Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

His force was so strong that she almost hurt her pinch.

She bit her lip, "It has nothing to do with him, Ye Mu Lin is obviously you and Ai Wei."

Her voice was a little choked: "I don't want to explain, and I don't want your explanation, so be it!"

After she finished speaking, Ye Mulin stared at her, "No need to explain?"

"Yes!" Bai Xueli smiled and fell on the back of the chair.

She bowed her head, took a cigarette case out of her bag and took a cigarette and took a sip. Some choked, but she still took two sips.

Ye Mulin choked.

She smokes!

He quickly snatched the cigarette **** from her hand and threw it out of the car window, "No smoking."

"No?" Bai Xueli smiled softly: "Why don't you allow it, Ye Mulin is okay with us."

As she spoke, her eyes were a little hot, and she remembered the photo of him in Hong Kong.

Also, Ai Wei looked at his eyes.

He can take Ai Wei to Hong Kong unscrupulously. After she gets angry, and they are all dressed like this, he is photographed. Does he treat her as dead?

She Bai Xueli no longer has the backbone, nor is she the bastard.

Ye Mulin looked at her for a while, then suddenly started the car.

She patted the car window and yelled: "What are you doing, where are you taking me?"

"Go home, domestic violence, rape." He said coldly.

Xueli Bai was shocked and stared at him: "You are crazy! Let me go down."

She patted the car window, her hands hurt and the pat was swollen, but he didn't move, except that his face became uglier.

The car drove hurriedly in the dark, and when he got downstairs in the apartment where he lived, he parked the car sideways.

Bai Xueli shrank there, her voice very soft: "Ye Mulin, what do you want? I said I don't want to be with you anymore."

He sat quietly, looking at the front of the car, before turning his head for a long time: "We have not yet divorced."

‘So, do you treat me as a free prostitute? She looked at him and smiled softly: "Do you want to sleep with me?"

He didn't speak, just lit a cigarette and smoked quietly.

He wanted to kill her.

He came back from Hong Kong, just want to sleep with her?

He was silent for a long time, and Bai Xueli suddenly opened the door and got out of the car and walked towards the elevator.

Her back made him look a little hot, and immediately got out of the car and followed.

In the elevator, it was quiet.

Xueli said nothing.

He closed the door and turned on the light until he arrived in the apartment. She had already thrown away the bag on the door panel and untied the woolen skirt on her body...

Long hair slid down the neckline, scattered on the delicate and white shoulders, very seductive.

Kicked off his shoes, staring at him provocatively: "Don't you just want to sleep with me? Ye Mulin, why don't you move?"

He stared at her tightly and took a step forward.

She pressed her body against the door panel, still looking at him provocatively.

She drank a lot, her body was warm...

He lifted his chin, and he gritted his teeth: "Shirley Bai, take your words back."

She smiled softly: "Can I take back what I say? Why don't I know?"

She squatted down and started picking up her clothes, "If you don't want it, I should go."

But the next second, a powerful force forced her to get close to the door panel again, and his hot body pressed against her, as if he was about to burn her.

Her head hit the door panel and it hurt. She looked up at him: "Ye Mulin, what do you want?"

He began to untie his jacket, "Didn't he mean to sleep?"