Your Excellency, I love you!

she?

Sheng seedlings?

Luo Qiangwei endured the dizziness and propped up her body, and smiled contemptuously, "I don't think it's worth it for you. Sheng Miao, a little white flower, disappears every three days. You are so angry every day, don't you worry about getting old?"

Mo Shiche's jaw clenched tightly, his eyes were cold and gloomy, "Luo Qiangwei, let me ask you again, where did you get her again?"

The corners of his mouth curved into a sneer, "I want to fuck you and you refuse, and you want to force me to come to you with your hands on Miao Miao, you are born to like to play this kind of game with men?"

Luo Qiangwei stood up and tidied her clothes, "It's my freedom to play or not. If Sheng Miao is gone, I can only say that you are too trashy to protect women. You blame me... ah."

The voice just fell.

The neck was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

The whole person was thrown heavily into the sofa again.

For a moment, Luo Qiangwei felt that he might strangle her to death.

Although it wasn't that exaggerated, and his strength wasn't so strong that she could suffocate her, the act of choking his neck itself had a rough and hostile meaning.

Her heart flinched heavily.

Mo Shiche leaned on the sofa with one knee, condescending, pinching the woman's slender neck with his big hand, his eyes were extremely cold, "If you catch her, grab her, if you insist on using a knife to cut her, she didn't drown in the swimming pool yesterday, you Isn't it particularly reconciled?"

[Otherwise, one day, if I suddenly feel bad, I might find someone to kill her with a single knife. 】

Oh, it turns out that she did say yesterday... Did the misfortune come from her mouth?

Luo Qiangwei raised her eyes, "You mean she was stabbed?"

"I don't know the blood all over the house, how many times I was stabbed, shouldn't you know the best?"

"I don't know," she turned her face away, clasped his wrist that was pinching her neck, "let go."

"Still pretending?" Mo Shiche leaned down and smiled coldly, "Those bodyguards of yours have sneaked into Miao Miao's apartment more than once. Do you really think I don't know?"

"If they sneaked into the apartment, they must rob Sheng Miao? Can't I send people to search for evidence of your collusion?"

Luo Qiangwei gritted her teeth, she didn't even look at him anymore, her voice was angry, "I'll tell you to let go again!"

The phone that fell out of her pocket vibrated suddenly.

Mo Shiche directly picked it up, opened it and saw that it was a text message, 【Weiwei, I will pick you up tonight to listen to the opera and eat western food. Are you free? 】

The sender is Ah Chu.

Who is Ah Chu, Yan Chu?

Such an intimate name, have you ever slept?

Mo Shiche's originally sullen face suddenly turned into fury, Luo Qiangwei reached out to snatch the phone, "Give me back my phone, who told you to peek..."

The next second, the mobile phone was thrown away by the man, and it fell on the wall with a slap.

Luo Qiangwei opened her eyes wide and became angry instantly, "You fucking..."

The big hands around her neck tightened suddenly, and she was so stuck that she couldn't speak for a moment.

Mo Shiche suddenly turned her body over, his muscular chest was pressed against her back, he pressed down, and pressed her on the sofa in an extremely ambiguous and humiliating posture, "I'm so sorry Curious, are you able to play with so many men, are you not afraid of being raped to death one day?"

Luo Qiangwei was forced to lie on the sofa, with her face pressed against the armrest of the sofa, feeling extremely uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth and struggled, "Get up! Let go!"

"You play around like this, don't you just want me?" Mo Shiche easily pressed her legs with his legs, and he leaned over to bite her, "Ah Chu asked you about this, so you tonight The man in bed is going to choose him?"