Leng Shaoba's favorite wife

Chapter 28

Stepping into the living room, the sofa where the man was originally sitting was empty at this time, she couldn't help frowning, and slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.There was a red wine bottle and the glass that the man had just drunk on the coffee table. Under the dim light and shadow, the red wine exuded a charming color, which was alluring.

Stretching out her fingers uncontrollably, Mo Wan grabbed the wine bottle, picked it up and smelled it, the red wine smelled mellow and strong.Raising her hand and pointing the wine bottle to her mouth, she raised her head and took a sip. The taste in her mouth was a bit astringent, and when the red wine slid down her throat, it brought a burst of sweetness.

Smiling slightly, Mo Wan sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a red wine bottle in her hand, pouring mouthfuls into her mouth one after another, her pale cheeks slowly turned crimson, and her tense expression eased.

The man came out of the bathroom in black pajamas, and when he saw the figure sitting on the sofa, he froze for a moment, then strode over.

The sofa beside her sank into it, and when Mo Wan turned around, she saw the man's perfect handsome face.She stared, her gaze flicked across his face, and then back to the wine bottle.

Leng Luo leaned on the back of the sofa with one hand and glanced at her drinking, but he didn't stop her.His deep eyes were quiet, he raised his hand to caress her soft black hair, and smiled coldly: "I didn't expect you to be very valuable? Huo Shaonan's asking price is very high today!"

The five fingers holding the wine bottle tightened suddenly, Mo Wan swallowed the wine in her mouth, her throat was burning with pain.Tears welled up in her eyes again, but she forced them back little by little.

Looking at her drooping face, he raised his eyebrows coldly, stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, and asked her in a low voice: "Do you regret it?"

Regret?

Mo Wan bit her lip tightly, her dark eyes suddenly dimmed.What right does she have to say that she regrets it? Her life was already doomed the moment she was born, and she will not be happy in this life.

"Are you happy?" Pushing away his hand, Mo Wan looked at him with a sneer, and said in a deep voice, "Aren't you proud of seeing others suffer? Your pride lies in the fact that you can control everything?"

The man's deep eyes sank, he put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and stared at her with burning eyes.

Looking at his gloomy face, Mo Wan's heart flashed with joy. She knew that she should shut up wisely at this time, but the suppressed emotions in her heart were eager to vent.

"Hehe..." Mo Wan raised her hand to put down the wine bottle, suddenly supported her hands, and leaned forward, staring at him with pitch-black eyes, said: "It's a pity, you can't control people's hearts."

"I don't care about things you control a long time ago." Pointing to her heart, Mo Wan had tears in her eyes, her voice was hoarse but firm, "But here, no one can control it, it only belongs to one person !"

Leng Zhuo narrowed his eyes, pursed his thin lips tightly, and the expression in his eyes was full of gloom.He couldn't allow her to face such a provocation directly!
The man's sharp eyes were full of madness, he tightened his five fingers, and the next moment he had already held her in his arms, carried her directly, walked into the bedroom, raised his hand and threw her on the bed.

There was a buzzing in her head, and when Mo Wan came back to her senses, she hurriedly straightened her shoulders, and he pressed them back forcefully, her struggle was minimal.

"let me go!"

The weight on her body made her frightened, and she instinctively stretched out her hand to push him, "Let me go!"

Stretching out his hand to hold down her struggling arm, he stared at her face coldly and expressionlessly, and said in a ruthless voice, "Mo Wan, you dare to talk to me like this, you are so brave!"

The pajamas on his body were ripped off by him, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin. Mo Wan resisted in shock, curling up her hands and feet, pushing against his encroachment.

The man grabbed her waist, pressed her under him hard, and easily stopped her kicking.

Seeing his strong oppression, Mo Wan's eyes were filled with fear, she opened her mouth, and bit his tiger's mouth hard, using all the strength in her body.Her teeth were sour and numb, and she tasted a sweet and fishy taste in her mouth, but she still refused to let go, wishing to bite off his flesh.

"Open your mouth!"

Leng Zhuo was furious, and he grabbed her chin with his fingers, forcing her to open her mouth.Because of the excessive force, her gums hurt, and the dark red blood stained the corner of her mouth, which was strange and enchanting.

He lowered his head and looked at the bloody tooth mark on the tiger's mouth on his right hand, his eyes were cold and sharp, he lowered his head angrily, opened his mouth and bit her lip, biting.

Mo Wan desperately wanted to bite down, but the man pinched his jaw and couldn't use any force.Her slender hands began to beat desperately, finally making the man lose his patience.

Leng Zhuo's face was livid, apparently irritated by her, he casually untied the tie of her pajamas and tied her hands.With one palm, he turned Mo Wan's face down and pressed her face into the quilt.

Her mouth and nose were blocked, Mo Wan couldn't breathe well, and her head was dizzy. She slowly closed her eyes, and her consciousness began to blur.

The viciousness in the man's eyes was frightening, and the evil aura exuded from his whole body. He didn't let go of his fingers until he saw her breathing weakly, pressed his face against her face, and lowered his head to kiss her.

In the bedroom, you can't see your fingers, only the sound of heavy breathing...

Sleeping hazy that night, the endless pictures in the dream rolled over the warmth of the past, Mo Wan woke up from the dream crying, and opened his eyes to fill the room with light.

She was still alone in the house, and the aches and pains in her body reminded her of last night's depravity.

Lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, Mo Wan washed her face and tidied herself up quickly. She took out her mobile phone from her bag, and when she turned it on, she received voice prompts, all from one number.

The tears in her eyes were sore, and she clenched her phone tightly, her heart turning a thousand times.Concentrating on his emotions, Mo Wan took the good things and left.

Walking home, she saw the black car in the distance.There was a moment of hesitation in her steps, but she knew that she still owed him an explanation, otherwise he would not give up.

Mo Wan raised her head, met his ice-cold eyes, and walked step by step.Every step she took felt like she was stepping on the tip of a knife, and the pain was piercing.

In early spring, the temperature is still low.It was a cold morning with no sun.

Beside the black Bentley sedan, the man leaned against the car door, staring at the approaching people without turning his eyes, his eyes were deep and his thin lips were tight.

Resisting the soreness in her heart, Mo Wan walked over and stood in front of him with a calm expression, quietly waiting for him to speak.

(End of this chapter)