The CEO's favorite: don't run away from your sweet wife

"Young Master Jing, don't hit me any more. You'll die if you hit me again. Please forgive me. I didn't know this lady was your woman."

Enduring the severe pain, Wang Yicheng humbly begged for mercy.

Jing Mochen's eyes were burning with bloodlust, and he said viciously, "Get lost!"

Wang Yicheng rushed out as if he had received an amnesty, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

When he ran out, several strong and tall men guarding outside immediately grabbed him.

After a while, there was a painful wail from the corner of the aisle.

When Jing Mochen looked at the shivering woman who wrapped himself in a quilt, his eyes felt distressed.

He turned around and closed the door of the room before sitting down on the edge of the bed, hugging the tearful woman with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"Sorry, I am late."

Yang Yuxi's tears fell even more fiercely, and she suddenly bit Jing Mochen's shoulder forcefully, venting the hatred in her heart.

"I hate you, I hate you, why do you treat me like this, what did I do wrong, you want to calculate me like this."

Hot tears dripped down on Jing Mochen's neck, but it was as if they were branded on his heart, with a sharp pain.

Jing Mochen wiped away the tears on her face with the back of his hand, and apologized kindly.

"Yes, it's all my fault. It's because I didn't protect you well that this happened to you."

Seeing the palm print on her cheek and the blood at the corner of her mouth, he was so distressed that he almost went crazy.

Who dares to plot against his wife behind his back.

"Yuxi, tell me, what happened? How did you come here?"

Yang Yuxi refused to answer any more, the medicine's properties had been brought into full play in her body, and the consciousness maintained by the pain of biting her tongue was gradually swallowed up.

The subconscious mind of her body knew that the environment she was in was safe now, and she could no longer resist the hot tide in her blood.

She eagerly tore off the quilt, and said in a crying voice, "Jing Mochen, I'm feeling really sick, please help me."

After the words were finished, her soft and boneless body had already wrapped around Jing Mochen, rubbing against his hard chest, and her dexterous lilac tongue passionately licked the man's cold lips.

There was a bang in Jing Mochen's brain, and the strings of reason were completely broken.

The tip of the nose is Yang Yuxi's fresh and soft fragrance. The woman she loves is tightly wrapped around him, no longer with thorns like usual, but warm and soft, so eager to compose a song of love with him .

The man who couldn't hold back his strong love followed her wishes, gently pressed her down on the bed, sucked her sweet lips anti-climate, and fell into the ocean of extreme pleasure she brought him.

Expensive handmade suits were thrown messily on the floor.

The lean and strong man and the soft and watery woman were sweating profusely, releasing the love in their hearts to their heart's content.

The heat wave was rolling, and Yang Yuxi couldn't control it anymore because of the painful and happy feeling, and cried out.

The passionate woman entangled Jing Mochen even more closely, and enthusiastically endured the satisfaction he brought her.

The snow-white skin is set off by one after another pink roses, making it even more alluring.

Jing Mochen also seemed to be tireless, over and over again.

I don't know how long it took before Yang Yuxi screamed tremblingly, and the sharp nails drew two marks on his back, and everything calmed down.

The passion faded, Yang Yuxi's long hair was drenched with sweat, and he fell asleep tiredly.

There was a slight distress in Jing Mochen's eyes, and he hugged her whole in his arms, his slender fingers gently stroked her face, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his deep eyes.

He will definitely find out about this matter, who dares to bully her, he will make those people pay a heavy price.

Yang Yuxi, who was asleep, didn't know what he dreamed of. His body was shaking violently, and he said in a crying voice, "Go away, don't touch me, help me."

Her fingers were cold, and tears were streaming down her face.

Jing Mochen patted her on the back pityingly, and coaxed softly in her ear, "Yuxi, it's okay, no one can bully you."

He coaxed patiently over and over again, holding her tightly in his arms.

Finally, Yang Yuxi gradually stopped crying, turned around, curled up into a ball and hid in Jing Mochen's arms.

It seemed that this could make her less afraid.

A sour feeling welled up in Jing Mochen's heart, he was so manic that he wanted to kill someone.

He wished he could hold the treasure in his hands and pamper and protect it, but to be treated so cheaply by others, those people were really tired of their jobs.

He lovingly kissed Yang Yuxi on the cheek, took the mobile phone next to the pillow, and dialed the number of his special assistant Shi Mingfeng.

The deep voice suppressed the bloodthirsty murderous intent, "Go and find out what happened to Yang Yuxi on the set today.

Who did she contact and where did she go after that? Find out as quickly as possible, and don't miss any news. "

Shi Mingfeng, who was going to the hotel with the beautiful woman, was already ready to go. He got down from the hot beauty with a bitter face, threw a wad of money and left amidst the beauty's cursing.

In the hotel, even if Yang Yuxi fell asleep, she still couldn't sleep well, and woke up two hours later.

She broke free from Jing Mochen's arms, hugged the quilt and sat up, her eyes were red and swollen, her tongue was burning and painful, and her mood was even more sleepy. Jing Mochen couldn't help but feel his scalp numb just looking at her deep eyes. .

"Are you awake? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

When Jing Mochen asked this, the tips of his ears blushed unconsciously.

Thinking of the scene where he and her had a passionate romp not long ago, because he was too forgetful, he couldn't help but increase his strength.

Yang Yuxi shook his head, and said seriously, "Thank you for saving me from that disgusting man, so that I was not defiled."

"Can you tell me what happened? Why are you in the hotel?"

Jing Mochen asked with worry in his eyes.

It didn't matter what he asked, Yang Yuxi's face was suddenly as cold as ice, and there was an insurmountable gap between him and her.

There was strong hatred in her eyes, she ignored Jing Mochen, and got out of bed under the sheet.

The burning pain between her legs made her almost unsteady, but Jing Mochen hugged her quickly, "Is it very painful there?"

A look of embarrassment flooded Yang Yuxi's face, he pushed Jing Mochen away ungratefully, endured the pain, walked carefully into the bathroom, and closed the door.

The warm water sprayed on her body and wet her hair. She couldn't control the pain in her heart any longer, and she cried depressively.

She didn't understand why Yang Rongtao could be so cruel.

It's not enough to drive her and her mother out of the house, but now she is going to drug her and give her to an old, ugly and fat man as a plaything.