Sweetheart,Don't run away

After meeting Shen Luo, Mo Yanke realized that Aimeng had left half an hour ago. This kind of place is far away from the urban area. Basically, the people who live here are all rich people who come to enjoy life. Where will the girl go. These four weeks were empty, and there was hardly a car or a person walking around.

Say not to worry, in fact is false, but still hate. Mo Yanke admits that he has a strong desire for possession. He admits that his things hate being touched by others.

Even if it's something he doesn't want, it's his thing. He can do whatever he wants.

After several rounds around the neighborhood, the car finally saw the familiar figure and got off the car. It dragged him onto the car.

"You let go. Let go of me. "

"Sit down, or I can't tell what I'm going to do to you." Mo Yanke's eyes are full of fire..

Aimeng turned his head in anger. At the moment her heart is also very confused, do not want to see this man.

Because of the lack of sleep for more than half a month, Aimeng fell asleep by leaning on the car. When she woke up, she was in a strange room, with the sound of water coming from the bathroom and the clothes left by the man on the chair. Do you?

Suddenly realized that this is not where she lives, a sit up body.

"What do you want to do? I'll be here in the future. I'm not allowed to go anywhere. I'll quit those jobs. Look at you. You can sleep in the car. You think your body is made of iron. You can survive for half a month. How long do you think you can survive?" Mo Yanke is wiping his dripping hair with a towel in his hand. The tone is a little stiff, with a little anger..

"It's none of your business whether I leave or not. Does it have anything to do with you? My life and death should have nothing to do with you. For you, I'm not as good as a chess piece. Now I'm dirty, even I hate myself. What do you want me to do here? Do you want to see my laughter, or do you think it's good to laugh at me?"

Speaking of this, Aimeng can shed tears unconsciously. Today, if it wasn't for Mo Yanke's relationship, could she be like that villain. After all, who is the wrong person.

"I don't think you and Mo zhe can't do anything for me, even if you don't like me. I don't think you can do anything for me

"Yes, there's nothing you can do. I should always know that I'm just a chess piece. When you want to use it, you can use it, and when you don't want to use it, you can discard it. How can I not understand? Mo Yanzhe said that people who don't want Mo Yanke, why should they care? I've seen myself for a long time, haven't I?" Aimeng got up from the bed and went to the door regardless, but the door couldn't be opened.

Mo Yanke suddenly stopped talking. Today, he didn't come by himself, but he sent Shen Luo. It's just that Shen Luo didn't receive anyone. But he did go, but the girl would not know. And he won't say it.

He knew that Mo Yanzhe would not really attack her. Those tricks were just deceiving her, but he was angry in his heart. As soon as he saw his face, he was inexplicably angry.

All of a sudden, he pushed her body and pressed her on the bed. He admitted that he could not forget the smell. It was like meeting her in a hotel for the first time. Even though she was drunk, he still missed the taste.

That time she was drugged, it's estimated that she can't remember clearly, but he won't forget that the girl dropped 500 yuan before she woke up. She thought how generous she was, but he didn't know that the woman really didn't know his value. At that time, even though he was not the president of Morse, his position in the United States was unshakable.

He admitted that he was addicted to him. It's like smoking opium, with the feeling of swallowing.

Maybe, she is really a goblin. Maybe she has magic power. During that time in the United States, he even missed it, but when he came back, he found that many things had changed. When did the girl get involved with people like Mo Yanzhe. He hated the delicate body in his arms. He was so clever and incredible that he allowed him to act recklessly.

Aimeng doesn't want to struggle any more. For her, maybe only her body has a little value. If it's really just like this, then she recognizes it. It's the same to everyone anyway. Just think she's cheap.

But Mo Yanke is so sensitive. How could he not find out that there is no movement in his body? Even if he kisses her, she doesn't respond much. All of a sudden, some people who lost interest propped up.

"Aimeng, I'm the only one who won't dislike you. You should feel honored. How can I touch you? Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you think you like Mo Yanzhe or he makes you comfortable. Yes Mo Yanke suddenly choked Aimeng's neck with emotion. He hated to be touched by others.

AI Meng bit his lips. "Yes, you're right. I just hate this. I'm cheap. I just think Mo Yanzhe is better than you. I beg you to let me go. There's nothing on me that you can take. I don't have money and power. I don't have anything now. Even if I die now, no one will sympathize with me. Why do you have to? Mr. Mok Aimeng deliberately emphasized the name of Mr. Mo, just to draw a clear line with him."Yes, it's good to know. Since you all know you're cheap, you're all men, so you don't mind me."

"Let me go, let me go." Aimeng struggled.