Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 164 By him? ! (3)

The right hand quickly blocked it, and Murong Lin directly met her boot sole with his arm, directly blocking Mo Chou's entire body.

With a puff, Mo Chou landed directly on the soft spring bed.

Without hesitation, Murong Lin strode forward, and he rushed over directly, trying to hold her down.

Following the trend, Mo Chou had already rolled out of the bed.

Murong Lin rushed to nothing, only grabbing a soft pillow.

Before he could get up, Mochou had already made another sharp split, hitting the back of his neck.

Sliding back, Murong Lin grabbed her ankle and pulled her.

Mo Chou's legs were stretched straight by him, and he made a big split on the bed.

Before she could turn around and strike again, Murong Lin rushed forward, pressed her whole body under him, and caught the left hand that was hitting her.

His legs were pinned down by him and he couldn't move, so Mo Chou immediately clasped her right hand into a fist and punched him in the chin with a hook.

puff!
Although Murong Lin was busy dodging, this punch still hit his chin firmly, but it was slightly sideways.

At that moment, there was a fishy sweetness in the mouth.

It was obvious that the teeth had broken the tongue, and blood immediately overflowed from his lips.

Mo Chou didn't seem to expect to be hit, and she was slightly taken aback when she saw the blood flowing out.

At this moment when she was slightly startled, Murong Lin's left hand also grabbed her right wrist.

With the tip of his tongue licking off the blood from the corners of his lips, Murong Lin raised the corners of his lips charmingly.

"Little girl, what, why don't you give up?!"

"Humph!"

Mo Chou let out a cold snort from her nose.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and thrust it towards his face.

Murong Lin dodged instinctively, taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Chou quickly bent the leg that was being held down by him, and slammed his knee on his side.

There was a dull pain in the waist, and Murong Lin was directly kicked under the bed by her.

He grabbed the glass on the table and smashed it on the corner of the bed.

Mo Chou immediately turned over and pressed the cup in her hand to Murong Lin's throat.

At the same time, Murong Lin's right hand also grabbed the fruit knife that fell on the ground just now, and pointed it at her neck.

(End of this chapter)