Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

She was very painful, but she endured, and her finger gently poked into his heart: "you don't tell me that you and I sleep out feelings, before, you were not such an attitude, very decisive."

She was cynical, but conjo's face was full of pain.

For what, he didn't know.

The belief that he had insisted on had collapsed in the bottom of his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable, so he was eager to make up for it.

Xu Mo, staring at him like that, there is a touch of provocation in his eyes.

"Well, conjo, let me go, I have guests," she said with a lazy smile

When she finished, she was deeply kissed by him.

Conjo's kiss was deep, like the way to suck her into her soul. He was so hungry that she even grabbed her hair and bit her neck as she struggled, just like a male animal forcing a female to mate.

Kangqiao tasted the taste of blood, which loosened Xu Mo's neck and whispered hoarsely, "I can also give you money."

Xu Mo feels the pain in her neck. She reaches out and touches it gently. Then she looks at Kangqiao.

She said softly, "this time, I don't want to sell, Mr. Kang, you are self respecting."

Her thin face had midnight eyes, which conjo had never seen before.

Is it angel's eye?

He was a little dazzling, and suddenly felt that he and Xu mo were actually people from two worlds.

He released her, stepped back, and gave a faint smile: "you're right. I want to respect myself."

In his heart, he never felt that he was so dark. In his world, there was only darkness, fame and wealth, and women. He was addicted to money and money. He always enjoyed it, and never felt like a walking corpse for a moment.

Once, he thought that he did all this for Wenyuan, but when he could not be with Wenyuan again, he took this life as a habit.

Once the habit is provoked, he wants to escape.

So he let go of Xu Mo's hand.

Conjo stepped back a few more steps, pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "That's it."

As he smoked, he left.

Instead of starting the car immediately, he sat quietly.

It was an hour after Xu Mo came out of the restaurant. Her face was paler than before. She said goodbye to the so-called clients and sent them away one by one. She bowed her head and bowed, which made Kangqiao look very uncomfortable.

Is this the life she wants, angel? He felt like a grandson.

As he smoked, he watched quietly. He thought she would go home after seeing her off, but immediately, she ran to the side of the road -

to vomit.

Kangqiao was stunned for a moment, put off the cigarette end, opened the door, got out of the car and walked behind her.

"Why force yourself?" His voice sounded behind her.

Xu Mo is still vomiting, until she has vomited all the food in her stomach, she just turns around, "you haven't gone yet?"

In the moonlight, Kangqiao watched her, and her whole body was flowing with noble.

And she was in a mess.

Xu Mo slowly took a paper towel to wipe himself, looking at Kangqiao: "is it to see my joke?"

"Miss angel, who has contributed to mankind, how can I laugh?" Conjo's voice was mocking, and then he whispered, "if you don't want to drink, I'll take you back."

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