Your Excellency, I love you!

The apartment building is very quiet.

Mo Shiche's tall figure stood at the door. He knocked for a long time and no one answered. He called Luo Qiangwei's cell phone again, and heard the ringing sound coming from the door, but no one answered.

His heart suddenly hung up, and he stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, only to realize that it was a combination lock. Mo Shiche frowned, and suddenly raised his long finger and pressed the four-digit number: 0808.

Luo Qiangwei's birthday.

In the next second, the door lock opened with a beep——

Mo Shiche paused slightly for pressing the password, then opened the door and walked in with long legs.

There was a strange aroma in the apartment, very similar to the aftermath of men and women.

The door of the bathroom was open, and the floor tiles were wet, obviously not long after taking a shower.

The clothes of men and women were scattered, spreading from the bathroom to the bedroom, and it was conceivable that they took off and walked there.

Mo Shiche followed his clothes and walked to the door of the bedroom, when he suddenly felt something under his feet.

He looked down and saw a pure black silk bra.

This is... what Luo Qiangwei wears most often.

He reached out and pushed the door open.

Thick curtains were drawn in the room.

On the big bed, Luo Qiangwei and Yan Chu were both lying on their sides, Yan Chu's arm was still around her waist outside the quilt, her handsome face was pillowed on her loose long hair, in an intimate posture.

The exposed shoulders of the two are naked, and obviously the body under the thin quilt is also the same.

Sheets were a mess.

On the floor were disassembled condom boxes and used crumpled tissues.

Mo Shiche's pupils constricted heavily, his heart trembled violently, and his whole body stiffened almost instantly——

Yan Chu woke up in a daze, his whole body was burning with a high fever, he subconsciously shouted, "Weiwei..."

Luo Qiangwei also woke up, but felt a splitting headache. She thought of the strange fragrance she smelled before she passed out, so she opened her eyes and tried her best to support her body.

Then he turned his head and met Mo Shiche's expressionless handsome face at the door.

She was startled, and looked down to see Yan Chu sleeping next to her, as if a thunderbolt exploded in her mind!

However, before she could speak, Mo Shiche suddenly walked in a few steps, stretched out his hand and dragged Yan Chu up from the bed including the quilt, and dragged him directly to the living room.

Luo Qiangwei stumbled and slid off the bed, casually took a bathrobe from the hanger at the side to wrap herself in, and ran out in a hurry.

Mo Shiche pressed Yan Chu heavily against the decorative wall in the living room, and punched Yan Chu hard!

Yan Chu was caught off guard, he was beaten and fell to the side, and even the vase shattered to the ground.

He was half lying on the ground, his palm was cut by porcelain shards, and blood flowed out...

As soon as Luo Qiangwei came out, she saw the blood on his hand. She opened her eyes wide and rushed over to hug the man's arm, "Mo Shiche, stop beating, it's not like that, calm down..."

"Calm down?" Mo Shiche looked sideways at her, his pupils were scarlet, and he sneered sullenly, "My daughter-in-law is lying naked with other men, you want me to calm down?"

"No, it's not..." Luo Qiangwei shook her head desperately, her anxious eyes turned red, "Ah Chu won't do anything to me, there must be someone planning to frame us, and nothing happened to us..."

Mo Shiche looked at her anxious and flushed eyes, and the anger in his heart became heavier. He pinched her jaw and snorted coldly, "It's already like this, so you can rest assured of him? How do you know it wasn't his design? "

"Really not, he just has a high fever, I'll take him to the hospital..."

Luo Qiangwei allowed him to raise her face, but her hands still hugged his arms tightly, for fear that he would suddenly shake her hands and leave...