Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

While waiting, Mo Yiyi looked at the time, "I'm already 5 minutes late, hmph, let's see if I take care of you later. /top/ Novel Ranking"

In the blink of an eye, several men in black clothes had gathered around.

"You..." Mo Yiyi stared at a group of men in black in surprise, and backed away tremblingly.

The blond man smiled evilly and looked at Mo Yiyi, "You are Li Jueyin's favorite dish... Hehe, isn't it good? I really don't understand why he would give up such a beauty and choose you. Rusted..."

The blond man thought about the delicious taste of Miyanomi, and looked at Mo Yiyi with disgust.

"I'm really not interested just looking at it..." The blond man looked at Mo Yiyi and pressed him step by step.

"Go away... you know I'm Li Jueyin's woman, but you still dare to provoke me, aren't you afraid?..." Mo Yiyi tried hard to maintain a calm demeanor, threatening.

However, her threat is so weak, she doesn't know that the blond man is also a very powerful person today, and he is born a dangerous man who's a "beauty who dies under the skirt, and who is a ghost".

"Haha... Interesting, you dare to threaten me!?" The blond man moved to Mo Yiyi's side in an instant.

Clamping her chin with one hand, and clamping her two hands with the other, they leaned against the cold wall behind, and kissed her lips hard without any tenderness.

"Woooo..." Mo Yiyi twisted her body desperately, struggling desperately.

But the broken tone that he shouted couldn't make a sound at all. To the ears of the blond man, he felt it was a more alluring call.

He put his head down and bit Mo Yiyi's neck, and Mo Yiyi, who had nothing to say, cried loudly, "You bastard, let me go, let me go...you bastard, you bastard! Beast! Bastard! You must not end! I curse you, I curse you to go to hell!"

The blond man listened impatiently to Mo Yiyi's cries, raised his head and squinted at Mo Yiyi in displeasure, "You have to know, there is a price to be paid for scolding me..."

"Slap!" She let go of the grip on Mo Yiyi's chin, and slapped Mo Yiyi hard on the face with her backhand.

"Bastard!" Mo Yiyi was beaten on the side of the head, cursing weakly in pain.

"Ah!" Mo Yiyi screamed, and the blond man slapped him again with a "slap!"

"Do you still want to scold me now?" The blond man looked at Mo Yiyi contemptuously.

Mo Yiyi's head was leaning against the wall weakly, and blood was already flowing from the corner of her mouth. Now she felt as if her whole head had been numbed, and she was completely unconscious. She grinned in pain.

Feeling the faint blood in her throat, Mo Yiyi swallowed the blood flowing out of her mouth, looked at him firmly with hatred eyes, and did not speak.

Those sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and the light that looked at the blond man exuded a poisonous aura.

Mo Yiyi continued to growl with clear words, "I! Curse! Curse! You! Down! Hell! Hell!"

He hooked the corners of his mouth evilly, "Hahaha..." He suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, seeing such a stubborn Mo Yiyi, he seemed to be more interested, "Really? Then I will wait in hell You... the abyss of hell, only me is still too lonely."

He squinted viciously at Mo Yiyi's cheek, grabbed Mo Yiyi's hair violently, and kissed Mo Yiyi's lips.

With a wave of his big hand, all the buttons on Mo Yiyi's chest collapsed, "At this moment, we will take you to heaven... If you want to go to hell, I will take you with me."