Wife, don't try to escape

Her head was heavy and heavy. Jiang Yurou felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to open her eyes, but she felt the weight of her eyelids. She vaguely smelled the smell of gardenia, and someone picked her up.

This is her familiar embrace and the smell of her greed. She probably dreamed again, so she found a comfortable position to lie in his arms.

"Soft!" the familiar voice whispered. His voice was so close, not like a dream. She could feel his temperature and his lips, but she couldn't see anything. He seemed to be undressing her. She could feel the temperature of his fingertips and his burning breath.

Why is this dream so strange? Why?

His breath was in his ear. She could feel him kissing himself, as if she was still his treasure. It must be a dream. Only in the dream did she dare to enjoy such wanton enjoyment. When she was awake, she knew that she didn't dare to covet such tenderness.

What voice broke the silence, broke the harmony and tenderness, as if someone was angry, something was smashed, and a warm liquid flowed through her face. The bloody smell diluted the taste of Gardenia. She stretched out her hands to pick her up, and then everything returned to calm. She crossed the nightmare and really went to sleep.

After following Mo Yichen for so long, Zhou Yang had never seen such a runaway Mo Yichen. He was like an angry lion. The solid anti-theft door was kicked open by him, and then rushed into the bedroom like a gust of wind.

When he saw the picture of Zhu Hang embracing Jiang Yurou on the luxurious big bed, Mo Yichen looked like a madman. He copied the desk lamp next to him and smashed it mercilessly. Zhu Hang didn't dodge, not that he couldn't open it, but that he was afraid of hurting Jiang Yurou in his arms. Just listening to a click, the desk lamp broke, a big hole opened in Zhu Hang's head, and blood gushed out.

Mo Yichen snatches Jiang Yurou from Zhu Hang's arms. Jiang Yurou's coat has been taken off. Mo Yichen is glad to hold her. Fortunately, he came in time. If he came a little late, he might not face the picture that Zhu Hang only held her in his arms.

Mo Yichen held her tightly in his arms. It looked like a treasure. Zhu Hang on the bed was laughing, "Mo Yichen, are you afraid?"

"Zhu Hang, you say you love her all the time. That's how you love her?" Mo Yichen took off his clothes and wrapped Jiang Yurou's body. "You fucking played this dirty trick on her!"

"Mo Yichen, you forced it. You forced me!"

"Mo Zong, if you don't go, the efficacy will pass!" Zhou Yang reminded.

Mo Yichen stared at Zhu Hang and left with Jiang Yurou in his arms.

"Mr. Mo, if Zhuhang leaks out tonight..." Zhou Yang looks at Jiang Yurou, who is still sleeping in Mo Yichen's arms with some worry

"He won't reveal it. His purpose is to create a scene of drunken chaos. He knows too much about softness. If she wakes up and finds herself lying in the same bed with Zhu Hang, even if she hasn't done anything, she will definitely ask for a divorce. This is the result Zhu Hang wants."

"But it won't do him any good. Isn't he afraid that his wife hates him?"

"He should have considered and weighed the pros and cons before he made up his mind to do it. After all, he would rather see Rourou single than see her with me!" seeing that Zhou Yang didn't understand, Mo Yichen said again, "he always thought I was hurting Rourou."

"This Zhuhang is really infatuated!" Zhou Yang exclaimed. He suddenly felt a little cold in the car and quickly stopped the topic.

Zhu Hang staggered up from the bed. Just now Mo Yichen hit him in the head. Fortunately, it was a glass desk lamp. If it was made of gold, he estimated that he would have lost his life. He could see clearly that Mo Yichen just looked like he didn't love Jiang Yurou? But why is it so crazy?

Zhuhang grabbed the key and shook it to go to the hospital. He went to the door and bumped into a figure, "what's the matter with you?" he zhouting was shocked when he saw the blood on his head.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Zhu Hang pushed him away and walked to the door.

"Rourou is missing! Is it in you!" he zhouting followed him.

"Go away!" Zhu Hang burst out two words from his teeth.

"I'll take you to the hospital!" he zhouting stretched out his hand to help him. Zhuhang showed no mercy. "I told you to get away. Stay away from me!"

He zhouting didn't care about his attitude and continued to follow him. Zhu Hang went to the car parked at the door, opened the door and prepared to get on the car. He zhouting followed him. He looked into Maybach parked at the door, and his face suddenly changed. "You brought Rourou back, didn't you? What do you want to do?"

"It has nothing to do with you!"

"Did Mo Yichen find here? He hurt you, didn't he? Why did you let someone pretend to be mo Yichen pick up Rourou? What do you want to do?"

Zhu Hang's attitude is not good at all. "I have no obligation to answer you. This is the matter of the three of us. You'd better get involved less in the future!"

"Why do you do this to Rourou? Don't you love him very much? Do you know you'll hurt her like this?"

"Why?" Zhu Hang sneered, "he zhouting, I'm helping Rourou. It's better to let Mo Yichen torture her than let her leave him earlier!"

"What do you mean?"

"It seems that you inherited mayor he's stupidity," Zhu Hang made no secret of his disgust at He Feng. "Rourou has been deceived by Mo Yichen, and I dare not tell her the truth. Isn't it the best way to make her feel like she betrayed her marriage and then take the initiative to leave?"

"You mean you want to have a one night stand with Rourou?" he zhouting was surprised. "How can you have such a dirty idea!"

"What one night stand?"

"Don't you just want to have a one night stand with Rourou?"

"Fool, lying in a bed is called a one night stand?" Zhu Hang sneered. "You not only inherited mayor he's stupidity, but also his lust!"

"You..." he zhouting was so angry that he punched him in the face. When the punch went down, Zhu Hang, who was already injured, fell to the ground. He had no strength to struggle, but lay on the ground and looked at he zhouting sneer.

He zhouting was about to go up and mend his feet. The phone rang. Mo Yichen's voice came coldly, "send the soft bag right away!"

It was late at night when he zhouting got home. Mrs. he didn't sleep. She was sitting in the living room waiting for him. She was shocked to see blood on him. "How can there be blood on you? What's the matter?"

He zhouting took off his bloodstained clothes, threw them on the floor, shook off her hand, and said angrily, "if I hadn't seen him hurt, I wouldn't have let him go like this!"

"You hurt someone? Why are you so disobedient!"