Madam leg hurts please hug

As soon as the five words were uttered, the result was a short silence.

An Xiaoyue blinked her eyes, thinking she had heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

This time, Gong Yumo didn't answer her again, but directly lowered his head and bit her delicate lips domineeringly.

He broke into her territory and arrogantly occupied her city, she had no time to dodge, her breath was filled with his cold breath.

An Xiaoyue's eyes widened, her mind went blank, and there was a burst of crackling, like a flame ignited by a short-circuited wire.

Gong Yumo's tall figure pushed her between him and the wall, his big hands clasped the back of her slender neck and kissed her arrogantly.

He is greedy for her smell, her breath, everything she once belonged to him.

He plundered her almost frantically, not allowing her to refuse even the slightest bit.

What's worse, An Xiaoyue fell into a sinking mood for a moment.

For a few seconds, she almost fell into his passionate kiss.

The subconscious inertial action made her close her eyes subconsciously when she touched his lips, and then she suddenly woke up again!

What was she doing just now?
And what is he doing?
They have long lost the qualification to be overly affectionate, how can they still kiss selflessly?
She woke up, put her hand on Gong Yumo's shoulder, and pushed him away forcefully.

This time, Gong Yumo did not make things difficult for her, as soon as she exerted force, he left her lips.

She looked at his indifferent face, glared at him angrily, and showed strong dissatisfaction with his actions just now.

Her complexion was blushing, and with the kiss just now, there was a hint of sensuality in her eyes. From Gong Yumo's point of view, she was provocative again.

There were still traces of her lipstick on his lips, An Xiaoyue couldn't help seeing it, "Gong Yumo, are you sick?"

It was a curse word, but Gong Yumo unexpectedly answered her seriously.

He nodded slightly, "Yes, I am sick, very sick."

Hearing the tone of his confession, An Xiaoyue smiled sarcastically, "Scum boy's disease? Nervous? Or a disease that likes to play tricks on others? If you are sick, go to the doctor, don't step on my bottom line again and again!"

For her words, Gong Yumo was not annoyed at all, he smiled lightly, grabbed her hand and put it on his chest, and said in a low voice, "Heart disease."

An Xiaoyue just thought it was funny, she forcefully pulled out her hand that was held by him, and smiled, her eyes were full of coldness, "I think you are really sick!"

She didn't want to get entangled with him, and just about to leave, he held his hand again.

He smiled, "An Xiaoyue, think about my proposal just now."

An Xiaoyue was startled for a moment, then she turned around and looked at him with cold eyes, "What are you thinking about? Remarriage?"

"What do you think of marriage?" Gong Yumo said indifferently, "Is it a joke? Divorce if you want, remarry if you want to remarry! You said you were bored and bored, you begged me If you let me go, I will let you go, I will give you freedom, and you can sleep and fly with Zhou Linxia."

"Which play are you acting in now?" She laughed and said, "After eating for several years, I feel tired of eating and don't want to eat. After eating a few mouthfuls of shit outside, I miss the taste of the original bowl of rice?"

"Or do you regard me, An Xiaoyue, as a pet of yours? Come and go when you call, throw away when you want, take it back if you want? Why?"

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she became, her heart was full of bitterness, and she could no longer hold a smile on her face, she just asked him angrily, "Why do you always like to stand in a superior position and make decisions for others regardless of their feelings?"

For her aggressiveness, Gong Yumo felt bitter.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?"

"It doesn't matter." An Xiaoyue suddenly smiled with relief, looked at him and said, "It doesn't matter to me what kind of person you are, because you are no longer in my heart."

After finishing speaking, she returned to her previous polite smile, "Mr. Mo, the dinner is still going on, don't delay it for too long, it would be bad if people catch the topic and make a big fuss."

She raised a smile, slightly pushed him away who was standing in front of her, and then walked towards the box without looking back.

Gong Yumo stood in place for a long time, his deep eyes filled with sadness.

When An Xiaoyue returned to the box, Mr. Wang was almost drunk.

As soon as she sat down, Ji Huai asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Why have you been here for so long?"

She smiled slightly, "Girls, it will take some time to tidy up the clothes and put on makeup."

Hearing that she was fine, Ji Huai breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I thought you passed out in the bathroom after drinking too much."

"Don't worry." An Xiaoyue said with a smile, "My drinking capacity is much better now than when I was in college."

Ten minutes later, Gong Yumo walked in from the outside.

When Mr. Wang saw that he came back after going out for a long time, he wobbled his glass again, "Mr. Mo, why have you been out smoking for so long? Come, let me toast you again."

Seeing that he drank a lot, Shen Chuan glanced at Gong Yumo's eyes, waiting for him to tell him whether he should take the glass of wine.

Gong Yumo raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his hand, and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Li, I think it's getting late today, and everyone has almost drunk, why don't we stop here today?"

Hearing what he said, Mr. Li quickly echoed, "All right! Mr. Mo, I think so too!"

"Then, Mr. Wang, please take care of me." After Gong Yumo finished speaking, he stood up and gathered his suit, nodded gracefully to the people sitting there, and then walked out.

As soon as he left, Mr. Wang was lying on the table and passed out drunk.

The rest of the people said a few polite words, and then they left.

In the middle of the night, the temperature outside was already very low.

As soon as she went out, a gust of cold wind blew over her exposed skin, and An Xiaoyue shivered suddenly.

Seeing this, Ji Huai quickly took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, "Xiaoyue, it's cold outside, you go to the lobby and wait for me first, I'll drive."

"Yes." An Xiaoyue nodded.

Two minutes later, Ji Huai's car came out of the garage, and An Xiaoyue got into the car wrapped in his coat, and then the car started to drive away.

On the other side, in the black Rolls Royce, Gong Yumo's eyes were always following the direction that the car left.

He sat in the car, watched her come out, watched her put on another man's share, watched her get into another man's car, and watched them disappear from his sight.

After a long time, he said, "Drive."

The driver turned his head and asked, "President Mo, are you going home?"

"Go to the banquet."