Mu Feng dragged Mo Yan straight out of the palace, returned to Mo Yan's room, and threw Mo Yan onto the bed.
"I didn't expect my words to be so talented!" Mu Feng felt extremely angry in his heart. He had never felt like this before. His eagle eyes were bloodshot and his veins were protruding. He clenched his hands tightly, barely missing Mo Yan's neck.
Got it
Mo Yan was silent, looking sideways at the pillow on one side, as if the embroidered pattern on the pillow interested her very much.
"You could say so many words to a stranger just now, why don't you say anything now?" Mu Feng pulled Mo Yan up on the bed again and asked Mo Yan to look directly at him. The fire in his heart had not yet been released.
Mo Yan snorted coldly and turned her head to the side. She didn't want to pay attention to this person who was on the verge of rage.
"Speak, speak," Mu Feng pinched Mo Yan's chin. Regardless of the bruises on the snow-white skin, he only knew that he had been ignored by Mo Yan again and again.
His heart was surging, and Mu Feng felt like a volcano about to erupt. He really wanted to jump, but he couldn't.
"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your manners," Mo Yan said, because Mu Feng hurt her so much that she couldn't shed tears and could only use words. She didn't want to feel better if Mu Feng didn't like her.
At this moment, Mo Yan completely forgot that it was she who had stirred up Mu Feng's anger. Mo Yan didn't care about making the fire even more intense, because she knew in her heart that even without this incident, Mu Feng would have become like this sooner or later.
Mu Feng is a man with a strong self-esteem, he is also domineering and cold-hearted. Mu Feng's possessiveness towards things that he considers to belong to him is beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
As for Mo Yan, Mo Yan is the person Mu Feng has always wanted and the one he loves the most in Mu Feng's heart. How can Mu Feng tolerate him being trapped while Mo Yan is still carefree on the side?
"Demeanor, screw your demeanor," Mu Feng didn't care about his image at all at this moment. He only knew that Mo Yan was challenging his bottom line again and again.
Is it because he almost forced him to lose his virginity? So now Mo Yan wants to make herself disgusted with him?
"Don't try to escape me by making me angry. You will always be mine." After saying that, Mu Feng covered her beautiful red lips and bit them lightly, and the bright red blood flowed down the corners of Mo Yan's mouth.
flowed down
Does it hurt? Mo Yan felt a lot of pain, but now she could only let Mu Feng do it. When Mu Feng wasn't paying attention, Mo Yan touched the edge of the bed with his left hand and took out a dagger under the pillow.
As soon as the dagger was taken out, Mo Yan pushed Mu Feng away, pulled out the dagger and stabbed his arm.
When Mu Feng realized that it was too late to stop him, he only saw the bright red blood dripping down drop by drop, 'tick', 'tick', 'tick'...