"Remember, this is your choice. When the time comes, don't kneel down and beg me humbly."
His cold words were still in her ears, and she refused so decisively, but within a day she had to bow her head.
No matter what, for Ouyang Meng, she accepted it no matter how hard it was. As for her dignity, she had already been severely trampled on by Demon Yan when she met him.
Not caring about tidying up, she hurriedly hailed a taxi and headed straight to Yan's Building.
When she walked to the lobby, she was stopped as before, but the sharp-eyed receptionist recognized that she had been with Yan Nuohan, so he carefully informed her.
Of course, Yan Nuohan guessed that she would come, so he finished his business matters early, just waiting to make time to 'reminisce about the past' with his toy.
Ye Momo walked through the office of the president's assistant and was taken to the president's office by the president's assistant.
Opening the door, Yan Nuohan sat on the chair leisurely and looked at her with a half-smile. At that moment, Ye Mo suddenly thought of an idiom, "Please enter the urn." Yan Nuohan was a man who planned everything.
Just waiting for her to get in.
"Go down and close the door." Yan Nuohan said to the president's assistant.
"Yes, President." The assistant to the president respectfully closed the office door.
Ye Mo stood by the door, staring at her toes, fearful and humiliated, so she didn't dare to get close to the dangerous Yan Nuohan.
"I didn't expect you to come so soon. It seems that man is very important to you." Yan Nuohan supported his head and said in a tepid tone. He had plenty of time to play with his toys.
"You are so despicable." Ye Mo said through gritted teeth.
"Despicable? You are not qualified to say that." She said coldly, and her comment made Yan Nuohan a little angry. She, a super invincible liar, dared to call him despicable.
"Come here." He ordered coldly.
Ye Mo clenched her fists but still didn't have the courage to approach him. This devil, why can't she get rid of him!!!
"I'll give you one last chance, otherwise..." He darkened his eyes and smiled meaningfully.
Ye Momo was instantly frightened and hurriedly walked up to him.
"I beg you, please don't hurt Ouyang Meng. If you have any questions, come directly to me. He has no grievances against you. Please let him go." Ye Momo took hold of Yan Nuohan's arm and begged.
Yan Nuohan suddenly felt strangely angry when he saw Ye Mo begging for that man so humbly again and again. Jealousy was about to burn him, but he still looked calm and calm on the surface.
He said calmly: "Why are you confident that I will listen to you and let him go?"
"I...you obviously did this to me, why did you want to hurt Ouyang Meng? You are so despicable." Yan Nuohan's words made Ye Mo tremble with anger.
"Both each other." He responded to Ye Momo's hysteria calmly and calmly.
"Yan Nuohan, what do you want? If you want to kill me, then please do it, but I beg you not to hurt my friends, I beg you." She was angry and anxious, and her tears kept falling.
gush out.
"How could I be willing to kill you?" He suddenly lifted up her small and delicate face and wiped away the tears on her face.
His handsome facial features magnified in front of Ye Momo's eyes, and she heard him say word by word: "I said I would torture you slowly."
He smiled evilly, but was bloodthirsty and cold.
Ye Mo was so frightened by his overly calm mood that he shivered.
The next second, his big palm framed her cheek, and held her pale thin lips domineeringly. He kissed her so hard and so deeply, and soon a fishy-sweet breath filled Ye Momo's mouth.
Yan Nuohan let go of Ye Momo with satisfaction. His slender fingers pressed Ye Momo's red and swollen lips, and handed the bright red blood on her lips to his mouth and sucked it contentedly, just like the elegant and handsome vampire in the comics.
"It tastes really good." He smiled charmingly, like a poppy.
Ye Mo ignored the heartbreaking pain coming from his lips and tongue, gritted his teeth and asked bitterly: "What exactly do you want me to do before you let him go?"
Her cold determination gave rise to a stronger possessive desire in him.
This woman is his Yan Nuohan's and will be hers for the rest of his life.
"Didn't I say that? Come back to me and be my toy." Yan Nuohan repeated what he said last night. It's just that now he doesn't have the expectations of last night, nor the tenderness of last night. Now he is sure that she will
nod.
"As long as you are willing to let Ouyang Meng go, I will promise you anything." It doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters. She, Ye Mo, is destined to never escape Yan Nuohan's clutches in her life. She can do whatever he wants. She really feels that nothing matters.
It doesn't matter anymore.
"Very good." Yan Nuohan suddenly took Ye Momo's little hand with some self-mockery and said, "You should be lucky, at least for now I still have a body that I'm greedy for."
Yan Nuohan didn't understand the meaning of going to such great lengths, and even some despicable ways, to ask her to come back to him. It was hatred and revenge, but it didn't seem to be entirely true.
Maybe it's because I'm greedy for her dirty body. Smile, I look down on myself. He Yan Nuohan has so many flirtations, but he is obsessed with the body of a prostitute.
He held Ye Momo on his lap, facing him, and then unbuttoned her clothes one by one.
Ye Mo knew what was going to happen next. She was afraid and ashamed and held Yan Nuohan's hand, "No... don't."
Yan Nuohan stopped and reminded coldly: "Don't forget the promise you just made."
She froze for a moment, and for the sake of Ouyang Meng, she had no choice but to let him control her.
Forget it, she let go of her hand, closed her eyes, and let him do whatever he wanted, since she had no ability to resist anyway.
Yan Nuohan smiled with satisfaction, wrapped his big palm around her soft body, leaned over and bit her chest hard. That was the punishment he gave her.
"Ah..." The sudden pain made Ye Momo burst into tears, but he did not dare to resist and had to bear it silently.
Yan Nuohan's kiss gradually changed from punishment to love and lustful teasing. His slender and powerful arms wrapped around Ye Momo's waist, and his big palms touched her back like magic...
"Open your eyes and look at me," he ordered.
Ye Mo opened her eyes obediently, and the man's bright and dangerous eyes locked her deeply.
He grabbed her head, handed her to him, and declared viciously and possessively: "Remember, you will always be mine."