Sweetheart,Don't run away

"Hey, ah Ke, ah Ke, don't go." Ren Tiantian stamped her feet angrily. Who didn't know that she was brought by Mo Yanke tonight. Now, he left with other women in his arms. How could she feel. She'll get her revenge.

"Miss Ren, why don't you change your clothes?"

"It's up to you. Go away." Now, on such an occasion, Mo Yanke treats her like this. How can she let go of her anger easily.

Aimeng was a little flustered. What's the situation? "Hey, you put me down, I can go by myself."

"Shut up, if you don't want to fall from here, you can move around." Even now he was in a mess, with cream and juice everywhere, but Mo Yanke still forbeared.

The banquet was held in the hotel. Naturally, there were many rooms, but now someone had already arranged everything. Mo Yanke carries Aimeng into the room, directly into the bathroom, and then begins to take off his clothes.

AI Meng was so scared that he covered his eyes, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"It's not like I haven't seen it. There's nothing to make a fuss about." Mo Yanke did it on purpose. He didn't intend to meet her any more, but he didn't expect to meet her here.

Isn't she following Mo Yanzhe? It's a joke that she even wanders here to be a waiter.

"I'll, I'll go out first, you wash it." Aimeng blushed and even stuttered. She can't deny that the man's figure is attractive. The inverted triangle ratio is perfect. Although they once had a close relationship with each other, they were different at different times and places. But the same people.

"Get out. Did I say you could get out. Come here, take off your clothes and give me a bath. "

"You, who are you?"

Mo Yanke sneered, "why, what do you think it is? How, my dear brother, willing to let you out so wronged, or you didn't satisfy him, but he didn't dislike you as a second-hand." Mo Yanke said these words on purpose. Looking at Aimeng's pale face, he felt comfortable.

Aimeng bites her lips and gets up from the ground. She wants to run out with tears in her eyes. However, she is pulled back by Mo Yanke. Her body is heavily impacted on the milky white tiles. Aimeng feels a cold sweat on her back.

Mo Yanke tightly pinched her throat, so that she did not dare to breathe. If it was not for the back pain, she even thought she was about to suffocate.

The hot water from the shower and the dense heat filled the whole bathroom. Aimeng could even see the angry face of the man in front of her. She closed her eyes in fear. Did she want to die? If so, she would admit it.

"Open your eyes and look into my eyes. Aimeng, I tell you, don't think you really take yourself seriously when you are with Mo Yanzhe. How, Mo Yanzhe is willing to let you out to be a waiter. If you think he is not good, I don't mind accepting people like you who have been played. I'll hurt myself. " Mo Yanke sneered.

"Mo Yanke, you bastard." The tears of grievance can't stop for a moment. She always thought that she was very strong. After her father left, she cried and suffered, but she felt that she had survived. But now when this man said this, all her strength collapsed in an instant.

"Asshole, this is asshole." Mo Yan Ke snorted coldly. He kisses Aimeng's body and sticks it tightly, but the symbol of male is high spirited at that moment. He admits that she can't let go of this little woman, but now, all the remaining hatred.

Because of the gravity of her neck, she couldn't breathe at all, let alone speak. Her face turned red and she coughed a few times.

Mo Yanke suddenly let go, and Aimeng fell to the ground. If it wasn't for the tile wall behind, she felt that the whole person would be evacuated and then fell to death. Cover your neck and try to make yourself calm.

Mo Yanke took off Aimeng's clothes roughly, threw her aside, and then threw her on the bed regardless of Aimeng's struggle. The white bed was in a mess because of her body.

"You." Aimeng felt that he had not recovered anything at the moment. The body is pressed down heavily. "You go away."

"Go away, I'm going away. You want to go back to Mo Yanzhe. Why, I can't forget him, but I don't think he's good for you. Can let you out to release the waiter. What a joke. "

The man's body suddenly pressed down, but let Aimeng think of the last time, in fact, that time, she didn't have much impression, almost can't recall anything, only can think of is that day up to see him, but now, they in such a way, she didn't even think about how to face this man.

God, I'm kidding her.

"Why, still thinking about that man, or she can't satisfy you." Naked body, at the moment are close to each other, even though Aimeng feel like a child, but some things she seems to be premature experience.She didn't know whether she should celebrate or cry in her life.

She felt that she was somewhat resistant to his kiss, but she could not resist Mo Yanke. She felt that she was cheap, that she had fallen, but she couldn't extricate herself. She didn't know whether she was forced or voluntary. She looked at the ceiling and the Yellow Wallpaper with her eyes. She felt floating in front of her eyes, and even saw her father's figure.

"Why, I don't want to get up. I want to do it again."

AI mengqiang held back the tears she wanted to shed, bit her lips, got up and wanted to find clothes, but the clothes were already wet, the clothes were in a mess, and she covered the sheets. She could not go out like this.

Mo Yanke took a look, casually put on a nightgown, poured a glass of red wine, and sat on the sofa.

Aimeng is biting her teeth. She really doesn't want to speak, but there's no way. This is not her place, and her identity today is not right. As a waiter, she can't ask for anything, "well, can you, my clothes are not clean, I think you can help me find a suit of clothes."

Mo Yanke didn't speak. He just tasted red wine. His robe was still open, revealing the wheat skin inside. Aimeng knew that her eyes couldn't look there, but she couldn't help it.