The box was sweltering, but Qiu Mo's limbs were cold. No matter how she tried to hide or escape, she was destined to be unable to escape this man's spell in her life. He was like an invisible shadow, following her all the time.
Her fear of him was deeply rooted, like a cancer embedded in her flesh, slowly oozing venom.
Ye Hen's hands were locked on her waist, and the heat in his palms ironed her skin through the thin clothes.
He admired her somewhat stubborn and frightened expression at this time, and said happily: "Momo, let me show you something." He deliberately showed off and slapped the door twice, and immediately there was
A big man in black knocked on the door and threw something in front of Qiu Mo.
She looked toward the ground along the parabola in the sky, but the light in the room was too dim and her eyes could not see clearly.
She climbed down awkwardly from Ye Hen's body and slowly approached the mass.
When she could finally see clearly, she bit her lip, not wanting this man to hear her scream.
What was balled up on the ground was a piece of clothing, and this piece of clothing was exactly the one Lin Jinfeng wore before going out, a long-sleeved off-white hoodie. The reason why she wanted to scream was because this piece of clothing was stained with blood.
It was so transparent that you couldn't even tell the previous color. There were many cracks caused by knife cuts on the chest and arms, and some of the dried blood was dark black.
Qiu Mo looked at the dress as if looking at a devil with fangs spread out. She stepped back step by step until Ye Hen hugged her from behind. His hellish voice whispered into her ear: "Momo
, is this what you’re looking for?”
A burst of anger suddenly arose in Qiu Mo's heart. She turned around almost without thinking, raised her hand and slapped Ye Hen on the face.
A crisp sound was followed by an eerie silence.
Ye Hen's head was tilted to one side after being beaten, and his soft hair covered his cruel eyes.
Qiu Mo saw a trace of blood winding down like a red line from the corner of his mouth. She didn't know where she got such strength and courage. Now her palms were still numb and painful, and her heart was numb.
He was jumping even more wildly.
Just when she was panicking, he suddenly laughed like a devil, then pulled Qiu Mo into his arms and kissed her lips forcefully.
The smell of blood in his mouth spread to hers, and she felt hot air rolling in her chest, making her feel sick to her stomach.
His lips blocked all her breathing, and he tossed and turned on her tenderness without mercy, trying his best to plunder her.
Qiu Mo felt that the oxygen in her brain was getting less and less, her eyes were foggy, and her temples were bulging outwards, causing severe pain.
She finally couldn't help crying, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes to their lips that were glued together. She tasted the bitterness called powerlessness.
With Ye Hen's cruelty, she didn't dare to think about how he would deal with Lin Jinfeng, or whether he would still be a complete person when she saw Lin Jinfeng again.
It was because of her that he was discovered by Ye Hen. If she hadn't been so useless and troubled, he should still be his dandy young master, sitting on thousands of properties and holding a stunning beauty in his arms. It was the phone call he made on the operating table that killed him.
Pushed into eternal doom, she felt extremely regretful and wished she could exchange identities with him so that she could bear all the pain and suffering for him.
The body in his arms gradually softened, and Ye Hen's punishment had achieved its purpose. He let her go, letting their body fluids pull out a thin, sluggish silver line.
He licked her red and swollen lips and said softly: "My Momo, it turns out to be so sweet."
"What are you going to do before you let him go?" Qiu Mo gasped, ignoring his teasing.
"Are you negotiating terms with me? Huh?" He raised her pointed chin: "What qualifications does Momo have to negotiate terms with me?"
"That's it." Her movements were sudden and fast, and she had already pulled out a dagger from behind Ye Hen in an instant. This is Ye Hen's habit. He likes to hide a knife on his body because he is a bloodless person.
Warcraft, I didn’t expect that after so many years, he still retains this habit.
Qiu Mo put the knife across his neck and looked at him coldly: "I'll go back with you, but you have to let Lin go."
Ye Hen put away the shock in his eyes for a moment, and said with a smile: "Do you think I will let you do whatever you want this time?"
When he said the last word, his eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously, and a terrifying light burst out from them.
He was right. Now that he had found her, it was impossible for her to escape. He must have set up a dragnet.
"Then can you guarantee that what you brought back is not a corpse?" Qiu Mo pressed the knife deep into his neck, because it cut iron like mud, and with just a light touch, the delicate skin
A gash opened, and bright red blood formed a line and was about to flow out.
Ye Hen's heart tightened, and his black eyes were as thick as inkstones. She had always had a fierce temper, but she had never forced him to die. He always thought she was afraid of death, but now, she was fighting for other men.
, threatening him with death, the jealousy in her heart poured down like heavy rain, knocking his heart cold and wet. If one day, his life was also threatened, would she do the same for him without hesitation? The answer is very
Definitely, no.
She hated him, and he knew it better than anyone else, because he had always brought her nothing but despair.
"Momo, put the knife down, I promise you." Ye Hen, who had never been threatened by anyone, turned soft-hearted. Qiu Mo looked at him suspiciously, trying to tell the truth from that beautiful, inhuman face.
Fake.
"As long as you come back with me, I will let Lin Jinfeng go. He is just a weed, how can he compare to my baby..." He stretched out his slender hand to her, "Good boy, put down the knife."
"How can I trust you?" Qiu Mo has suffered too much from him. Even if he coaxes her like this now, she still can't trust him.
Ye Hen narrowed his eyes, clapped his hands and called two men in, and ordered: "Call Habi to come and heal Lin's injury."
Habib is a doctor in Iceland. He has great medical skills, but he is a weirdo. When he is in a good mood, he will treat others without paying.
Still eating and sleeping.
But the only person he obeyed was Emperor Ling.
"Yes." The subordinates respectfully stepped out after accepting the order.
"Momo, isn't this enough to express my sincerity?" Ye Hen walked over slowly and said coaxingly: "Give me the knife, don't play with such dangerous things."
"Are you really willing to let Lin go..." Qiu Mo's hand holding the knife had just loosened up a little bit when Ye Hen suddenly made a move like lightning and grabbed her wrist. There was only a click sound, and her hand suddenly became alive.