Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 22 How to let go
Not long after Feng Sumo left, the meeting between Ji Fengwu and Moxiluo also ended.

After running around the company, holding a stack of documents, Feng Sumo appeared outside Weston Hotel half an hour later.

Looking up and down the floor, Feng Sumo had the urge to stop work and start running.

Ji Fengwu!
It was because of Ji Fengwu again!
If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't always appear in this place, let alone run into that scumbag all the time.

Having experienced several previous contacts, Feng Sumo has a psychological shadow on Moxiluo, especially after being strangled by him.

Although he saved himself in the situation half an hour ago, according to Feng Sumo's perception, it must be bad for him to help her like this.

After all, it was only a second ago that he wanted to kill her so viciously.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Sumo bit the bullet and walked into the hotel.

That's how she is, if she doesn't agree, if she agrees, she will definitely do it well.

In the position, very responsible.

The door was opened, and Moxiluo was sitting by the window, with his back to her, unable to see the expression on his face.

Feng Sumo opened the door wide, stared at his back, stood at the door hesitantly for a long time, but didn't dare to go in directly.

If this man still refuses to let her go, she will die a miserable death...

Sensing the person behind him, Moxiluo slowly turned his back to her figure.

Almost at the same moment when he turned his face to the side, Feng Sumo had the urge to run away on the spot, but just as he moved his legs, Moxiluo blocked her way first.

Feng Sumo was astonished.

How did he do it?
The two are clearly separated by such a long distance...

Thinking of his ghostly speed, Feng Sumo's shadow over him became heavier.

"How can you let me go?" Looking up, she asked carefully.

There are too many debts between her and him, and if she didn't get the gold medal for avoiding death, she might not know how she fell into his hands in the next second.

Moxiluo's handsome face was cold, his eyes fixed on her eyes, and he did not answer.

Eldest young master, at least you open your mouth too?
His silence only made Feng Sumo more uneasy, a pair of clear and penetrating eyes blinked nervously, and the long eyelashes of the feather fan flickered, looking a little pitiful.

"Think I'll let you go?" Moxiluo raised her chin with one hand, the corners of her lips twitched, and she smiled.

His smile made Feng Sumo feel horrified.

Shivering without confidence, he raised his head and met his eyes, "Your photo is meaningless to me, I won't publish it, as for the fact that I attacked you so many times, or..."

Feng Sumo tensed his nerves, raised his neck slightly, put his face in front of him, and said a word out of fear, "How about paying me back a few times, so we can even it out?"

Obviously very scared, but stubborn and stubborn, Moxiluo's brows twitched, and his thin lips uttered a sentence, "Will you pay me back what I have eaten?"

Freeze!

Feng Sumo's face in front of him shrank back like an electric shock, and his legs jumped a long way away from him.

She was the one who was eaten up and wiped clean, but now what is she being smeared by this person?
As if he had been wronged...

"I worked hard all night..." With a long arm stretched out, he pulled her to his side, and Moxiluo threw back what she said mockingly.

Feng Sumo's face suddenly turned red. She was only speaking quickly at that time, why did she change her tone completely when she said it from his mouth?

(End of this chapter)