Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 210 530, I miss you...

Moxiluo took Feng Sumo all the way up the elevator and walked straight to 530.

"Mexilo, let me go!" Feng Sumo didn't care about his high heels, and kicked him with both hands and feet, and shoe prints landed on his neat suit one after another.

As if he couldn't hear her, Moxiluo stubbornly walked into the room with her in his arms, the corners of his lips raised even higher.

He wasn't worried about her being rude, he was only worried that she was as indifferent as he had seen him a few times before.

For the rest of the journey, Feng Sumo didn't know whether he was tired from struggling or what, but he suddenly became quiet.

Moxiluo lowered his head, glanced at her in his arms, frowned slightly, and said with a touch of distress in his voice, "What's wrong?"

I feel sorry for her tired from kicking her hands and feet...

Feng Sumo looked away from his face, pursed his lips lightly, and did not speak.

Moxiluo pushed open the door, carried her into the room, placed her on the sofa by the window, and murmured in a hoarse voice, "I miss you."

"I hate you!" Feng Sumo felt sour in his heart, uttered three words coldly, and turned his back not to look at him.

His eyes fixed on her slender back, his hands lightly touched her thin shoulders, and he straightened her body to face him, Moxiluo said with a light joke in his tone, "I didn't know you loved me so deeply. "

"Mexilo, you are shameless!" Hearing the teasing words, Feng Sumo felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest, and it hurt so badly that he clenched his hand into a fist and swung towards his shoulder.

Moxiluo let her hit him without stopping, sat down on the sofa with his slender body, picked her up, and placed her on his lap, with a smile in his eyes, "There is no love, where is it?" Hate? Without deep love, how can there be hatred?"

If she hates him, that means she loves him!

"Are you very proud?" Feng Sumo's clear eyes raised a trace of anger, and his eyes seemed to accuse.

"I'm very content." The cold fingertips lightly slid across her delicate skin, Moxiluo's warm lips lightly brushed her pink cheeks, and finally stayed on her lips, nibbling and pecking gently.

Feng Sumo bit his lips with such strength that he seemed to vent all his grievances in it, until he tasted the smell of blood on his lips, and then slowly let him go, looking provocatively at His voice was as cold as water, "Since you've already let go, don't disturb my life anymore!"

Moxiluo caressed his injured lips with his fingertips, stretched out his long arms, and pulled her into his arms. His hoarse voice was slightly bitter, "Trust me."

The very simple three words, condensed with helplessness and heartache, made Feng Sumo's eyes stunned for a moment.

Is he telling her now that even if he personally ordered her to be sent away, he had his own reasons?

"Reason." Pink lips spat out two words lightly, Feng Sumo's tone was indifferent.

Moxiluo's eyes lowered slightly, and black eyes looked into her eyes, and there was a flash of struggle in his eyes.

He knew that he should give her a reason, but he didn't want her to know that Kanoqi came to him that night because he knew about her gangster status.

Mesilo knows better than anyone that if Feng Sumo's underworld identity is exposed, whether it is among members of the royal family or among the public, it will definitely cause an uproar. At that time, it is impossible to say that all the rejections will be directed at her.

He didn't want her to worry about these things, let alone such things happen.

Before this matter is handled well, she knows that there are undoubtedly many people who are troubled...
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