Mo Jingyu quickly grabbed her arm and twisted her wrist behind her back with both hands.
"Bo Liangyin, everyone in the black and white circles knows that my, Mr. Mo's things are untouchable. Are you pretending not to know or are you deliberately going against me." Thin lips came to her ear and whispered, hot and sensitive.
The deliberate leaning back position stretched the wound on her waist, causing her to take a breath, but her self-esteem and pride prevented her from making any sound.
His eyes became bright with anger, but in an instant they were alluring and bewitching.
"Young Master Mo, do you want me to give you a woman back? It's easy to say, I have a lot of women in my hands, you want that one? Or is it that you have a crush on me?"
Seeing the little woman in his arms change in a blink of an eye, Mo Jingyu's charming pupils had an ambiguous smile, as if he had seen through her intentions.
"What if I say yes?"
Really? She was shocked.
"If so, I will fight with you for 300 rounds. Judging from Mr. Mo's physical strength, he should be pretty good, much stronger than my useless men!"
At the end of the sentence, Bo Liangyin was very satisfied to see the man's disgusted eyes, and couldn't help but cheer for herself.
"Young Master Mo still has a virginity complex and doesn't look down on me anymore."
Mo Jingyu looked at her for a long time, and finally shook off the woman in his arms. When he raised his hand, the man behind him had already presented a snow-white silk handkerchief.
She suppressed her anger and watched as the man in front of her gracefully wiped the hands that had just grabbed her wrists, as if they had touched feces.
Damn, why are you so arrogant? That man doesn’t have countless lovers, just pretending to be an innocent little chrysanthemum.
"Oh, am I really right? It seems that Young Master Mo is also an infatuated person." She looked at the man with a smile on her face, and looked down on his good intentions. "Since he will be abandoned sooner or later, why bother?"
You've wasted your energy, your time, and your life by sticking to a woman. You're not satisfied with your stick? You're a scumbag!"
Mo Jingyu stopped wiping his hands and suddenly raised his head, a glint flashing in his eyes.
Before Bo Liangyin could react, with a wave of severe pain, she was kicked three meters away and hit the wall hard before sliding to the carpet.
Bo Liangyin coughed violently, and then realized that she had been attacked by this man.
Covering her chest, which was so painful that she felt dizzy, she looked at the man who walked up to her and knelt down with a pale face.
"Mo, Mo Jingyu, you are not a man at all."
With a heavenly handsome face and a bloodthirsty smile, his big hands firmly grasped her slender neck and slowly tightened it.
"I don't hit women, but if he is provoked by a woman and doesn't fight back, he is no longer worthy of being called a man. Bo Liangyin, don't be arrogant in front of me just because I don't hit women. You can't bear my anger.
rise."
After saying that, he shook him off, got up and walked out.