When he got up and returned to his previous position, he saw Long Qianying and Lie staring at each other with big eyes.
"Watch what I do and what I look at. If you look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs." Long Qianying threatened Lie with his teeth and claws.
"Hey, why are you still staring at me?"
Mo Jingyu shook his head, it seemed that what she said just now had touched Lie's heart.
After asking her about Bo Liangyin's room, he went upstairs without caring about the two of them.
He opened the door and was surprised to find that this woman's taste was exactly the same as his, with the same black and white tones and the same wine cabinet and bar.
I looked around and found no trace of her, so I opened the doors one by one.
Finally, she heard the sound of water dripping in a room while taking a bath, which was to her liking.
Looking at the graceful figure reflected on the frosted glass, he walked to the bed and lay down on it, waiting quietly for her to come out.
When she saw the man lying on the bed, Bo Liangyin's eyebrows almost became knotted.
"Don't tell me to stay here tonight."
"Why not, you are my wife." He shrugged.
Wrapping up her bathrobe, she walked to the dressing table and sat down, taking a towel and wiping it angrily.
"We're not good enough to sleep in the same bed yet, so go back."
I've been used to being alone since I was little, but I really can't sleep when there are people around me.
"Bo Liangyin, come home with me in a few days." It wasn't a discussion, it was completely an order.
She paused for a moment, then resumed her movements. Her mind was jumping very quickly.
"I refuse!" Go home with him? Why.
"No need to discuss!" Seeing that she wanted to say something else, Mo Jingyu smiled evilly, "If you dare to refuse, I don't care from tonight until you leave with me."
Bo Liangyin choked back what he said, this beast.
"Mo Jingyu, just because I give in doesn't mean I tolerate you. If you continue to be so ignorant of propriety, be careful I kill you. Don't think I dare not."
This is her territory. With a wave of her hand, so many people can crush him to death.
"Madam, it's serious. I never thought you dared, but I can tell you clearly that you don't have the ability yet. Again, don't challenge my temper. You won't be able to bear the consequences."
This woman opened a dyeing shop just by giving her some color.
Feng Yan finally raised a cluster of anger, slowly shook off the towel wiping her hair, stood up and looked at the man lying leisurely and contentedly on the big bed. She had not been provoked for a long time.
She suffered several losses at the hands of this man. If she could, she would have killed him long ago, but Mo Jingyu couldn't do it.
"why me!"
What kind of woman could a man like him want? She believed that as long as he waved his hand, there would be many women working for him. Why did he choose her, a woman with a gangster background?
"You can save this question and ask that old man in my family. Can we take a rest now?" Who has wavy curly hair dripping slightly, and his graceful body is only wearing a bath towel. He is not a saint, so he cannot be indifferent.
But Bo Liangyin's cheeks turned red, she threw the towel on his face with force, and cursed in a hateful voice, "Sleep with your big-headed ghost."
Mo Jingyu's eyes darkened, and he quickly sat up, grabbed her white wrist, and dragged her onto the big bed with a slight force. Without waiting for her next move, he turned over and pressed on her, and attacked the city in an evil manner.