Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan thought he was dazzled for a while.

She closed her eyes and opened them again. Mo Chi Weixin's long and tall figure was still at the door.

Realizing that she was only wearing underwear, she hurriedly picked up her clothes to block her body, her eyes were alert and shameless, and she looked at a thorough man, "This is the women's locker room."

Why is he so thick-skinned, he came in swaggeringly, and he didn't mean to avoid suspicion at all.

Mo Chiwei's deep gaze fell on Tang Xinyan's slightly pale face, and seeing that her eye sockets were slightly red, and there were traces of tears, he wrinkled his beautiful sword eyebrows.

The thin lips were pressed into a straight line. Although he didn't say anything, his aura became obviously cold.

Tang Xinyan saw that he didn't say a word, her lips were sharp and indifferent, she twisted her eyebrows, "President Mo!"

Mo Chi Wei's deep eyes fixed on her intently, as if he could penetrate her soul, her scalp was numb when she was seen, "Mo Chi Wei!"

He moved, she thought he was going to leave, but unexpectedly, he walked towards her and approached step by step.

He was tall and straight, and the narrow space immediately became blocked and oppressed.

Tang Xinyan took a step back until her back touched the wall. She took a deep breath and forced herself to look at the dangerous and cold man in front of her. "Mr. Mo, although I promised you, but at this moment, we still Not a husband and wife, please respect me!"

As if he didn't hear her, Wei Mo Chi said coldly, "Is it because of him?"

Tang Xinyan naturally knew who Mo Chiwei said he was referring to.

She pressed her lips tightly and did not answer him.

Although Fu Sichen is very scumbag, the two have known each other since childhood and once liked each other. It is not uncomfortable for her to end the relationship in this way.

The result of her non-answer was that he pinched her jaw forcefully.

She took a breath of air in pain, raised her hand and patted his palm, "What are you doing, let go!"

Mo Chiwei clasped her slender waist with the other hand, her face was handsome but not warm, and her ink-colored pupils carried indifference and cruelty she had never seen before, "After marrying me, you are not allowed to be another man. Drop a tear!"

His domineering and arrogant tone made Tang Xinyan stunned.

Seeing she didn't say a word, he squinted his eyes and breathed coldly, "Remember? Your tears and everything about you can only belong to me!"

The light fell on him, noble and stern, like a high king.

Unconsciously make your legs soft, worship, surrender, or even fear...

Tang Xinyan opened her eyes filled with water vapor, as if shocked and deterred by his aura, she nodded a little, "I will not shed tears for Fu Sichen in the future." A man like Fu Sichen is not worth her going. Nostalgia for something, although it is very difficult to root him out of my heart in a short time, she will work hard.

Mo Chiwei was satisfied with Tang Xinyan's answer, and he handed her the bag he had said before, "Come out with your clothes."

The locker room door was pulled open, and then closed again.

After Tang Xinyan was left alone, she let out a long sigh of relief. In hindsight, although she would no longer shed tears for Fu Sichen, she did not belong to him, Mo Chiwei.

She belongs to her.

After adjusting her emotions, she opened the bag that Lieutenant Mo Chi gave her.

Inside is a set of black lace and silk underwear.

She suddenly realized that he was here to give her underwear.

I didn't expect him to be so careful as a big man.