As soon as he left, Mo Ye walked up to Ling Kexin, with slightly curved lips and a half-smile: "Little goblin, I think my precious luck will make you consume some energy, so just play with it slowly."
, I’m very tired, go inside and take a rest, call me when you’re done playing.”
After he finished speaking, he turned to leave. Ling Kexin suddenly reached out and grabbed his belt. Her wide-open eyes were obviously filled with fear. She opened her mouth, but not a single word came out.
"Are you afraid?" Mor Ye tilted his lips, and that contemptuous sneer made Ling Kexin's heart suddenly feel a needle prick.
She grasped his belt tightly, staring into his eyes with a pair of clear and watery eyes, neither shaking her head nor nodding, and her tender red lips had already turned white.
"Please beg me! Kneel down and beg me, and I will let Xiaofeng take it away." Mo Ye raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his lips deepened.
Ling Kexin's watery eyes shrank, and the strong fear suddenly slowly dissipated. She gritted her teeth tightly and made a "gurgle" sound.
"What? You don't want to beg?"
Mo Ye frowned, as if he was impatient. With a wave of his hand, he forcefully pushed her hand away and took another step forward. Ling Kexin staggered two steps. Before she could regain her footing, she quickly stepped forward again.
She rushed over, opened her hands, and hugged his waist from behind.
Her hands tightened around his waist, and her eyes widened angrily, as if there was a time bomb tied to her body. At this moment, if she wanted to die, she would also die hugging the person she hated!
"Let go!" Mo Ye shook his waist, but did not shake her off.
Moor Ye lowered his head and went to break her hand around his waist. His mood was a little complicated and ridiculous... Why did this little goblin like this in the face of danger? The last time she hugged his neck tightly in the swimming pool, this time
He tightly held his waist and wouldn't let go!
He, Mo Ye, would not think about how reluctant she was to leave by herself! No! She was definitely not, she had only one purpose for doing this - to protect herself!
She has a strong self-esteem. She does not beg him to surrender, but silently resists and entangles with him. If you want her to die, then she will entangle you and die together!
This is what she said herself, she hates him, so she will pester him to die together.
She is a very thoughtful, individual, and extremely special girl! In his grown up life, this is the first time that Moor Ye has met a woman who is so angry, hateful, helpless, and full of challenges for him to ponder!
"Little goblin, it's useless for you to catch me like this!" He didn't want to spare her like this, because she was really bold, boldly challenged his majesty, and despised his authority!
What's more serious is that she is already his woman, and she actually went out on a date! Fortunately, she didn't go to any hotel or hotel with He Xiaoxiao last night, and there were no traces of ambiguity on her body. Otherwise, he would really slap him to death.
she!
A lesson is a must! Punishment is inevitable, so she can remember it!
Mo Ye narrowed his eyes and made a sharp backhand movement. Ling Kexin's body fell in front of him, so light that Mo Ye could not even estimate her weight.
"Xiao Feng! Let go of luck!" Although he knew that Ling Kexin might fall to the ground if his hand was loosened, Moer Ye still ruthlessly issued an order to Xiao Feng not far away, and then let go of his hand...
Xiao Feng's heart was pounding. When Ling Kexin got out of the car earlier, he felt strange. Mo Ye knew that Lucky didn't like strangers, so why would he bring a little girl over? It turned out that he just wanted Lucky to
to hurt her.
How could he be so "cruel"? Xiaofeng's hand holding the chain kept shaking.
Ling Kexin had fallen to the ground. The courage she had to hug Mo Ye was "withered" on the ground the moment Mo Ye turned back and grabbed her, because she did not see hope and did not get any sympathy and sympathy from the great demon.
In spite of his pity, he still threw her away so ruthlessly and cruelly, and threw her to the ferocious Tibetan Mastiff.
In despair and sadness, her mind went blank, as if she saw the god of death approaching her step by step.
More Ye had left. She lay on the ground, tears falling silently. In the hazy moment, she saw her mother, younger brother, Ren Yifei, He Xiaoxiao...
"Aww..." The Tibetan Mastiff's cry was loud and intimidating. It declared its power and ferocity to the world. Xiaofeng touched its head, leaned close to its ear and said a few words, and then
Patted it on the back and untied the chain around its neck.
"Ouch..." The Tibetan Mastiff rushed towards Ling Kexin.
Ling Kexin closed her eyes, her hands and feet were too weak to support her body. She lay softly on the ground and smelled the smell of "death"...
"Young Master!"
"Bang bang..." Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door not far away, and Cao Lei's fearful voice was so loud. He grabbed the iron rod, shook it desperately, and shouted, "Let her go, young master, don't
Don't scare her like this!"
Mor Ye stood in the second-floor viewing hall of the off-site rest building. His height and position were just enough to overlook everything in the stadium. He took the coffee handed by a staff member, sipped it slowly, and asked Cao Lei
The voice fell on deaf ears, but the undercurrent rising in his eyes predicted how unhappy he would be.
When the Tibetan Mastiff heard the cry, he suddenly turned around as he approached Ling Kexin, raised his head and howled, and quickly rushed towards Cao Lei at the door...
"Luck!" Xiaofeng saw this and shouted loudly, but it was still a step too late. The Tibetan Mastiff's mouth passed through the iron fence and bit Cao Lei's left knee.
"Ah..." The heart-piercing scream suddenly made Ling Kexin open her eyes. Following the direction of the sound source, she saw the handsome face wearing glasses twisted into a ball in pain, and the thin body in a white coat moved slowly.
He slowly fell backwards.
Blood suddenly filled her eyes, and she shouted hoarsely: "Doctor Cao..." and then fainted.
"Bah!" At the same time, the coffee cup in Morye's hand fell to the ground. His eyes were dark and cold, and he walked quickly towards the exit.
Cao Lei was carried away by Uncle Liu and a male servant. Xiaofeng held Lucky's hand and looked at Mor Ye with a pale face as he picked up Ling Kexin from the ground, and then walked out of the golf course with a cold face.
In the small room on the fourth floor, there was a hard wooden bed. Ling Kexin was lying on the bed, suffering from a high fever and talking in her sleep.
Seaweed-like hair wrapped around her little face, she frowned, her lips were dry and white, shaking her head, shouting: "Don't... don't bite, don't! Don't!"
"Miss Ling, wake up! Wake up!" Lu Qiaoer called her while holding a towel and wiping her hot face.
Ling Kexin did not wake up. She closed her eyes and shook uneasily.
Lu Qiaoer put a wet towel on her forehead, took her hand and sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her crimson face with sadness and sympathy, and murmured to himself: "The doctor said you had a fever due to excessive shock.
, Miss Ling, when will you wake up? It's been two days, if you don't wake up, the young master will blame me."
In the kitchen on the first floor, Wang Ma scooped out a bowl of water from a large bowl and walked out of the house with a bundle of chopsticks in her hand.
At this time, the street lights were on in the manor. Next to the dim rockery, Wang Ma placed the bowl on the protruding stone, took out the tea leaves and rice from the bag and sprinkled it into the bowl. Then she put the chopsticks in the water while using it.
He picked up the water with his fingers and poured it on the chopsticks while mumbling something.
Aunt Mei came over quietly and stood a few meters away looking at Ma Wang. She couldn't hear clearly what Ma Wang was saying, but after a few minutes, she saw the chopsticks miraculously standing in the bowl. Ma Wang seemed to be relieved.
He stood up and wiped the sweat from his head.
Aunt Mei's cold eyes flashed, but she did not walk over. She closed her eyelashes and turned to another path, heading towards the infirmary.
Cao Lei's left knee was wrapped with white gauze. He had been vaccinated. He was sitting on a wooden chair by the door with a dull expression on his face, watching the stars slowly appearing in the sky.
"Does it still hurt?" Aunt Mei walked up to him and asked softly.
Cao Lei glanced at her lightly, turned away and ignored her.
Aunt Mei sighed softly, walked into the room and brought a small stool to sit next to him. When Cao Lei saw her approaching, he stood up on tiptoe and wanted to leave. Aunt Mei grabbed his hand and her eyes filled with tears.
Choking with sobs, he said: "Xiao Lei, don't do this, I have no choice but to do it."
"Don't tell me this." Cao Lei said coldly.
"Xiao Lei, you can't confront the young master in this place, otherwise, your life will be difficult."
"You're afraid of him, but I'm not afraid!"
"Xiao Lei...you still have a father."
"you go!"
Aunt Mei lowered her head sadly, her shoulders were shaking, and she kept wiping the corners of her eyes with her hands. For a long time, she looked at Cao Lei's knees, stood up slowly, and walked back step by step.