subconsciously struggling, but the big palm on her neck was buttoned tightly. Her trembling eyelashes and eyes were confused. She could only see his sharp and charming jaw and Adam's apple. The gap between her teeth was pried open, she was pressed down, forced to kiss him deeply, and tasted the taste that the tip of her tongue was swept and sucked vigorously again.

A crisp hemp ran all over the back from the spine!

"Elder brother..." she cried out with fear, her voice trembled, and she couldn't sob.

There was no one at home. Even the servants went home for vacation. There were only two of them in such a big Mu house all night.

The big hand on the back neck paused, and the strength was slightly relaxed. The low voice pressed close to her lips and said, "call my name."

Lanxi's little hand tore up the sofa and said in a trembling voice: "... Mu Yanchen."

——What if I don't call my brother? His surname is mu, and his blood can remind him of his sin through a simple surname.

That's not right.

Mu Yanchen's eyes, which had been closed all the time, opened, and his eyes were projected like hawks and falcons. The coolness spread quietly: "you can only call me by name?"

Her soft and cool hair fell down and fell on the back of her hands and neck. The tail of her hair swept gently, which was very attractive.

Lanxi tried not to open a pale face: "the name without surname can only be called by Aunt mo. you are my brother, and I will be polite."

The man lying quietly like a cheetah remained silent for a long time, relaxed his hands, and finally let go of her lip petals. He let her break free from the imprisonment and stood up. Yingting's figure slowly turned up, sat upright, and gently leaned against the seat: "there's a smell of wine. Have you drunk?"

"That's yours!" she argued.

Slightly cool eyes with a trace of cold taste, fell on her face through the thin air, and asked slowly, "sweetness is also mine?"

Pineapple Beer is not wine at all. It's a drink at most. It's nothing to drink.

Lanxi's clear water eyes showed a trace of trance and helplessness, with a little pain she wanted to escape. She didn't want to be reminded of what intimate behavior they had just done. The tip of her tongue seemed to ache again, and she couldn't stay.

"I'll brush my teeth and take a bath. It's too late, I'm a little..." she blushed and wanted to go.

"Come and sit down."

Her low voice was a little hoarse. It was clearly not an order, even a trace of lingering love, but her feet could not move. Sure enough, meeting and missing were different, and her courage and sharpness were reduced by more than half.

She sat across the sofa, her lips wet and bright, and didn't look at him.

Mu Yanchen's deep eyes were also unnatural. He untied his tie and hovered in his mind the content of Mu Mingqi's conversation with him. He whispered, "what did the parents say?"

Lanxi's face turned white. He grabbed the sofa and answered for a long time, "nothing."

She expected him to know, but even if she knew, she was speechless.

"Wang Jianjian" said that she was not in good condition recently, and she increasingly disobeyed the school rules, and her grades fell sharply. What should I say? She can't say why. She's in a mess. She wants to work hard, but she can't grasp her future.

Mu Yanchen was also very clear about how her chaotic state was caused.

She is too young to have strong self-control and adjustment ability.

The cold camouflage gradually collapsed and disintegrated. Mu Yan Chenjun's face was dignified. His heroic figure finally stood up and walked slowly towards the opposite sofa. The psychological burden of such a lonely person was too heavy. He was cold in all his ways and finally turned into unbearable.

She was obviously slightly nervous, curled up with the fingertips of the sofa and clenched into a fist.

Mu Yanchen squatted down slowly in front of her and tried to hold her breath. He gently circled her in his arms with his long arm. It was a spoiled and tolerant posture. He stared at her half drooping face and whispered: "I don't care about the parents' meeting, but you often break the school regulations for staying out in a week. I'll explain to my uncle and your head teacher... Don't worry about your grades, let alone lose heart, Lanxi, I'll help you..."

Lan Xi stabbed her in the heart!

"Elder brother, how can you help me?" she said in a cold voice.

Mu Yanchen's face was cold and solemn, stiff.

"I just don't have a good concentration, but I'm restless. Even if I want to go home and have a rest, I can't change anything," she stared at him with clear eyes, with a hint of complaint, "But I've been working hard, trying to concentrate on reviewing the exam. I'll take the college entrance examination in less than seven months. I'll apply for a university. Even the worst major, I'll go to a university. Brother, you can do what you like to do."

Finally, God knows how wronged she is.

——How much does he like her?

It was he who came close to her and made a mess of her brain and life. She watched him love the bloody pain. She was also in pain. She couldn't bear it. She was about to resist. But at this time, she knew from Mo Ruqing that he had a girlfriend. She jumped like a fool holding the hot love he gave, but she didn't know his unfathomable depth.

cogged. She was cheated to death.

And just those words, like a heavy hammer, suddenly hit mu Yanchen's chest! It hurts!

His handsome face gradually turned pale and lost color. He stared at her closely and deeply captured the alienation in her eyes.

Big a, the holy land of Kyoto, is more than half a country away from city C.

She's going there for four years. Or a lifetime.

It was like the warmest area in her heart was torn. For a moment, she couldn't speak with pain. Mu Yanchen's thin lips were pursed, without blood color. Her long arm gently tightened the people in her arms, slowly bowed down and looked at her clear and firm eyes, gently touched her face, and said in a low voice: "Lanxi, take back the words just now, I don't think I heard..."

She felt a pain in her heart. Before tears came, she wanted to turn her face away from his Shackles: "I won't accept it."

His strength increased, pinched her face back, mu Yanchen's eyes were slightly red, stared at her, and continued to say softly, "you stay at home for two days, don't you? I'll help you with what's bad. Whatever you want, what do you say?"

The more he could experience the feeling that the trapped animal was dying, the more he expected, the more powerless he was.

Lanxi burst into tears and choked: "no need."

His arms are too strong. She can't hide back with her soft body. She can't move half an inch. She can't push him away, but at least she can't hold him close to his chest: "uncomfortable, I can't breathe..."

Such a posture made her suffocate.

Mu Yanchen had pain in her eyes. She simply loosened her arms, picked up her knees and let her curl up in the soft and thick sofa. She was stunned, but she saw that his whole tall and strong figure had covered up. Her arms wrapped around her waist, rubbed her hair, bullied her forehead and gently pressed her forehead. Her eyes were like a torch, shining the light intertwined with love and pain.

"What else do you want... What else? How can you get rid of the idea of leaving me completely? Lan Xi, why don't you say it together?" he said in a low voice like fog, desperate.

Lanxi was even more suffocated and uncomfortable. A trace of pain flashed across her small face. Tears filled her eyes and burst out: "no way!... mu Yanchen, I've had enough... I don't want to do this. If you don't let go, I can only go by myself and never see you again in my own way!!"

——Never see you again.

These sharp words pierced his heart like ice skates and hit his last bottom line.

His eyes were terribly red. Mu Yanchen stared at her and said, "did I tell you? Lanxi, don't force me."

He is not a God. He has been provoked again and again, from heaven to hell, and then from hell to heaven. He has given what he can give and done what he can do! Enough concessions, enough restraint, enough reason to do so some things to give this desperate feeling a future!

But I can't.

... still not.

Lan Xi's eyes twinkled, painfully covered his ears and didn't listen to him.

Mu Yanchen suddenly broke the last string at the bottom of her heart. Before the blood spilled out of her heart, she suddenly picked her up. The tall and straight black figure was like a devil. She held her indifferently in her scream and walked upstairs.

The whole body's cold flame seems to destroy everything, killing God in case of God, killing Buddha in case of Buddha.

The feeling of flying frightened Lanxi. She climbed mu Yanchen's shoulder, subconsciously looked upstairs, and then looked back at the man's face. It was as cold as ice, and she struggled.

He walked so fast that the white revolving stairs dazzled her. Lanxi was really afraid. He called his name and asked him to stop, but it was useless. It was useless to call anything.

Tears fell down in a hurry. She grabbed his shoulder. Her great panic prompted her to bite into his neck. Although she didn't bite and bleed, he didn't react at all. He walked directly to kick open the door of his room, walked in and threw her on the big bed!

A charming figure bloomed on the pure white sheet. Lanxi was dizzy and couldn't distinguish the direction. She bit her lip and relaxed twice to get up. As soon as she supported her body, her wrist was caught, turned over and pressed on her side. Mu Yanchen knelt on her knees and went to bed. Her whole body exuded a cold air field and sank down with great pressure——

"Take back what you just said -"

His hoarse voice was cold and breathtaking. He ordered clearly: "take back what you just said, Lanxi, say you won't leave me, and I'll let you go."

His tone was colder and more desperate than ever.

He waited for her to say yes. As long as she was soft, he wouldn't force her.

The black soft and cool hair spread on the sheet, and a wisp wrapped around her bright red lips. It could be clearly seen that she was trembling with fear, and her face was so pale that she was dying. However, she was still in a hurry to breathe, pressed down her fear, tilted her small face, bit her lips tightly, and clearly spit out two trembling syllables: "I don't."