"Where are you going after you pack up?" Jun Mohan asked while holding back the anger in his heart.

An Xiaoxiao wiped her tears and said in a low voice, "Wherever I go is my freedom."

"Freedom, what freedom do you have, marry me, you are mine, you can't run away in this life."

"I'm not yours. You and I are only in a contract relationship. Now I declare that the contract is void, and the three years are also void. There is nothing left." An Xiaoxiao roared with red eyes.

When Jun Mohan heard her words, his face became gloomy, and the anger in his heart rose. He was in the hospital, and as soon as he heard that Yun Wanqing was out of danger, he rushed back without stopping. Seeing that woman An Xiaoxiao wanted to run away from home, when he thought that if he came back a little later, he might not be able to see her, but this woman didn't know good from bad, and was planning to run away from home. If he didn't teach her a lesson, Then it will have to be reversed in the future.

"Woman, you'd better put your stuff back."

"Don't let it go, I'm leaving anyway."

Seeing the dangerous look in Jun Mohan's eyes, An Xiaoxiao didn't have any fear, but said this instead.

Jun Mohan's temples thumped, unable to bear the anger in his heart any longer, he grabbed An Xiaoxiao's suitcase and put it on the floor.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Even if you tear up all your clothes, I will leave."

An Xiaoxiao looked at the clothes on the ground, and said bitterly, he is still wronged, the old love is back, and he still refuses to let her go, she didn't lose her temper, she is already generous.

Jun Mohan didn't know what An Xiaoxiao was thinking in his heart. Hearing her words, the strings in his head seemed to be broken, and his eyes became dark.

An Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a little creepy, and just when she thought about taking a step back, Jun Mohan grabbed her arm.

"Want to leave me?" Jun Mohan's voice was icy cold, completely different from the usual gentle him, as if they were two people.

An Xiaoxiao looked at Jun Mohan, and said with little confidence: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, Jun Mohan smiled, with a wicked expression on his face, and slowly approached An Xiaoxiao, and the fiery kiss fell down.

"If you want to leave me, it is impossible in this life."

A deep voice came from beside her ear, An Xiaoxiao didn't feel intoxicated, but felt a little scared, a little suffocated, and began to struggle.

"Jun Mohan, let me go?"

"Let go of you, hehe."

Jun Mohan repeated a sentence, but his tone was stern, An Xiaoxiao's body trembled, and before he could respond, his neck hurt and his hoarse voice came out.

"An'an, you are mine, and you will be in this life, so don't even think about leaving me."

"Jun Mohan, I am not yours, I belong to myself."

An Xiaoxiao originally wanted to ask, "I belong to you, so who do you belong to?" But she was afraid of hearing Jun Mohan's hurtful words, so she immediately changed her words.

Jun Mohan smiled, and groped An Xiaoxiao's body with his big hands, with a taste of punishment, he slowly leaned down, looking at the sky outside, An Xiaoxiao became anxious.

"Jun Mohan, what do you want to do?"

"I want to tell you who you really belong to."

After the words fell, Jun Mohan's stomach straightened, An Xiaoxiao immediately froze there, her face became very ugly, there was a burning pain from somewhere, she felt waves of humiliation, and tears welled up in her eyes.

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