Mo Huaiyuan listened to this belated question, and didn't know what it felt. After a long time, he smiled faintly. {First release}

Love or not love is so clear.

He is not a cold-blooded animal. When the provincial government held a meeting, the whole audience pointed sharply at the point of his desire to kill him. Qu Weilan pushed open the door with a loud voice and stood on his side as he spoke loudly. He was not He who was not moved.

Although it is always psychologically strong enough, it does not mean that there is no need for any love. Even if the pillar in his heart is never overwhelmed, it is good to be able to feel the care of others to warm up your body.

But An Ran's sentence was waiting for her to ask on the day he left Maicheng, but now he has come to Da.

He didn't want to speak at all. He didn't know what to say.

Lies?

Continue to let her live in that perfect, tightly protected world? He seemed to have no strength to even lie.

"Mo Huaiyuan..."

The little woman behind her, with red eyes, and water vapor overflowing from her eyes, walked in and called him softly: "Tell me..."

"safely."

He whispered softly and a low and hoarse sentence interrupted her.

"I'm very tired today and don't want to talk about anything. Let's talk about it later. Now, go out, okay?" He held his back to him, holding his suitcase with one hand and whispered. The snow goose feathers outside the window were rustling like violent but silent. He was probably in his chest at this moment.

An Ran choked behind him.

A trace of incredibility flashed in her clear water eyes. In her impression, she had never heard Mo Huaiyuan say this to him. He said he was very tired, could he ask her to go out first, or she could guess that he was in a hurry to come back, but when he came back and saw all this, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He told her to go out.

An Ran’s heart, and the undamaged heart for so many years has cracked a crack, and it is also the first time I have tasted what sadness is.

The tearing pain was like a thin and sharp paper slashing its fingers. It was small at first and didn't feel the pain. Gradually, the sharp paper page pierced the real skin and went into the flesh and blood, and it became violent.

She lowered her head, her head buzzed, and she choked at his back.

"Oh... OK."

These two words were also found. She turned around in dismay, looked at him unwillingly, and then walked to the door and wanted to go out.

The handle of the door is polished round and smooth wood, and it cannot be stabbed.

But she felt a lot of holes in her heart.

The sound of unscrewing the door came to Mo Huaiyuan's ears by the bed.

Like a thorn in the heart.

He finally couldn't help but burst out.

He turned the suitcase at hand and turned his tall and upright figure, his cold eyes wrapped in a terrible scarlet red staring at the woman who was leaving. Finally, when she had unscrewed a crack in the door, he walked behind her, turned her over and held her tightly, pressed her hard against the wall!

An Ran was surprised. When his back hit the wall, it hurt. Mo Huaiyuan changed his gentle style. His subordinates were merciless. His eyes looked at her, as terrible as wild beasts. He seemed to want to tear her apart at this moment, chew it and swallow it into his stomach.

"Is that all? If I ask you to leave, you will leave? Then what about I want something else? Why don't you give it?"

The door was still open, but Mo Huaiyuan didn't care. He lowered his eyes as cold as Ice, staring at her. She was frightened to death with a pale face as paper. Mo Huaiyuan looked at hatred, sucked her big palm over the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely. He missed these lips countless times late at night, but at this moment he kissed her in his mouth so heartbroken that he wanted to kill her.

He really bit her. When he pried open the gaps of her teeth and kissed her in fiercely, he couldn't control his strength and bit her hard. She moaned in pain, and it was very sharp in his ears. Mo Huaiyuan blended deeply with her with a mouthful of blood, and said in a hoarse voice: "Anran, do you know how bastard you are..."

With his fierce cold eyes, red eyes, and hoarse roars like wounded beasts, filling the whole world with peace.

Do you know how painful I am? I feel very painful, do you know?

He was greedy for her taste and missed this warmth, but what did he prove after tasting it? Is it close? Has he really entered her heart?

She was really bitten and hurt.

He screamed in pain.

But when he pressed down with a severe kiss, why didn't she miss this smell?
Chapter completed!