Mucheng clenched her teeth together with all her strength. It wasn't until she tasted the sweet and fishy taste in her mouth that she came to her senses and slowly let go of him.
"Xiao Shiqin."
She called him, and her burning eyes fell on his scarlet pupils, with a faint madness surging underneath.
She said: "I'm waiting for the day you die."
The air was stagnant for two seconds.
Immediately, Xiao Shiqin laughed, as if he was happy, and said, "Okay, then we will fight until we die."
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Xiao Shiqin settled in Minfeng Garden.
No one knows about this except Mucheng.
The next day, while she was still in the group, she received a message from him saying that she had something to do in the evening and would have to go back later.
Mucheng guessed that he was busy with Xiao's affairs.
With his temperament, he would definitely not be willing to be kicked out of Haishi like this.
But those are his matters, Mucheng doesn't want to know.
I just didn't expect that Mu Qingzhi would come to the door in person.
At first, Mucheng thought she was here because of Mu Zhenhua's affairs, so she refused without thinking, "I'm very busy and don't have time."
Mu Qingzhi asked on the phone with a haughty tone, "It only takes ten minutes. Mucheng, do you really want to force your parents to death and watch the Mu family be destroyed?"
Mucheng sneered, "Then please notify me when they die."
"you!"
Mu Qingzhi was furious, but before she could say anything, Mucheng had already hung up the phone.
After Mingxuan died, her few ties with the Mu family were also cut off. Did Mu Qingzhi think he could still control her?
Mucheng locked the screen and was about to put it back in her bag when her phone rang twice more, which was WeChat notification tone.
Still Mu Qingzhi.
Mucheng glanced at the content and almost laughed out of anger.
The shamelessness of the Mu family always sets her limits every time she sees them.
With a cold face, she replied with two words, "Wait."
Fifteen minutes later, Mucheng walked out of the Haiyi Troupe's door.
There was a black business car parked across the road with double flashers.
Mucheng glanced over, changed direction, and opened the door of the white Porsche next to her.
Today, Mu Qingzhi was driving by himself, looking a little haggard.
However, Mucheng was not interested in going into details.
She said coldly, "Tell me, what is going on?"
"Contact Lu Zhan and ask him not to target the Mu family again."
Mu Qingzhi's eyes fell on her, and he ordered with contempt in his eyes.
"Did I hear you wrong, Lu Zhan? I don't have the ability to order him to do things, Prince Lu."
Mu Qingzhi was a little dissatisfied, "If you don't have the ability, you can contact Xiao Shiqin. If he didn't mean it, how could Lu Zhan make things difficult for Mu?"
Last night, she finally learned from Xiao Di that it was Lu Zhan who was behind the instructions.
Although the Lu family's capital focus is on the hotel and film and television industries and has nothing to do with traditional home appliances, sitting in Lu Zhan's position does not require any hands-on work.
As long as he shows a little bit of intention, there will be a lot of people working for him one after another.
It would be easy for them to kill the declining Mu family.
Mucheng twitched the corners of her lips, "In the past, we might have been able to talk to each other. But now, I have recognized Xiao Shiqin's true face, and I have broken off with him long ago."
As he said that, he looked at Mu Qingzhi with a half-smile, "Isn't my sister the one who knows the best about this matter?"
In the end, Mu Qingzhi held her breath and left the Haiyi Group.
Mucheng watched the rear of the Porsche disappear at the intersection, and then walked towards the commercial vehicle on the opposite side.
When Xiao Shiqin returned to Minfeng Garden, she was packing her luggage.
I will leave for the airport at six o'clock tomorrow, and I need to get everything ready today.
The weather in Hong Kong City is much more suitable than that in Haishi.
This one is wearing a sweater, and that one is wearing a short-sleeved skirt.
She had put all her spring and summer clothes on the top shelf of the wardrobe. Mucheng was stepping on a stool to pull out the storage bag when her waist suddenly tightened.
Then, the person was hugged down.
Xiao Shiqin put her on the bed and asked, "Whatever you want, I'll get it."
Mucheng naturally wanted someone to do it for her, so she pointed to the storage bag on the far left.
Xiao Shiqin took off his coat, turned around, and pulled the bag out.
Mucheng looked at his deliberately taller figure and asked, "Did you do what happened to the Mu family?"
When I asked, she actually roughly guessed it.
He had never had a good temper, and no matter what role Mu Qingzhi played in Mingxuan's incident, he would never let her go.
Without stopping, Xiao Shiqin took down the storage bag and handed it over while admitting without any hesitation, "It's me, do you want me to stop?"
Mucheng took it, walked to the side and took out her clothes, "No need."
The two of them said nothing more.
The room was very quiet, except for the sound of Mucheng packing things back and forth.
Xiao Shiqin's eyes followed her.
I saw her squatting down and folding the clothes carefully. When she stood up, she probably lost her strength and hit her knee on the edge of the suitcase, which turned red immediately.
Xiao Shiqin looked at the red mark, his Adam's apple moved, and he raised his hand to unbutton two buttons.
He drank some wine in the evening, and now he felt dry.
Mucheng didn't notice.
She rubbed her knees and walked into the bathroom.
Xiao Shiqin took off the watch on his hand and walked in immediately.
Hearing the noise, Mucheng turned around and her eyes fell into his eyes for a second.
The man's pupils were deep, with some kind of unspoken heat.
Mucheng frowned and avoided the hand he extended, "I want to go to bed early today."
Xiao Shiqin naturally knew that she was going to Hong Kong.
But when some fires are burning, they can't be extinguished simply by putting them out. What's more, he has never aggrieved his temper.
He grabbed Mucheng's hand and clasped it in his palm, put his long arms together and pressed her against the sink.
"I will be careful."
After saying that, his lips were covered with a faint smell of wine.
Mucheng still hid, the tip of her nose brushed across Xiao Shiqin's lips, "I really have to get up early tomorrow."
She never believed in the sense of propriety in his mouth.
Xiao Shiqin stopped and looked at her with his dark eyes, trapping her whole body in a small space, and it was obvious that he would not give up.
Mucheng's face looked a little cold, and her eyes were cold.
Xiao Shiqin's eyes flickered, he looked away, buried his head in the crook of her neck, looked at the Baiying earlobe in front of him, couldn't hold back, and took it into his mouth.
Mucheng's breath suddenly stopped.
The wet kiss went all the way down to the back of the neck.
Xiao Shiqin didn't say anything, just irritating her nerves little by little.
The thing called "reason" in Mucheng's mind was disintegrating inch by inch.
Two years were enough for Xiao Shiqin to feel all the sensitive points on her body.
Mucheng shrank her neck, her pupils filled with mist.
If he had a tough attitude, she might still be able to resist him coldly, but Xiao Shiqin had a posture of begging for sexual favors. His lips and his smell of wine were all tempting her, leaving her unable to resist.
In the end, Mucheng had only one idea.
As expected, it is not trustworthy at all when a man is in bed.
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