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Chapter 217 He's Not Yin Tianqing

"What did you call me?" Mo Sijue angrily grabbed her wrists, then pressed her body and fell against the wall behind her.

There was no trace of calmness in Mo Sijue's bloodshot eyes, and every hair on his body stood up, sending out dangerous signals.

His big palm pressed directly on her belly, and his dark blue eyes were terrifying as if he wanted to eat her up. However, he was reluctant to bully her. As long as she teased her with a look, the wall built in his heart

It also collapsed in an instant.

"You are carrying my seed in your belly, so you call me brother-in-law, okay?" Mo Sijue's eyes turned, and an evil aura bloomed. He gently lifted her smooth chin, and his breath sprayed directly on her

On the cheek.

"Mo Sijue, you didn't want this child, what qualifications do you have to say it's yours?" Wen Wen's whole body was surrounded by his unique mint breath, and her resistance in front of him became weaker and weaker, but

As soon as he appeared, clusters of uneasy little flames ignited in her silent heart.

"Then I asked you to get rid of him, why do you keep him?" Mo Sijue's rough fingers rubbed the delicate skin on her face, and the hot temperature of his fingertips spread throughout her body.

The lingering memory of affection instantly stirs up the warm senses.

"Why are you? Why are you ordering me? Mo Sijue, do you know how much I hate you?" Wen Xin's eyes wet. Every time she fell into despair, it was Mo Sijue who shattered her hopes with his own hands.

When she showed her sincerity to him, he always gave her the most fatal blow when she was happiest. Wen Xin was really scared. She never wanted to touch this man again!

"Xin'er, do you know how much I love you?" Mo Sijue leaned forward, his whole body pressed against hers, and he slowly stroked her belly with one of his big palms, which was so powerful.

The pulse was beating clearly in his palms, and Mo Sijue's heart was torn violently.

He is not a good father. He once almost killed his daughter, but now he cruelly wants to kill his son. Wen Xin hates him. He doesn't blame her, but she doesn't know how scared he is. If he loses

What's the point of getting everything from her? Between the child and her, he has no choice at all!

What he fears most in this world is that warmth will disappear from his world!

"I won't listen, I won't listen, Mo Sijue, you have never believed me, the relationship I want is not forever, and you always think you are doing it for my own good, but you hurt me again and again, Mo Sijue,

That’s not what I want!”

Warm and heart-warming, on her twenty-fourth birthday, she thought she was the happiest woman in the world. Even though she knew she might die, at least her body and mind belonged completely to this man.

Now, everything has changed, even if he still loves her, their relationship has been stained, a stain that can never be washed away in a lifetime!

"But I want to be with you forever! Xin'er, have you ever thought about me? I love you so much, but I still pretend that I don't love you. I want to save you, but I have no choice. I don't want to keep this

My child, because he will make you suffer a lot, I love you and I can tolerate everything about you, including the grievances you suffer!"

"Xin'er, even if you hate me, please stand still and wait for me. I can't tolerate not having you in my world!"

Mo Sijue swore in her ear domineeringly. His hot breath merged with hers. He held her waist with one hand and quickly rotated it 180 degrees, then pressed her into his arms.

, kissed her lips heavily.

"Pah, pah, pah" Not far away, three crisp applauses suddenly sounded. Wen Xin opened her eyes and saw the face facing her directly in front of her, staring straight at her with a gentle smile.

she.

She pushed Mo Sijue away angrily, but Ji Sijue was unwilling to let her go. She bit his tongue out of desperation, causing Mo Sijue pain. The two struggled for a while before he let go.

Got her.

For some reason, Wen Xin always felt that looking at Yin Tianqing's face, she couldn't do such an intimate act with Mo Sijue again. How could she forgive him after he hurt her all over her body again and again?

"He is not Yin Tianqing, Yin Tianqing is dead!" Mo Sijue wiped the blood from his lips and emphasized to Wen Xin in a cold voice.

"Wen Xin, I allow you to be willful, but I don't allow you to do stupid things. That man, open your eyes and take a good look, he is using you!" Before Mo Sijue finished speaking, Wen Xin raised his arm and said

He slapped him, and his perfect profile tilted to one side, and his hair fell from the corner of his forehead, covering his sinister eyes.

"Not every man is like you and only takes advantage of women!"

"The only person in this world who can make me willingly be used by him is Yin Tianqing!"

There was a burning pain in Wen Wen's palm. She couldn't remember how many times she had attacked Mo Sijue, and he had always only indulged her!

"Wen Xin, very good!" Mo Sijue smiled coldly. That smile deeply hurt Wen Xin's eyes. There was a hint of heartbreaking disappointment in his eyes. Was it because of her?

Mosijue let go of Wen Wenxin, suddenly turned around and walked towards Feis, his sharp eyes were like an ice storm, as cold as a trace of warmth.

He walked up to Feis and grabbed his collar forcefully, "No matter who you are, but I'm warning you, Wen Xin is someone you can't afford to offend. You'd better stay away from her!"

Feis pushed him away slowly, and then said something quietly in his ear. Mosjue had already raised his fist and swung at him.

"Mo Sijue, stop!" Wen Wen covered her lips anxiously, watching Feis being beaten to the ground by Mo Sijue, but he didn't even fight back.

She walked directly in front of him, and then stood in front of Mo Sijue.

"Get out of my way!"

"I won't let you!"

This familiar scene seemed to remind Wen Xin of the fight between Mo Sijue and Yin Tianqing. She also chose to side with Yin Tianqing, but that man was not Yin Tianqing!

"Wen Xin, my patience has its limit!" Mo Sijue suddenly retracted his fist. Wen Xin saw that his fingers were still bleeding. He had never participated in charity activities, but tonight because of her appearance, he also

coming.

For Mo Sijue, Wen Xin could never be beaten or scolded. Even if she did something wrong, he would bear the consequences.

Wen Xin looked at his silently leaving figure, and when she looked at Feis, she suddenly didn't know who she should believe!


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