Misplaced Love,Never Turn Back

"This dress is not for a vulgar woman like you. Take it off immediately!"

Mu Xiaona was surprised, but then pretended to be a pair of not quite understand the appearance and said: "this dress is clearly mine, why should I take off."

"Well, you deserve my clothes, too? Take it off Ling an Jun's eyes are murderous and his fingers are locked unconsciously.

Looking at her face, Mu Xiaoyan's sad and dull expression will appear in front of her.

He wanted to crush her throat, just like he wanted to crush his heart which was grieved by Mu Xiaoyan's expression.

"Take it off at once!" Ling an Jun sent a cold voice out of the gap between his teeth.

Mu Xiaona was angry and angry, but she was helpless. She had already got on Ling Anjun's car, so she had to slowly take off Mu Xiaoyan's dress and put on Ling Anjun's men's clothes.

"Get out of the car!" Ling an Jun looks at the dress in the hand, the cold voice roars to Mu Xiaona.

Mu Xiaona looked at her wide and inappropriate clothes. When she got out of the car, how would she go back?

Seeing that she didn't mean to get off the bus, Ling an Jun opened the car door, pulled her arm and dragged her from her car: "get out of here!"

After getting on the car again, he stepped down the gas pedal and left.

Mu Xiaona looked at her poor clothes, angry and angry, and stamped her feet in the spot.

Late at night in the street, the brilliant lights are very lively.

But mu Xiaoyan, standing by the window, feels extremely desolate.

Suddenly a sapphire blue sports car slowly stopped in front of the door, Mu Xiaoyan a hi, that car is Ling an Jun's car.

She was about to open the door to Ling an Jun, but she saw a woman coming down from the car, holding the drunken Ling Anjun up the stairs slowly.

That woman saw Bai Zong and Bai Xinlu today.

In an instant, Mu Xiaoyan's feet were as heavy as lead. She could only walk to her own door and could not move any more.

She saw the door slowly open from the crack of the door. Bai Xinlu was holding Ling an Jun. they looked very close and entered Ling an Jun's room incessantly.

Curiosity is like the claws of a little milk cat, scratching Mu Xiaoyan's heart, making her unable to stand in front of her room. So she finally stood in front of Ling an Jun's house.

Through a crack in the door, through the moonlight like water, Mu Xiaoyan sees Bai Xinlu sitting on Ling an Jun's body, and her slender white hands touch Ling an Jun's cold cheek.

Ling an Jun a pair of blurred drunken eyes, shallow smile, looking at Bai Xinlu, a thin lip, with evil spirit of smile, to meet Bai Xinlu's red lips.

When the lips interweave and entangle, the tongue and tongue lure and confuse each other. Desire. Hope to swim between two people. Walk, ignite the heat in the whole room.

Mu Xiaoyan clenched her fist tightly, and her long and thin fingertips fell into the flesh. She bit her lower lip, and her apricot eyes were full of angry and mourning tears.

When Bai Xinlu takes off her clothes one by one, and her white and concave figure is exposed in front of Ling an Jun, Mu Xiaoyan's heart is broken beyond endurance.

She couldn't go on reading. If you look further, her heart may stop at any time.

Mu Xiaoyan turns to cover her face and runs out of the room in a hurry.

The heavy sound of closing the door makes Bai Xinlu surprised and hides in Ling an Jun's arms.

"Did anyone come in?" Bai Xinlu asked worried.

Ling an Jun's blurred eyes clearly reflect a little star color. The corner of his eyes with a smile just now, this moment is full of coldness.

He pushed aside the white heart dew, no feelings light said: "I am tired, you go back."

Bai Xinlu is stunned and believes that he is just joking with himself. Then she gently climbed on Ling'an Jun's shoulder, leaned on his back, gently stroked and touched his half naked chest.

"What's the matter? Worried about anyone? Don't you say it's safe at home? " White heart dew in his ear gently blowing gas, as if to extinguish the desire. Fire ignited.

Ling an Jun tired of breaking away from her, cold voice: "if you like here, I can go!"

Then he would get up.

Bai Xinlu saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so she stretched out her hand and grabbed him: "what's the matter? It was fine just now

Ling an Jun looked at her coldly: "you go or I go?"

He did not answer her question at all, which can be said to be totally ignored. It's like this one, she's been ignored, though she's around him.

Bai Xinlu stood up indignantly and roared, "I'll go!"

Then she dressed and left Ling an Jun's home without looking back.

Ling Anjun heard as like as two peas of a door, the sound of Mu Xiaoyan's voice when he was out.

Morning fog, Mu Xiaoyan looked at everything is hazy, slowly came out of the garage.She rubbed her heart and looked at the time on her watch.

At this point, he and that woman should no longer be at home, right?

She still had to go to work, but what if she ran into him and that woman again? What should I say?

She stood at the door and lingered for a long time. Finally, she turned the key and entered the house.

Ling an Jun was sitting on the sofa, as if waiting for her. There was a big box in front of him, which was brought by Mu Xiaoyan when she came.

There was no woman in the room.

Ling an Jun saw Mu Xiaoyan, without saying a word, carrying the box to her in front of: "I've packed up your things, I'll just say it once, and I'll leave here immediately."

Mu Xiaoyan did not speak and looked at him coldly.

Ling an Jun suddenly got angry and said in a loud voice, "when are you going to stay in my house? Yes? That's how you want to marry me

"Yes Mu Xiaoyan himself did not expect that he would be so no offline answer Ling Anjun.

Not only did Mu Xiaoyan not think of it, but also Ling Anjun.

If it had been in the past, Ling Anjun would have jumped up in joy and would have pushed aside everything for a whole day. He would have gone to apply for a marriage certificate with Mu Xiaoyan. But now, Ling an Jun inexplicably angry, anger burned all his reason.

He grabbed Mu Xiaoyan's arm and dragged her to the bedroom. He threw her heavily on the bed and pressed her to get up. He began to vent his anger and kiss her.

His kisses were like a summer shower, messy and angry. Each of them was like a flame, burning every inch of Mu Xiaoyan's skin and her bloody heart.

Mu Xiaoyan did not respond to him, just like a corpse, lying in a daze. But the tears in the corner of my eyes did not roll down slowly, and got wet by the pillow.

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