Standing in the training room of Nuo University, Geng Mo couldn't help but admire Geng Yuhuai's ability to use money to communicate with gods.
Originally, the flower house was quite luxurious in Geng Mo's eyes. When the good-looking Pang Tongde couple took over the flower house, they spent a lot of money to renovate the decorations and make them as luxurious as possible. But compared with the residence Geng Yuhuai arranged here, that
It's just a small thing compared to a big one. The Sanda training room alone is more than 100 square meters. It is said that every floor under the feet is airlifted from Australia, and the price is as good as gold. The floor-to-ceiling windows that surround it are also made of special glass.
It has strong resistance to blows and anti-refraction. This training room used to be used only by the "Dongjing Six Sons". This is the base camp of the "Dongjing League" in the mainland.
"The Six Sons of Dongjing" - a gangster organization! It actually has financial strength comparable to that of a consortium.
Geng Mo secretly sneered in her heart. It seems that in this world, darkness is really much more powerful than light. And she has bought her soul to the devil in the darkness. God has no redemption, but the devil gave her his wings.
The last hope.
While he was lost in thought, a sudden strong wind hit him from the back of his head. Almost instinctively, Geng Mo tilted his head to one side, dwarfed his body, spun around on his hind legs, and turned his body towards the source of the attack.
It’s a grudge!
Geng Mo was slightly stunned. Why did he attack him?
She didn't have time to think about it anymore. She was stunned for a moment and lost the time to defend herself. She received a sharp slap on her shoulder. Her body felt pain and she instinctively shrank. The door at her neck was wide open.
, the devil's palm grasped the smooth and soft neck. The strength of the palm was very gentle, with no sign of tightening. The expression on Geng Yuhuai's face remained indifferent, but the words he spoke were all reproachful: "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Geng Mo turned his head to the side, unwilling to look into those eyes.
"If I were a sneak attacker, your neck would have been broken by now." The force on his hand increased slightly, as if to prove that what he said was not sensational.
"I dodged your first attack, and I stopped when I saw it was you." Geng Mo defended.
"If the attacker is the person closest to you, do you have to give up self-defense?" Geng Yuhuai asked, the dissatisfaction in his tone getting worse. It seems that this Sanda instructor only taught her the skills of flower language fighting, but did not teach her the awareness of defense.
This is the most failed teaching. Enemies hiding in the dark and snooping are often the most deadly, because they will not announce in the light that the battle has begun. And for Huayu, a 23-year-old woman, you want her to become a
It is simply impossible to become a professional fighter. The most important purpose of arranging such a course for her at that time was to improve her alertness, enable her to cope with unexpected situations under normal circumstances, and ensure her own safety.
Pang Tongde is no longer an ordinary businessman, and his activities are darker than those of ordinary underworld gangs. Two years ago, he had gathered influence among various underworld gangs in the country and married his eldest daughter to the leader of the "Python Gang". After two years,
With his own efforts, he has used various means to build a huge network of relationships in both black and white circles, and now he has become the dominant figure in the upper class society. If he knows Hua Yu's identity, then any despicable means may happen to Hua Yu.
, and he may not be able to stay by Hua Yu's side all the time. Therefore, the ability to protect himself and the necessary alertness are the only purposes of this training.
"If the person who attacked you was a pregnant woman, I guess in order to protect the child in her belly, I would stretch her neck directly and let her break it." The irony in the teasing tone was obvious.
"I know, there won't be a next time." Geng Mo bit her lower lip, secretly hating her own carelessness.
"If you can't completely let go of your fragile kindness and compassion, I advise you to give up the so-called revenge and support me even if you die. Pang Tongde will not pinch your throat like this and give you another chance."
Pang Tongde!
This name was like a sharp knife piercing Geng Mo's flesh and blood. Hatred spread quickly in the blood like poison. Clenching her palms, Geng Mo's eyebrows furrowed deeply. She hated this name, and even more hated the person in front of her.
This man kept using this name to stimulate herself, even though she clearly understood that what he said was right.
Geng Yuhuai's hand moved away from Geng Mo's neck, and instead raised his stubborn jaw.
"Geng Mo! I found that you are avoiding me."
"No." The fixed jaw was not strong enough, but it prevented Geng Mo from turning his head to one side and lowering his eyes. Geng Mo still refused to look into those deep and incomprehensible eyes.
"No? Just look at me when you talk to me." Geng Yuhuai's indifferent tone contained an imperial command.
"No!" Geng Mo refused.
"It is said that you even sold your obedience to me." Geng Yuhuai reminded him. Huayu's rejection and escape made him angry, and a faint sting formed in his heart. He no longer expected a lingering love between them, he only asked for
In Huayu's heart, he could occupy a humble corner, even a corner of hatred. But Huayu gave him alienation and escape, which made him unable to even pretend to be cold.
"You don't care about my obedience, do you? What you want is 'Hua'." Geng Mo refused his ruthless blackmail. He would get everything he wanted, but that didn't mean that she could let him have unlimited demands.
.Yes, maybe he bought her body, and even her soul was left at his fingertips. But her heart...her heart was not within the scope of demand.
"Has your noble pride returned to your body again?" Geng Yuhuai's fingers gently rubbed against Geng Mo's lips. The delicate warmth made the fingertips stay longer and longer. The sigh in his heart flooded his mind like a tide.
With a taste of punishment, his lips pressed against hers, sucking and turning, and the heat gradually spread. He bit her lips lightly, and his warm tongue moved back and forth on her lips to seduce lust.
He wanted her to give him a reaction, anything was fine, as long as it wasn't indifference.