New Love: The contract sweetheart is delicious

The man had fainted on the ground. Jiang Jingmo was clenching his teeth. He tried his best to gather on his fist. When he was about to fall on the man's face, his fist just stayed in the air.

All the people covered their eyes, and some servants were afraid to divert their eyes.

Jiang Jingmo wiped the blood on his fist and stood up without expression.

"Take him to the hospital." The resentment at the bottom of Jiang Jingmo's eyes gradually faded. With an order, the two servants dragged out the man who had already fainted on the floor. Jiang Jingmo took a deep breath.

Looking at the person who was dragged out, an ran couldn't help shivering. She swallowed her saliva and looked a little nervous.

Lan Lan threw a white eye, she turned around and waved her hand, tone with a trace of command: "everyone go to rest, don't gather here." With that, the servants scattered in a hurry.

Jiang Jingmo stood in the same place alone, gasping and gazing at the distance coldly.

"Tong Wan, do you mean to seduce him, otherwise, how can others come to your room, you shameless woman!" Lan Lan narrowed his eyes and asked angrily.

Jiang Jingmo's cold and icy voice came out: "you also go out for me!" Sharp eyes just fall on LAN LAN and an ran.

The two men gazed at each other and were impressed by Jiang Jingmo's powerful aura.

He walked out slowly, leaving only Tong Wan and Jiang Jingmo in the room. Holding back his anger, Jiang Jingmo sits next to Tong Wan. Tong Wan looks up in amazement, and happens to be on Jiang Jingmo's line of sight.

Jiang Jingmo's eyes seemed to look through her. Tong Wan was flustered. She said, "you go out, too. I'm tired."

Jiang Jingmo sneered, two hands suddenly grasped Tong Wan's shoulder, his black eyes immediately cold down.

"Tong Wan, do you mean to provoke me?" The fire in his eyes burned the whole room.

Tong Wan is also completely angry. After what happened tonight, she has no spirit: "let me go..." her tone is not strong, as if she is going to be paralyzed in bed the next moment.

Jiang Jingmo took Tong Wan's waist with one hand and pressed Tong Wan on the bed mercilessly: "just like mother said, you are deliberately provoking that person." The warm breath in his mouth came to his face and gradually leaned against Tong Wan's lips.

Don't turn your head. Jiang Jingmo breaks it off. Tong Wan yells angrily: "Jiang Jingmo, you rascal."

Jiang Jingmo rudely pulled his clothes: "well, since you want so much, I will satisfy you. You have to understand that you are mine, you are only mine, and other people can't get close to you." Every word is cold.

Tong Wan's two arms have been imprisoned in the bed by Jiang Jingmo. Her eyes are full of holes. Jiang Jingmo leans over and presses her tall body on Tong Wan.

Tong Wan doesn't fight any more. She knows that no matter how hard she struggles, she won't escape. She is just a plaything of Jiang Jingmo. If Jiang Jingmo is interested, she can only play with him. Besides, she has no choice.

Tong Wan's eyes were full of despair. She closed her eyes tightly and let Jiang Jingmo's lips cover her lips rudely.

Her eyebrows slightly wrinkled up, Jiang Jingmo's hand around Tong Wan's waist, but the action stopped, freeze for a few seconds, about, Tong Wan opened his eyes, turned his head to see, Jiang Jingmo actually lying next to her.

"It's getting late. Let's have a rest." Jiang Jingmo's low voice came out with no emotion. He was lying on the bed, facing the ceiling, with a sneer, and his eyes closed slowly.

He smiles. Why does he smile? Tong Wan's tiredness has completely disappeared. She leaned over and put her hands on her cheeks, comfortably pillowed. But Jiang Jingmo leaned over, and his hand naturally hung on Tong Wan's waist, pretending to be unintentional.

Tong Wan's nerves were tense all over her body. She was a little nervous, and her eyes were nowhere to put.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Jingmo seems to be aware of something, and his arms around Tong Wan become tighter.

Tong Wan's back is close to Jiang Jingmo's chest. She feels Jiang Jingmo's body temperature and is so familiar. Tong Wan closes her eyes and falls asleep in Jiang Jingmo's arms.

This night, she felt completely like a dream. The scene in the dream was so ethereal and warm. She was reluctant to open her eyes for fear that she would return to the terrible real life.

But the dream can't exist forever. When Tong Wan opens her eyes, Jiang Jingmo has disappeared beside the bed, and his body's residual temperature is still on the bed, which makes Tong Wan have a trace of nostalgia.

In the study, Jiang Jingmo is sitting on the seat.

Uncle Wang, the housekeeper of the villa, came in from the door. He lowered his head and couldn't look directly at Jiang Jingmo, who was full of cold air.

"Young master, what happened yesterday was that I didn't handle it properly. It was that I didn't manage the talents well that made him make such mistakes." Uncle Wang raised his eyes from time to time to observe Jiang Jingmo's face, but Jiang Jingmo's face remained unchanged.

"How did you deal with it?" Jiang Jingmo put his materials on the table, frowned, and fixed his sharp eyes on Uncle Wang's eyes. Uncle Wang immediately shifted his eyes.

Uncle Wang had a pause, and a cold sweat had appeared on his forehead: "let him go back to his hometown."

Just then, Jiang Jingmo dropped the book in his hand and made a bang: "do you want to forget it?"

Uncle Wang put his hands in front of him, bowed his head respectfully, and said carefully: "young master, you beat him like that. The punishment is heavy enough. He has returned to the hospital in his hometown for treatment and will never come back."

Jiang Jingmo's face was full of anger: "if I see him again, it's you who can't come to Jiang's house any more." His voice was cold to the bone. Uncle Wang nodded and immediately stepped down.

An ran was talking to herself in the room. Her hands were clenched into fists, and she kept wandering in the window. She was gritting her teeth and looked a little ferocious: "Tong Wan! This makes you escape. The person I managed to find actually backfired. Ah Mo stayed up with you all night. You should be very happy. "

An ran gasps, and her feeling of jealousy is especially strong. She opens the door of the room, strides calmly, adjusts her facial expression, and greets the servants.

It's just like a hostess at home.

Tong Wan, who was standing in front of the door, motioned slightly after seeing her, and his stiff face was filled with sadness.

Anyan picks her eyebrows, and her eyes are full of disgust. She goes out from the door, and she hums coldly: "Tong Wan, I see how good you are."

The setting sun shrouds the whole villa. Tong Wan's figure is very long. Her shadow is reflected in the villa. Jiang Jingmo's face is full of fatigue. He pushes the door open and sees Tong Wan's figure at a glance.