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046 He disappeared

"Do you still remember..." Cheng Moyan lowered his head, with a hint of joy in his eyes, "No expression?"

Thinking of her behavior just now and the scene of him and Zhou Yaxin together that day, Mu Qingqing felt angry with herself. When she heard him ask this question, she answered angrily, "No."

Pain in her shoulder and blurry eyes, Mu Qingqing staggered and fell on the bed, feeling heavy on her body at the same time.

She came back to her senses, looked at Cheng Moyan who was pressing on her, and her heart suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

He was smiling, and that smile was brighter than she had ever seen before. Even his eyes were covered with a smile, but Mu Qingqing didn't think he was happy, because the evil energy radiating around him

The charming, cold, and angry aura enveloped her so thickly that she almost suffocated.

Suppressing the trembling in her heart, Mu Qingqing looked directly at him. His thin lips opened slightly, and the breath of grass brushed against her face. His voice was light, and no emotion could be heard.

"Do you still remember what is the first duty of a mistress?" His fingers picked up a strand of her hair and played with it gently on his fingertips.

Mu Qingqing looked at him and felt the movements of his fingers. She had no doubt that if her answer was not what he wanted, he would directly pull the strand of hair, causing her unbearable pain.

However, she can't be mean again, she can't! But...

"Remember." This question actually has nothing to do with her persistence. Instead, it reminds her that she is just his lover, so there is nothing difficult to answer.

"Haha~" He paused with his fingers almost imperceptibly, and then stared at her with his eyes that seemed to be able to see everything, "Quite smart, but..." The corners of his mouth raised, and his fingers gently exerted force.

Mu Qingqing frowned in pain, but still looked at him stubbornly, her big and smart eyes full of unyielding.

Her stubborn eyes and unyielding expression seemed to make Cheng Moyan more and more happy. He laughed out loud. Their bodies were close to each other, and all the vibrations in his chest were transmitted to Mu Qingqing under him.

Mu Qingqing just stared at him, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

He laughed for a long time, maybe two minutes, then glanced at her, let her go, stood up, took off his bathrobe, walked naked to the closet, and opened the closet door.

Mu Qingqing had closed her eyes when she saw him taking off his bathrobe, thinking that he was really an exhibitionist. But what was more in her heart was fear, fearing that he would become so angry that he would become animalistic and do what she did again.

A lifetime nightmare.

After lying on the bed for a long time, Mu Qingqing didn't feel any movement except for the first rustling sound of getting dressed. Cautiously, she opened one eye and looked towards the closet. She saw that Cheng Moyan had already dressed.

He stood there and looked at her condescendingly.

A little embarrassed, Mu Qingqing quickly sat up. She didn't know what she was thinking just now, that she would lie there and be the fish on the chopping board. Maybe she knew she couldn't escape even if she wanted to. Thinking about it, she whispered, "

I……"

What she responded to was just a "bang" of the door. When she looked up, she could no longer see the figure, but the sound of the slamming door brought back memories of her past.

When he first got married, he would often slam the door like this, as if he was the only one in the house...

I told myself clearly that I wanted to hate and be strong, but I didn't know what was going on. I suddenly felt aggrieved, my nose became sore, and tears started to flow down my face.

In the next half month, Mu Qingqing did not see Cheng Moyan again. Sometimes when she heard Mrs. Liu mention it, she would involuntarily prick up her ears, but the answers she got always disappointed her. However, she hid her emotions very well.

Okay, get up on weekdays, go to work, get off work, go back to the villa, and talk on the phone with friends on weekends.

In the past half month, Mu Qingqing felt that her life had been relatively peaceful, until that day when she overheard a conversation between her colleagues...


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