"What are you going to do?" Liang Siyu was so frightened that he crawled into the corner, trembling all the time.

"Lin Hai, drag her here." Mu Cheng was playing with an apple casually in his hand.

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Lin Hai mercilessly dragged Liang Siyu from the corner over, let go of his hand, and threw it on the ground.

"Lin Hai, get my whip." Mu Cheng took a bite of a crisp apple and said casually.

Not long after Lin Hai came in, he was holding a black whip with a red lightning mark on it.

"Do you know? This is the whip I personally made for you. I want to give you an appetizer to try today." Mu Cheng took the whip and gently placed the apple in his hand on the table.

He put the whip on the sofa, unbuttoned his suit one by one with slender fingers like jade, and suddenly looked down at Liang Siyu with a smile on his face.

That smile is extremely charming, like a chamaejasma flower blooming in the desert, it is charming and pure, but it is extremely poisonous.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Liang Siyu struggled desperately and began to shout and roar, but no one came to help.

One is because the servants dare not offend Mu Cheng, after all, he is the serious young master of the Mu family, and the old man recognizes it;

The second is because Liang Siyu usually finds faults at home, especially faults with the servants, and if he doesn't do well, he will be beaten and scolded;
The third is that Mu Jia was not here today, that is to say, Liang Siyu's son was not at home and went to school, so the servants didn't want to talk to him, and they all pretended not to see or hear.

"Lin Hai, you said that she keeps yelling, young master, I feel upset, what should I do?" Mu Cheng said while throwing the suit he took off to Lin Hai.

"Young master, you cut off your tongue, don't make any noise." Lin Hai said without any ups and downs in his voice.

When Liang Siyu heard this, he really stopped screaming, but kept trembling with fright.Mu Cheng picked up the whip that was on the table, walked around Liang Siyu twice with graceful steps, watching while walking.

Suddenly he threw out the whip in his hand, and a piercing sound resounded in the hall. A courageous servant took a look and found that the carpet had been smashed.

Mu Cheng walked up to Liang Siyu, stood still, then bowed his body, looked at her face, and said in amazement and ambiguity, "Look at your face, tsk, it's so tender that it's almost watering. Tell me, how well maintained it is.”

Immediately, Mu Cheng's slender fingers gently touched her cheek, "It's really slippery, like an egg that has been peeled off its shell. What do you think if it rots?"

A hoarse and deep male voice rang in Liang Siyu's ears, but what he said frightened Liang Siyu out of his mind.

Crawling desperately, he got up and knelt down in front of Mu Cheng, then shook his head vigorously, tears streaming down his eyes, and he looked like pear blossoms with rain, which made people feel pity.

"Oh, are you begging me? Begging me not to beat you?" Mu Cheng slowly looked up, looking down at the kneeling woman.

Liang Siyu nodded vigorously, looking at him resolutely.

"Oh, what should I do? I can't stop hitting you. If I don't hit you, my heart will hurt. Oh no, do you know? Before, just a month ago, my heart, she thought the same way, She also hoped that someone would come to save her, but do you know what you did to my heart?" Mu Cheng seemed to be insane, hurriedly walking back and forth in the living room to ask.

"Tell me, what are you doing to my heart, huh?" Mu Cheng suddenly turned around and looked at Liang Siyu as if he wanted to kill her directly.

Liang Siyu was so frightened that his eyes became blurred.

"Why, you are afraid of me, don't worry, I can't possibly kill you, I just settle accounts with you." Mu Cheng approached slowly, looked at her and muttered in a low voice.

"Tell me, if I hit you with a whip, does it hurt you, huh?" Mu Cheng made a move while speaking, and the whip hit Liang Siyu's body.

Today, Liang Siyu deliberately wore a cheongsam with high slits in order to seduce Mu Kun into signing the contract. Mu Cheng's whip hit her tender thigh.

Liang Siyu couldn't cry out from the pain, broke out in cold sweat, and began to roll on the ground, but her hands were tied, and as soon as she struggled, the stranglehold became tighter.

"Why, you want to scream, but I feel very noisy when you scream, what should I do, what do you think?" Mu Cheng said softly, but a whip hit Liang Siyu's body again.

As soon as he thought of the bruises on Ah Jing's legs and hands that day, he began to blame himself. Originally, Ah Jing's skin was very sensitive, and there would be marks if he touched it lightly. They even wanted to kill his Ah Jing.

If it wasn't for me, Ah Jing wouldn't be hurt. It's all this slut. It's not enough to kill her mother, but she also wants to harm Ah Jing. Ah Jing is my reverse lin, no one can touch her!

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As if possessed by a demon, Mu Cheng kept whipping Liang Siyu on the ground. At first, Liang Siyu felt the pain and kept running away from the whip, but it was not that easy. Mu Cheng seemed to be deliberately teasing her. Seeing that she was about to avoid it, but the whip still hit her. Gradually, Liang Siyu couldn't resist anymore, and collapsed on the carpet covered in blood.

But Mu Cheng's eyes were blood red, and he was about to hit him, but a figure threw himself on Liang Siyu's body, forcefully replacing the whip.

Mu Cheng's face changed a little at that moment, and when he was thinking about hitting the whip again, he heard a "boom" and looked down.

"Brother, hit me. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can vent it on me. My mother can't bear it anymore. Don't hit her anymore." The boy in white kneeling on the ground looked at Mu Mu with clear eyes. Procedure.

"Mu Jia, get up for me. It has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle in your own business." Mu Cheng stepped forward and kicked Mu Jia's chest.

Mu Jia endured the pain and was about to say something, when he saw Mu Kun who was holding a wine bottle behind him and was about to smash Mu Cheng's head, so he rushed towards Mu Cheng without thinking, overwhelmed Mu Cheng, and smashed the wine bottle directly On Mu Jia's back, the mellow aroma of red wine and the smell of blood mixed together, floating in the hall, Mu Cheng was stunned for a moment.

He didn't need to think about it to know that it was Mu Kun who attacked him, but why did Mu Jia block the bottle of wine for him.

At the moment when Mu Cheng was stunned, a hoarse and clear voice sounded beside his ear, "Brother, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, Mu Jia passed out and collapsed on Mu Cheng's body. Mu Kun had already run to save the vixen, without even looking at the two brothers.

When Lin Hai came in from the door, he saw Mu Jia pressing on Mu Cheng, and hurriedly tore Mu Jia away, and was about to throw it away, when he heard Mu Cheng order, "Lin Hai, take him to the hospital, and then you take some Someone went and smashed Liang Siyu's shops for me."

"Okay, President, how are you doing?"

For the only time, Lin Hai had a worried look on his wooden face. Mu Cheng took a look and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "I'm fine, I'm going to talk to grandpa about something, you go to work first, and then come to grandpa to find me .”

"it is good"

Hearing that he said it was all right, Lin Hai regained his frozen face, carried Mu Jia on his shoulders, and walked out.

Looking at Mu Cheng after Lin Hai went out, he suddenly seemed to have lost all strength, slumped on the sofa, raised his head, looked at the ceiling, and flashed in his mind the beer bottle that Mu Jia blocked for him just now He always feels that he has an inexplicable closeness to Mu Jia. For some reason, he can't do anything to Mu Jia.

Even sometimes he was still worried and anxious about Mujia. At that moment just now, when the bottle hit Mujia's back, his heart tightened suddenly, as if it hurt like a needle prick.

The mother is such a beautiful woman, gentle and caring, but it is because of their arrival, because of that bitch, that the mother died. He is the son of that woman, and he is definitely not a good guy. Maybe he didn't find it. .

Forget it, take one step at a time, I can wait for such a short time, I have waited for 4 years, am I still afraid of waiting for this year?

After resting on the sofa for a long time, Mu Cheng picked up the whip on the table and was about to go to the old man.

I don't know how Ah Jing is doing, she probably doesn't want to see me again.

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