Fickle CEO

Lanxi, who was tightly held in front of his chest, felt a dangerous and murderous spirit!

Sparks in the air, as if he did not choose to fight in the police station is lucky!!

Mu Yanchen finally takes a look at Qiao Qiyang, whose eyes are also cold. He grabs the man in his arms and takes her out of the detention room. With the iron door behind him, he feels that the people in his arms move. Then, he hugs her with colder face and takes her out of the room regardless of her little struggle.

The cool air in the morning is in sharp contrast to the pain and discomfort in the detention room last night. Lanxi is uncomfortable all over.

Before he pulled on the bus, Lanxi fiber eyebrows gently frown, against the door: "Mu Yan Chen, I want to go back to where I live."

She doesn't want to go to him.

Mu Yan Chen cold eyes a lift, handsome mouth hook up sneer: "I know."

"If you don't take the key, you mean to refuse. Do you think I don't even have this awareness?"

That you cold tone of voice heard Lan Xi a shiver, purplish lips some dry mouth, do not know what to say. Maybe that doesn't mean a total refusal. She just doesn't want to live in his place to be criticized.

Clench her waist and coarsely abduct her into the car.

Lanxi leg was hurt by the chassis of the car, suddenly did not sit steady, and hand on the corner of the storage box, instant chromium pain! Her small face drew back her hand pale, looking at the little skin in the palm, clearly felt his cold anger.

Mu Yan Chen's eyes light soft, but still indifferent to go down to help her fasten the safety belt, "bang!" We have to close the door!

What is he angry about?

Is it because I hate iron but not steel, and I regret to keep pestering her when I see her virtue now?

That's the best.

Lan Xi's heart is sour, long and cold ten fingers together, ease the pain, but also comfort himself, twist his face to look out of the window.

I was speechless all the way.

***

when opening the apartment door, Lanxi suddenly smelled a trace of danger.

But it is too late, the man behind her has stepped into her private territory irresistibly.

There seems to be no man in this place.

With a trace of worry to change shoes, her purplish mouth opened. Just wanted to say something, she heard the man who walked to the sofa said coldly: "it's ten to seven, you still have two hours to wash and clean up, hurry up."

Lan Xi mang listened to his words blankly, looked at the clock and thought that what he said was her working time.

But what is he going to do? Will you send her to work when she's done washing?

She couldn't help but want to take a bath. She took off her coat and put on her shoes. She couldn't help but tell me, "I'll be out soon. Remember not to rummage."

She was a little afraid that he would discover her only secret world.

Mu Yanchen sneers silently and his anger is not over.

She scattered her hair, took her nightdress and went into the bathroom.

When the sound of water sounded, mu Yanchen didn't have too many selfish thoughts. His mind was full of the scene that Qiao Qiyang was holding her just now. He was so embarrassed that he seemed to be a true love couple in need.

Mu Yanchen stands up with a straight figure, and his face is reflected in the mirror. He is sharp as a knife, with a soft light of cold charm. He takes a look at the photo on her cabinet. It is a picture of a university trip with the club.

The next one, like a snapshot, is the scene of the underwater world. The crowd is bustling. Lanxi's bright smile is blooming like a flower in the blue submarine channel. Ji Heng looks at her from a distance of several meters, with a clear and warm smile.

The technique is good, but the shooting is very beautiful.

Mu Yanchen narrowed his cold eyes, buttoned the photo, thought about it and helped it up again. His slender fingers opened the drawer below with cold elegance and threw it in!

Over the past few years, her ability to hook up with people has improved a lot.

Just as he was about to close the drawer, he saw a delicate small box in the cabinet, which was placed in the corner, covered by a pile of postcards. He reached over and took out the box with his long finger. He could clearly see the dust on it, as if it had been kept for a long time.

Open the box, and sure enough, the contents are the same as he expected.

After several years of carving, the chain is still bright and bright, the full heart-shaped curve is perfect and elegant, even the engraved words are so meaningful, but its owner abandoned it in such a corner for many years.

Mu Yanchen's face is completely white.

No wonder she was so nervous that she didn't let him flip.

- "if I say throw it away, will you beat me up here?"

This is no different from throwing it away.

The sound of the water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

After a few rustling sounds inside, the door opened, and a hot steam was released, which attracted people's desire for crime. Lanxi's hair was not completely dried, and some scattered on his shoulder and back.

Her water eyes looked at mu Yanchen and said, "I'm going to change clothes. Wait for me. I'll go to work immediately."She just thought very clearly. Although she didn't know how mu Yanchen knew that she was with Qiao Qiyang in the police station, she knew that mu Yanchen would never have time to spend with her in the early morning. His time was more expensive than money.

"What is this?" A cold voice came.

Lan Xi suddenly stopped.

Across a wall, she didn't know what he was saying. After a long hesitation, she finally decided to go out and have a look. From a distance, she saw him holding a piece of thin thing in his hand, and his eyes were cold as ice.

She was a little scared and didn't dare to pass.

Mu Yanchen's upright figure stood straight, cold eyes looked at the past, and laughed coldly: "are you prepared for me?"

Against the light from the balcony, Lan Xi can see clearly what he pinched.

Her face instantly burst red, was excited to tremble slightly, nearly fainted!!

Damn it, what he held in his hand was an unopened Durex!!

Lan Xi knew that the last time her roommates came here to play for the night, when she left, God secretly said that she would give her a gift, so that she would not be "safe" when she got angry with senior students. She thought they were joking at that time, but did not expect that they would dare to put this in her room!

Lanxi's face was so red that he was about to bleed. He was so angry that he didn't know what to do. He argued: "this is not mine. It's my friend who wants to fix me. I didn't expect I've never used it myself! "

What the hell is the knot in her tongue?!! Why even explanation seems like sophistry!

Mu Yanchen's eyes became colder and colder. He threw the thin piece of things under his feet and stepped towards her. Lanxi read a trace of danger from his eyes. She subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but suddenly he caught her wrist. She frowned and tried to break free, but she had fallen into his tight embrace!

After bathing, the rose fragrance pours into the nose.

She really likes rose scented shower gel. She has been using it for so many years.

What about the man? Can you hold it in your heart for many years?

A cold light was hidden in her deep eyes. The sharp knife would like to tear off her thin silky nightdress completely. Mu Yanchen's thin lips were close to her ear: "how, you can't use this when you do it with other men?"

That cold question made Lan Xi tremble, like the fangs of wild animals against her neck. She would be torn and eaten by him for a moment if she did not escape.

"Mu Yanchen is not like this..." Lan River painful frown, twist small face to want to struggle to get rid of.

Mu Yanchen sneered, clasped her bright wrist and pulled her out of her arms and threw her on the soft and thick sofa beside her! "Bang!" A muffled sound accompanied by Lan Xi's short low cry, she was full of pure and enchanting intertwined bloom on the light brown sofa, beautiful to attract people's soul.

Mu Yanchen's pace is cold and cold to spin, the devil of hell is like to untie the delicate tie while indifferently ordering: "lie down in the past."

Get down there?!

Lanxi, who had been thrown into a daze, got up with her eyes wide open. She didn't know what the posture he wanted, but she couldn't listen to him with his extremely dangerous tone!

His hands are full of wet and greasy water stains splashed from his hair. Lanxi wants to run, but he grabs his upper arm and turns her over. Lanxi lies on the back of the sofa with a painful murmur and kneels on the sofa. When he wants to support his body, the hot male body behind him has been pressed down and firmly sticks to her.

"Have you tried this position?" His hot breath covered her, almost drowned her, cold voice command: "lie tight legs separate."

Lanxi's slender and weak arms had no choice but to press against the back of the sofa. With her wild heartbeat and rapid and hot breath, she could not stand it. When his palm reaches down to separate her legs as far as possible and presses her waist against the sofa to prevent her from closing, Lanxi sobs with pain!

"Where do you usually do it when you bring a man back? here? Or your room? " Mu Yanchen's eyes are full of Sen Leng's lust. He can't control his action, but he still maintains a stable tone and asks cruel words.

"You bastard Lan Xi couldn't help sobbing and cried to him, "I didn't have I don't have muyanchen at all! "

Mu Yanchen sneers. He hugs her with one hand and rubs the sensitive points of her body. With the other hand, he unties his shackles and reaches down to grasp her fragile bottom and trousers. One of them tears open in her scream and touches her Softness directly and gently.

"Even if you don't..." He continued with a sneer and bit her ear fiercely, "but you are more likely to provoke you than anyone else!"

Lan Xi was in pain and cried again. He broke down quickly. The crystal clear tears didn't know that they were scared or uncomfortable, and they began to twinkle in their eyes.

"Tell me where he touched you? Have you touched it here? okay? Tell me... ".

Lan Xi was so numb that he looked up, closed his eyes, and trembled with tears in his eyes."Mu Yanchen, you devil..." She cried, her green fingers clasped on the sofa, trembling and about to pinch into it.

I don't know if it's because of her posture that she's so tight that she's shivering, and her back is running through the deadly relief. One wave after another, his palm clasps her waist and presses her down, swallowing and swallowing herself. She can't resist at all. She's tense, sobbing and uncontrollable spasm. She's convulsed!

Mu Yan Chen hums, sucks her neck hard, and resists the desire to burst out in an instant.

Before she could relax from the lingering charm of high tide, he had begun to move.

This love, like the blend of almost insolent, more like the cruel punishment to her!

She gently kisses her neck, and the sensitive skin of her shoulder and back. The most open posture makes possession effortless and does not block her lips. She is willing to listen to her unbearable sobbing.

"Don't..." Lanxi cried and begged, "muyanchen, don't be so deep..."

It felt as if it was going to be completely punctured, slightly painful, with a trace of horror.