Suddenly, a hand came across and grabbed Nangong Han's wrist, "I'm sorry, she belongs to me tonight!" Chu Zhanjin's tone was leisurely but decisive.
Staring at her with stern eyes like an eagle, Nangong Han raised the corner of Leng Si's lips and said, "I will let you go today!" He suddenly turned around and left, his steps heavy, obviously suppressing his anger.
Xiang Yimo stuck out her tongue at his back and muttered, "Tch! Who cares!"
Chu Zhanjin grabbed her arm and pulled hard, and in the next second he hugged her slender waist, buried his head in her neck, and his hot and dense kisses fell on his porcelain neck like a soldering iron, burning her tenderness.
Her skin. There was a layer of fine and hard stubble on his chin, which was ravaging her skin like sandpaper. His warm palms covered her plump peaks and kneaded them through a thin layer of leather clothing.
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Xiang Yimo's mind suddenly flashed. The Su Yisheng in her memory was not like this. Her nose suddenly felt sore, and her eyes were stained with a layer of moisture. Her lips were slightly opened, and a trembling question escaped, "Don't you remember Xiang Yimo?"
Yet?"
Chu Zhanjin was slightly startled, a wave of waves flashed in the depths of his dark eyes, and then disappeared. He frowned and let her go, "Like a living dead fish, is this the level of the 'Ye-Se' sign?
"
The large swaths of icy jade skin on the porcelain neck and chest were stained with an attractive crimson color. Xiang Yimo lowered his watery eyes in despair, and the condensed tears kept rolling in his eyes, "I'm not feeling well, please find someone else."
!" Turning around silently, the next second, tears could no longer bear the weight of sadness and rolled down...
He really forgot about her.
She had waited foolishly for four years, hoped for four years, and this was the result?
All expectations were suddenly dashed.
Chu Zhanjin looked at her thin back, his brows furrowed, his black eyes solemn, and murmured to himself, "How does she know about Xiang Yimo? Could it be that she is, but why does Mo'er come in and out of this sensual place..."
When he thought of this, he suddenly turned around and rushed out. But as soon as he took a step, his shoulders were grabbed.
"Ji Zhanxuan, let go!" he shouted angrily.
"Su Yisheng died four years ago. If you find Xiang Yimo and recognize her as Su Yisheng, sooner or later the Bonanna family will discover your identity and find out that you are the culprit who caused the tragedy four years ago.
, this is pushing her into danger."
Chu Zhanjin's eyes darkened and turned pale.
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Xiang Yimo's only hope has been shattered. At this time, she has nothing else to ask for. She just wants to complete the task quickly, leave here, completely forget everything about him, and start over.
The cell phone rang suddenly. It was the call from my friend Su Zilin. As soon as the call was connected, there was a harsh and noisy voice, "Momo, it's bad, a group of gangsters rushed into the store and demanded protection money. If we don't pay, they will move.