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

Mu Yanchen flashed a trace of scarlet in his eyes. His thin lips were cold and pursed. For a long time, he recalled a cold smile: "I'll wait."

Some things are lost when they are lost. How much do you think he sees?

And some things he would not let go if he clenched them tightly. Even if they were absurd, he had to personally verify whether he could steal a glimmer of possibility from despair?

He waited. Waiting for that result.

Clenching his hands, he walked to the car with his long legs. Lan Xi was dragged away by him. He just felt that he had not recovered from his anger, and he was a little scared when he looked at him.

So when his tall and straight figure pulled her to the front of the car, opened the door of the co driver's seat, stuffed her in, and stepped back to close the door without fastening his seat belt, Lanxi realized that his anger was not temporary. The blood red in his deep eyes had not faded, his pale thin lips were lightly pursed, and his whole body was cold and frightening. When he got on the car, he started the car to go back without saying a word.

Under the Mu's enterprise building, Mu Ziming slowly understood something after making some cruel remarks. He clenched his teeth and thought that since he was so bold, would he be so sure that he had already done the appraisal himself?

The word "wild seed" is just the words scolded involuntarily in anger. Who can not doubt this in any family? What's more, the property of the Mu family is more than this small Mu family!!

——What if he is really a family admirer?

Mu Ziming's temples jumped suddenly, gritting his teeth, inexplicably afraid.

After that, I went around in my mind and suddenly remembered - what's going on? How could mu Yanchen be with Lanxi at this time? Isn't she at the peak of her senior three review? How could she appear in such a place late at night?

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The atmosphere in the car was very dull.

Driving through the window, the cold air poured in from the outside. It was cold and refreshing. Mu Yanchen carried his arms on the window. His slender fingers curled slightly against his lips. There was hidden anger in his deep eyes. He was cold and frightening. I didn't know what he was thinking.

Lanxi wanted to take a pen to continue writing the test questions several times, but he couldn't write it down.

On the one hand, the speed is too fast. She looks down and doesn't look out of the window. On the other hand, the window is open. Her crooked hand exposed in her school uniform is a little cold and can't write with a pen. The words on the exercise turned into insects crawling.

The apartment finally arrived.

Looking up at the scenery outside the window, Lanxi's face was slightly red and felt a sense of guilt again. Yes, she told Ji Yao that she went home every night, but the fact is that she came to Mu Yanchen's apartment every night.

Seeing mu Yanchen get off, she also wanted to get off. Unexpectedly, as soon as her little hand held the door handle, the car opened from the outside. She was pulled staggering by the force. The exercise book on her knee splashed on the ground, and she almost fell out of it.

Mu Yanchen's eyes were stifled. I didn't expect it to be like this.

Lanxi's upper arm muscles hurt a little. She inhaled faintly, bit her lips and raised her eyes to see him. There was a trace of sadness in her vapor filled pupils. Then she bent over to pick up her exercise book and bumped into mu Yanchen's chin when she got up. Lan Xi covered his head and inhaled. He lifted his eyes and saw his cold face pass by. It was even colder. He stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, closed the door and locked it.

——She didn't know where she had provoked him. Was it just because the two men had just fought that she rushed over?

Mu Yanchen's mind, she can't guess.

Who knows, as soon as you enter the door, everything becomes different.

The key was left on the shoe cabinet by him. Lanxi wanted to change the slippers by holding the shelf, but just took off her shoes, a force pulled her into the arms of the man behind her. Before she could react, she only saw him close the door with a "bang!" and then her body was turned over. His arms were cold and hot, The place close to the chest with only a thin layer of shirt is hot, while the temperature on the surface of the suit is slightly cool because it condenses the moisture at night. Lanxi was still stunned, but her wrist was pulled up, and the cuffs of her school uniform were taken off, revealing two terrible red marks on her wrist.

I couldn't see mu Yanchen's expression clearly, because he bent down and kissed the red seal.

Lanxi felt a torrent rushing up along her spine and reached her mind in an instant, which made her dizzy.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and her breathing was a little tight - although his rough strength did hurt her just now, her skin was too thin, and the mark left could not fade away for a long time, but... This kind of action is really too color and emotional.

Just kissing the wrist, the temperature on his thin lips passed the torrent to her through every nerve endings.

Lanxi closed her eyes and couldn't stand it.

"Brother..."

Mu Yanchen finally raised his eyes. The deep eyes seemed to precipitate the glow of the whole thick night. Cold and unknown, he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Lanxi was forced to open her eyes. She clearly saw the enlarged handsome face approaching. She thought of the scene just in front of the Mu building. She thought of the three of them, all surnamed Mu and children of the Mu family. The feeling of taboo evil came up again. There were hot and humid tears in her eyes. She said softly and tremblingly, "brother, if the corner of your mouth is broken, it will hurt..."

The punch hit by Mu Ziming is very powerful, very fierce, and bruises are looming.

Mu Yanchen's cold breath enveloped her. Her eyes were cold and indifferent, and even hid her anger. She turned around on her lips and bit her, opened her eyes and said in a dumb voice: "do you think you hurt me less?"

This sounds like a complaint.

The palm clasped the back of her head to prevent her from retreating, pried open her teeth, kissed in, and fiercely attacked the city and the land.

This extremely sober love. Lust made Lanxi's brain buzzing. When his tongue was sucked by him, and the strong comfort electricity hit her, she was completely afraid. Finally, she could realize that she didn't want to, didn't dare, and she couldn't mess with her own brother like this. Lun, but the tip of her tongue couldn't stand back, but she could only be swallowed deeper and deeper by him. His palm intruded into her school uniform, coldly clasped her slender boneless waist and forced her to get closer.

The tears grew heavier and warmer. Her soft little hand stretched out from his armpit and clung helplessly to his back. Reason is also constantly reminding her that she wanted to compromise, that she was willing to sink with him.

——"I asked for the last time - Lanxi, do you want to mess with me to the end?"

"Hold me tight." the body was so tight that mu Yanchen bowed and said coldly in her ear.

Lanxi trembled all over and involuntarily pulled her arms out of her armpits to tighten his neck. Mu Yanchen picked her up and felt her feet off the ground. She trembled helplessly and buried herself in his neck socket. However, she cried out at the moment when she fell into bed. The zipper of the collar of the school uniform opened, and his cold lips hit her neck.

Without too gentle foreplay, mu Yanchen attacked her most sensitive place and forced her out of control.

He looked up and tried his best to lean back, because the stimulation in front of his chest was intense. He gently bit and stabbed with his teeth, and his knees intruded into her closed legs. He gently pushed it up. Lanxi wanted to bow back, but the big palm on his head didn't let her retreat for half a minute, and his waist was pressed down. Then the edge of his pants was invaded, and he directly leaned down to fasten where he wanted her.

A sobbing murmur choked out of her mouth.

She had no time to refuse, no time at all.

"Will there be a class tomorrow?" Mu Yanchen's low and calm voice sounded in his ears, and asked hoarsely under the pressure of the last gushing desire. He knew that their class on Saturday was only half a day.

Lanxi was at the top of the surging love tide. He was twisted by his fingers. He was frantically sweating and speechless. He could only sob, tilt his face, tighten the sheets and tremble with "um".

"Self study?" he continued to ask in a cold voice. Impatiently, he tore off her clothes and tore open her tie and shirt to cover it.

The hot heat and hardness came over. Lan Xi was afraid and stood up and hid behind.

"...!" she cried, trembling with pain, feeling that she had been completely dragged to hell.

Mu Yanchen drooped his eyes, the veins on his forehead were tight, and the dripping sweat also exuded from each pore.

Her fingers clasped his back, bit him in the nest of his neck and sobbed.

Half pain, half bitter sobs, hooked every strand of his nerve shouting to commit a crime.

He closed his eyes tightly. He didn't want to think about anything any more. He focused on asking her hard, swallowed her lips and attacked hard. She was too sensitive and couldn't bear too much stimulation. This time, he seemed to deliberately force her into a desperate situation, defuse her slight to severe struggle, and forced her to stay. He trembled violently but couldn't move at all, Unable to make sound.

Lan Xi couldn't stand it. He grabbed the sheet and whispered his name, begging him to be light.

Mu Yanchen's eyes swept the badge on her soft school uniform, clearly knew that she was a student, and knew more about each other's blood taboos. Her deep eyes were scarlet and moved faster and harder.

It's too late.

What blood relationship, what identification... More than anyone, he wants to know whether this farce has the result and future.

So as early as the day before he went abroad and the day he went out of her ward, he had taken Mu Mingsheng's blood sample for testing. I was afraid of making mistakes, so I waited very carefully.

——How can he describe the feeling when he saw that the RCP value was 99.87% in the test report?

Disillusionment.

Is all the hope and vision, the feeling of disillusionment in a moment.

At that time, he even absurdly hoped that the word "wild seed" said by Mu Minglu was true, and he didn't care. It didn't matter. But... Where are so many possibilities in the world?

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RCP -- relative change of paternity