The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Mo Yanyang curled up the corners of his lips, showing two rows of white teeth, his smile was cold and demon, "However, it's not too late, you don't hesitate to give the head away, I have no reason why you can't be fulfilled."

Mo Yanyang also used to be arrogant and self-willed in her early years, and the only person who could make her afraid and obedient and honest was Xize Xize.

In front of other people, she was never afraid!

It's just that there have been too many ups and downs over the years, and the edges and corners have been smoothed.

However, this does not mean that she is really as bully as she seems.

Mo Yanyang's face was expressionless, and the fierce eyes in her eyes were completely inconsistent with her delicate appearance.

Her hand pressed against Mo Shixuan's head, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free.

The water in the pool overflowed with the struggle, but was quickly filled with the open faucet!

Mo Shixuan felt a more and more intense sense of suffocation. In five years, she had been accustomed to the days of being spoiled and coddled. How could her strength be comparable to that of Mo Yanyang today.

The oxygen in the lungs was like water in a sponge, quickly being squeezed out, cold water poured into the nostrils and mouth, the fear of death enveloped like night, Mo Shixuan really felt fear at this time.

Because she really felt it from Mo Yanyang, a strong murderous, this woman really wanted to kill her, not just scared.

Mo Shixuan struggled hard, and wanted to call for help, he was separated by a small door, and everyone outside could hear the voice, as long as he made a little noise.

But, it's no use, Mo Yanyang won't give him any chance at all!

Mo Shixuan's hands were struggling with less and less strength. Just when she thought she was really going to die here, with a crash, Mo Yanyang pulled her out of the water by pulling her hair.

The scalp seemed to be peeled off, but Mo Shixuan no longer felt any pain, all the tears and nose from her cough came out, gasping and breathing desperately.

Mo Shixuan wanted to call for help out of horror: "Help..."

The next second, his head was pushed into the water again.

In this way, it repeated dozens of times, while giving Mo Shixuan hope, and driving her to the brink of death.

Mo Shixuan got water in her lungs. With every breath, she felt terrible pain in her lungs, as if countless needles were stabbing in her chest, water in her ears, and she couldn't hear the sound. She had no strength to call for help.

With a cold smile on Mo Yanyang's lips, she threw Mo Shixuan on the ground. She fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and occasionally twitched.

Mo Yanyang grabbed the bony sharp knife on the chopping board in his hand, knelt down, the tip of the knife provoked Mo Shixuan's chin.

"You have been too moisturized in the past five years, so moisturized that you have forgotten what kind of person Mo Yanyang is, you think my old lady really can't lift a knife!"

Mo Shixuan's eyes were blurred and wanted to save her life, but the knife made her afraid, she didn't want to die.

Mo Yanyang: "I will ask you one sentence, and you will answer one sentence. If you dare to talk nonsense, you will scratch your face. If you don't believe it, try."

"Good... good..." Mo Shixuan's voice was hoarse.

"Is Mo Xiangyu dead?"

"not yet……"

"Change your heart?"

Mo Shixuan answered honestly: "No...Yes, in the past few years...have been in the hospital...continuously rescued..."

"Sister Yangyang..." Suddenly, Fei Nanluo broke in unexpectedly, and the scene in front of him made him stare blankly.

Mo Shixuan saw the person coming, and immediately felt that he was going to be saved, and wanted to call for help.

But Fei Nanluo scratched his head and turned around calmly: "Hey, how about people... why aren't they here?"

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