Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 55 I'm Your Future Husband
Feng Sumo's worries are purely superfluous. Moxiluo's mind is full of how to trap her by his side and bully her well. The two are going to get married again soon. Even if she wants to leave, he will never let her go. .

After a day of fear, nothing happened to Feng Sumo except for the occasional glances from Moxiluo with weird eyes.

In the evening, after finishing all the housework in the villa, Feng Sumo returned to the room and was about to close the door, but a pair of arms lay across the door, preventing her from closing the door.

Mexilo stood by the door, waved his big hand, and easily pushed the door aside.

"You, what are you going to do?" Feng Sumo's nerves tensed up when he saw his face, and his heart beat violently.

This man, who didn't do anything during the day, shouldn't be thinking about leaving all the accounts until autumn, right?

"Sleep." Moxiluo gave her a cold look, said two words indifferently, passed her into the room, and all his actions seemed to be entering his own room.

"Your room is opposite." Feng Sumo pointed to the room directly opposite him, reminding.

"From tonight onwards, I will always sleep here." Moxiluo turned his head and glanced at her, untied his nightgown indiscriminately, threw it aside casually, and strode towards the bed.

"Why?" Feng Sumo roared angrily.

"As long as I..." is your future husband.

Moxiluo slightly hooked his lips, omitted the following words, and changed the subject, "Do you want to come here by yourself, or should I help you?"

"You like this room, so I'll just give it to you." Feng Sumo looked at the smile on his face with horror, stepped back, left a word, turned around and walked out.

Her reaction was as far as he expected. Mexilo lay on the bed calmly, waiting for her to come back automatically when it was late.

However, he never expected that it would be midnight.

Listening to the already quiet surroundings, Moxiluo frowned slightly, with a hint of uneasiness in his heart, and walked out of the room with slender legs.

He was afraid that she would be depressed again, so he went to drink to relieve his sorrow.

All the lights in the living room were turned on, and Moxiluo was about to walk towards the garden, but when he saw Feng Sumo who was curled up and sleeping on the sofa, he was slightly startled, he paused, and walked towards her in a few steps.

Feng Sumo seemed to be sleeping a little restlessly, his delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his arms were wrapped around his small body, the petite body was curled up into a ball, and he looked pitiful.

"Stubborn girl." Mo Xiluo scolded in a low voice, and squatted down, taking the time to admire her sleeping face.

The soft light casts a blurred silhouette on the clear side face, the thin wing-like eyelashes vibrate with the breath, and the small and erect nose is probably frozen due to the low temperature at night A faint blush.

It was a very distressing scene, but in Moxiluo's eyes, it made him want to bully her more and more.

Moxiluo looked at it for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, he had the urge to ravage her.

Facts have proved that His Highness Xi Luo is not an ordinary beast!

Moxiluo was dissatisfied that he had waited for most of the night, but she was sleeping here in a daze. He hugged her horizontally with both arms, and took her back to the room. The evil claws kneaded her body for a while before he was a little satisfied. Little by little, Iron Arm hugged her and fell asleep in a bear hug position.

So, the next day, Feng Sumo woke up again in Moxiluo's arms.

Feng Sumo is infinitely depressed and entangled, why does he always refuse to let her go? ——
(End of this chapter)