Your Excellency, I love you!

Then his mouth was tightly gagged again.

Mo Shiche didn't give her another chance to speak out.

Lian Su, who was outside the door, heard that something was going on... and left quickly.

The only sound left in the office was the man's heavy breathing.

The woman didn't even whimper, and she didn't struggle from the moment he started to be aggressive, lying on her stomach with her eyes closed, tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Mo Shiche frowned and looked at her like a dead fish, then leaned over to kiss her again, and said hoarsely, "Don't you want me, I'll give it to you as you wish, you take the initiative and we'll all be comfortable, huh? "

Luo Qiangwei didn't respond, her eyes were still closed, and she didn't even give him the reaction of twitching her eyelashes.

It seems that looking at him is superfluous.

Mo Shiche was inexplicably unhappy and irritable, and the movements and range of tossing her were deliberately aggravated.

When he finally finished, he looked down and saw dots of blood on the sofa.

she bled?

Mo Shiche frowned, and quickly bent over to pick her up, but the phone in his pocket rang.

He was still well-dressed, with none of his clothes off, only the zipper of his trousers was unzipped, which proved that he had ruthlessly attacked a woman just now.

Mo Shiche took out his mobile phone, because he was still looking down at the place where Luo Qiangwei was bleeding, so he didn't have time to check who was on the caller ID, so he answered it directly.

Sheng Feng's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "Desolate Years."

"Uncle Sheng."

"There's no need to look for it anymore, the person who kidnapped Miaomiao has come looking for me."

Mo Shiche frowned, a little stunned, "Who is it?"

"Enemy." Sheng Feng sneered, "Don't worry about this matter, I will go and bring Miao Miao back, you go back to the apartment and wait."

After a pause, he said again, "I remember you lived with her in the apartment all this time, she would definitely be afraid by herself."

Mo Shiche hummed, "Okay, I see."

Just after hanging up the phone, the woman on the sofa opened her eyes at some point, her eyes were mockingly cold.

He pursed his lips and hugged her again, "You're bleeding, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Didn't Sheng Miao find it?"

Luo Qiangwei's voice was hoarse, and she flinched back to avoid his hand. She looked away, as if she was trying her best to endure to continue talking to him, "You also know that I didn't kidnap her, can you go now?"

Mo Shiche's brows were gloomy, but he still stretched out his hand forcefully, "You're bleeding, and if you don't take care of that place, it will become inflamed."

"Inflammation is also my business and I don't need you to worry about it," she endured the pain and shrank back, her shoulders trembled, her long hair covered her face, "you go, hurry up and accompany her, this matter is over... "

Mo Shiche's hand had already touched her waist, and his voice was cold, "If you don't obey me, believe me..."

She dodged in surprise and growled incoherently, "I've already said that this incident is over, and I'll pretend that today's incident didn't happen. I won't trouble Sheng Miao. I swear I won't trouble her. Can't you?!"

Mo Shiche frowned and hugged her into his arms, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Luo Qiangwei was extremely emotional, struggling and beating him desperately, "I told you I won't touch Sheng Miao! What exactly do you want from me..."

Before she finished speaking, her nerves were tense to the limit, and she suddenly tilted her head and passed out.

Mo Shiche's eyes tightened, and an inexplicable panic swept over him. He immediately pulled the thin blanket over Luo Qiangwei's body, hugged her and walked out quickly, while shouting to the secretary's room, "Hurry up and prepare the car, immediately!"