After listening to Mu Wanqing's stern scolding, Admiration Fan's dark pupils suddenly tightened, and he stared at her dangerously and horribly. For a long time, his perfect and thin lips slanted, revealing a breathtaking lust.
Xue sneered: "Listen to what you said, do you mean you don't want to tell me?! It doesn't matter: I would rather kill by mistake than let go."
"..." When Mu Wanqing heard this, her expression flashed, and she was stunned for a moment. She roared loudly, "Yang Mufan, what do you mean by this?!"
"Can't you understand?! Then let me put it more plainly: buy two coffins, one large and one small, and collect the bodies for Ji Lianjing and that little bastard...!!"
After saying this, Yang Mufan retracted his hand, and suddenly the angry and ferocious look on his handsome and calm face became cool and calm.
He looked at the woman with an extremely frightened expression in an evil and seductive way, and turned around gracefully.
When Mu Wanqing saw this bastard trying to leave, she couldn't help but feel angry.
She took a few steps forward and grabbed his sleeves.
Yang Mufan turned his face away slightly, lowered his eyes, and stared straight at the little hand that was holding on to the hem of his clothes. He quirked his lips and said in a warm voice, "What are you doing to pull me?! You can't be thinking.
'Sex, bribe, bribe' me?! If that's the case, maybe I'll consider..."
However, before Yang Mufan could finish his words, Mu Wanqing punched him: "Sex. Bribe your sister!"
Although Yang Mufan is agile, at this moment, facing Mu Wanqing, he is in a defenseless state.
His perfect face was hit by a fist. Although Mu Wanqing's strength was no match for the man, but...she hit it with all her strength, but the pain still made his whole face twist.
The skin of my mouth hit the hard teeth, and it hurt.
At the same time, the mouth was filled with the strong smell of blood.
Mu Wanqing didn't mean to stop there. She quickly grabbed Yang Mufan's tie with her white and tender hands, pulled it down hard, then bent her knees and pushed up hard, hard and mercilessly...
…
"Cough... cough cough cough... Mu, Wan, Qing!!!" The severe pain coming from his abdomen made Yang Mufan unable to speak clearly.
Mu Wanqing twisted his ears, bent her upper body sharply, and gritted her teeth in his ears fiercely: "Yang, please listen carefully to me: you dare to hurt Ji Lianjing, or my daughter, I will never let you down for the rest of my life.
It’s impossible for me to forgive you!!”
Yang Mufan's face turned red, his eyes were blazing with fire, and he roared in an earth-shattering voice: "Mu Wanqing, how dare you hit me in the face, hit me in the stomach, and then twist my ears?! I see you... looking for,
die!!!!"
"Next time you provoke me, I will break your neck, believe it or not?!" Mu Wanqing said with a fierce look.
Yang Mufan angrily dug out his face, which was less than four centimeters away from his own face. His angry little face suddenly... became furious.
This woman actually threatened another man and a little bastard?!
And threatened to break his neck?!
He pursed his thin lips and remained silent for a long time before he spoke gloomily: "Mu Wanqing, it doesn't matter whether you forgive me or not. As long as there are no other people hanging around you who make me an eyesore, that's fine."
"Yang Mufan, what do you mean?!" Mu Wanqing asked coldly in a calm voice.
"It means: Ji Lianjing and that little bastard must die, no," admired Fan Linlin replied.
