The man frowned vigorously, but he stretched slightly when he touched her red and bloody face. He lowered his eyes and admired the embarrassed and fearful look of the girl in his arms. The corners of his mouth were cold and evil, "Do you can't stand it anymore and you're about to faint?"

Mo Xinnian was stunned for a while, and the blood in her body solidified in an instant. The restless big hand covering her chest made her unable to move like a fixed technique, "You, you...you can let go quickly..."

As she said that, she bit her tongue nervously, frowned in pain, and glared at him angrily, "Believe it or not, I'll ask my dad to beat you!"

"Your dad?" Lu Zihan smiled softly, and a sharp curve was raised on the corner of his mouth. His thin lips pressed against her ears, and his low voice was filled with extreme coldness that invaded his bone marrow. "The most powerful person in your family is not your dad, right?"

Her tongue was knotted, "I, my second uncle..."

Second uncle.

Is the famous Monanjue?

"If you think I bullied you, call them," Lu Zihan's hand covering her chest raised, grabbed her sharp chin, and a dark light appeared in his deep eyes. He smiled coldly, "I will wait until I kill me."

Realizing that his hand had been removed, Mo Xinnian's breathing became much smoother. She raised her face and looked at him dissatisfiedly, "What are you talking about? My dad and the others won't kill anyone!"

He smiled contemptuously, "Can't kill anyone?"

She said confidently, "Of course not!"

Is that true?

The flowers I have cared for in the greenhouse since I was a child have never touched the slightest bloody storm.

Too beautiful and too bright - in a very strong contrast with the poisonous weeds grown in dark and terrifying environments.

It makes people...can't help but want to break her hard, hold it in her palm and ravage it hard, completely destroying it.

Lu Zihan stared at her blushing cheeks for a few seconds, and suddenly stood up straight, and his hands firmly shackled her waist also released.

He turned around and walked towards the kitchen, but the girl behind him grabbed his wrist and said, "Hey!"

"I remember I told you my name?"

"You don't know I'm calling you!"

The girl's fine white and smooth fingers pinched his wrist, causing the heat that the man finally pressed down to rise again. He frowned, looked back at her with an unhappy look, "Mo Xinnian, do you still want to come?"

Hearing this sentence, Mo Xinnian felt that his chest had just been touched suddenly tightened.

She hurriedly protected her chest with both hands, stepped back, and glared at him angrily, "Dare you!"

Lu Zihan held up the corners of his mouth frivolously and said lightly, "Wash your hands and drink porridge."

She was so angry that she was intimidated by him and bit her lip, "Don't drink the porridge I cooked!"

The man raised his eyebrows calmly, "Then I poured the porridge you cooked, I'll cook the porridge again, you're waiting for the rain to stop in the toilet," he said, pushing open the sliding door of the kitchen, looking at her with a faint look, "You choose yourself, I won't force you."

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There was still a storm outside the window.

The huge dining table is in a cool tone, just like this apartment, either gray or black everywhere, making people feel a cold atmosphere for no reason.

Mo Xinnian sat obediently in front of the dining table, lowered her head and concentrated on drinking porridge. Maybe she was hungry, she drank very quickly, and her cheeks were slightly bulging due to the hotness.
Chapter completed!