Mo Shao's wife is super sweet

Chapter 8 Two ways, be my woman, or, I will strangle you right now!
Su Weiliang suppressed the fear in her heart, and said softly, "Yes."

Anyway—

Su Weiliang is already a dead person.

The name doesn't mean anything anymore.

she is now-

Su Huanyan.

Mo Feibai looked at her bloodless face, those dark and cold eyes, seemed to have some warmth: "Two ways, be my woman, or, I will strangle you right now."

Slender and strong fingers slid from the chin to the slender neck, rubbing gently.

On the soft white skin, there were also bruises that he pinched out in the elevator last night.

Mo Feibai's eyes became dark.

A chill spread up his back layer by layer, Su Weiliang opened his eyes wide and looked at him in a daze.

She didn't know him at all, and it was impossible to offend him.

Obviously she has already run away, why this man still refuses to let her go?

If it wasn't for her life, she would not have seduced him in the elevator last night.

Su Weiliang gritted her teeth, and her body trembled slightly.

She took the situation and it seemed to get worse.

Mo Feibai looked at her pale little face, his clear eyes were like deer's, expressionless but more accusatory.

He gave a low laugh, and gave an explanation in a good mood: "You look good."

Su Weiliang: "..."

"Isn't there another choice?" Mo Feibai leaned over, and the tip of his nose touched hers. On that face, from a closer look, there was only thick surprise and extremely gorgeous thin lips. His words were like ice, and hot air sprayed on her face. Face: "Unwilling? Huh?"

Soft words can turn into cold murderous intent in the next second.

The strong sense of humiliation made Su Weiliang unable to contain her anger anymore, she smiled coldly: "You can't afford me."

Mo Feibai looked at her.

Su Weiliang's eyes are like a clear spring, at first glance, they are very clean.

But if you look at it for a long time, it will make your heart shudder.

That pair of beautiful eyes seemed to shoot out something terrifying at any moment, piercing through people's hearts, devouring people until there was not even a scum left.

This is a look that has just experienced despair, leaving only a cavity of sadness and hatred.

Mo Feibai hooked the corners of her lips: "There is no price I can't afford, it depends on what you want."

Hate——

means weakness.

Su Weiliang's voice was cold: "I won't agree."

also can not.

If the father and mother knew that she had degenerated to the point of being taken care of by others, even if they avenged her, they would definitely be disappointed.

Mo Feibai's gaze was unpredictable.

A woman is like a piece of fine porcelain. Such a graceful temperament cannot be cultivated without a noble background and years of precipitation.

He stared at her for a moment, with a gleam of coldness in his black eyes: "So, you want to... die?"

finger, hard—

(End of this chapter)