250 Raids: There's a girl next door

When Pei Mochen heard that the cigarette in his hand had been broken before he knew it, all the meridians in his hand swelled up.

Fracture, concussion, and refusal to use western medicine, which means that no anesthetic was used during the operation?

How much does that hurt?

How did she survive?Zhang Mofei, how strong are you?

Imagining the tens of thousands of painful expressions she had on the operating table at that time, the sockets of her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Her memory must have come back around that time.

Who on earth forced her away?What was the reason that forced her not to contact her?

"Check, how did the car accident happen, the details, she met those people during that period, let me find out in detail."

There was a strong murderous look in his tone, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes.

Whether it's Yuan Manling or Zhang Jingyou, he will make them pay the price when it comes to people around him.

He just hung up the phone when the door opened with a 'click'.

Zhang Mofei stood at the door and poked his head into the room, "Yangyang, what have you been doing in the room? It's time to eat."

He has locked himself in the room since he came back from receiving the certificate.

Is work so busy?He doesn't go down to greet guests at home, really.

Pei Mo turned around leisurely, leaning against the window of the balcony, with one hand in his trousers pocket, and the other holding a broken cigarette, only the cigarette holder left.

The winter sun is precious, and it is bright no matter in the morning or evening, shining on him, making his aura even more dazzling.

The lines of his beautiful lips are more sexy and stylish.

A pair of black eyes were bottomless, and he hid his thoughts in a place where the little woman at the door couldn't see.

"Zhang Mofei."

He opened his mouth faintly, sighed, and then said, "I've been thinking about you."

Zhang Mofei smiled sweeter than honey, pushed open the door, and walked into the room, "It's so sensational, go down and say hello, we're going to have dinner later."

Pei Mochen smiled at her and waved, "Come here."

"What are you doing?" Zhang Mofei walked over to Pei Mochen curiously.

Pei Mochen reached out and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly, "Do you want to know what I've been doing in the room?"

There was a smirk on the corner of his mouth, which made Zhang Mofei feel that it must not be a good question.

So she said with a silly smile, "Actually, you don't have to tell me, I don't really want to know."

Pei Mochen frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said, "You obviously asked, which proves that you really want to know."

The tone is a bit childish.

Zhang Mofei was helpless, "Then... you can tell."

"I'm wondering how many times we will do it on the wedding night?" Pei Mochen lowered his head and bit Zhang Mofei's ear with his lips, and reached into her clothes with his big hands from under the hem of her clothes.

Rubbing up and down on her smooth skin.

The finger pervertedly insisted on squeezing in from under the steel ring of her underwear, and he would not enter the easy-to-access position above.

The big hand seemed to be electrified, and Zhang Mofei's whole body was numb.

Zhang Mofei was speechless "..."

She knew it.

She turned her face, raised her head, stood on tiptoe, pressed her lips to his lips rudely, hooked his neck with her hands, and started a fierce lingering relationship with him.

She kept rubbing her body against him, until she felt that his body was reacting strongly, and when the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, she suddenly let go of his body.

Step back quickly.

A mischievous smile appeared on his face, "Haha, it makes you want|burn|burn|burn with no solution."