Chapter 3085 Muning Extra (59)

Tang Nong was also very angry. He had never seen such an rude woman in his long life.

Yelling and yelling made him lose his image.

Tang Nong came to the roadside and got into a luxury car.

"solved?"

"solved."

The person in the car was Muslang.

"Fourth brother, I can do such small things myself, you don't need to supervise the work." Tang Nong sat next to Mu Silang, his aloof look replaced by a cheerful expression.

"I happen to be free tonight."

"This woman doesn't seem to be a good person."

"How to say?"

"I'm obsessed with Third Brother, and I won't let it go."

"Oh." Mu Silang looked away and intertwined his hands, "She doesn't deserve it."

Hearing this, Tang Nong was a little surprised. Mu Silang was known as a gentleman and polite, but he had never heard him say harsh words, especially to women.

"Fourth brother, you seem to have a prejudice against this woman."

"Have it?"

"Haha..." Tang Nong smiled awkwardly.

"Fourth brother, I remember that you and third brother both chased this woman together. Why now..." Why are you so hostile to people now? Is it because she chose the third child instead of him?

Muslang turned to look at him, "It's just a scene, does it make any difference who you choose?"

The eyes under the gold frames seemed to have a cold light, and Tang Nong couldn't help but shudder. He waved his hands quickly, "No difference, no difference. Anyway, your goal is to bring Old Seven back. Now that Old Seven is back, your goal has been achieved. ."

"Okay, I have something else to do. You can take a taxi back."

"Okay, okay."

With that said, Tang Nong quickly got out of the car.

"drive."

Tang Nonghou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in fear. The fourth brother was so scary. He didn't even need to say harsh words, just one look was enough for people to look at him.

The fourth brother was so prejudiced against that An Qianqian, obviously not because she didn't choose him in the first place, but because he felt that someone with the taste of the fourth brother would not look down on a frivolous woman like An Qianqian.

Tang Nong felt at first glance that An Qianqian was artificial and frivolous.

He believed that Mu San and Mu Si both felt the same way.

But he didn't know why he was looking for her in the first place.

When he arrived, Mu Silang drove him here, but now he had to take a taxi when he went back.

This is really killing the donkey.

Tang Nong sighed. The first level of officialdom is overwhelming.

**

The reason why the third child is so eager to break away from An Qianqian must be because of Yan Xuewei.

Musilang sat in the car expressionlessly. He took off his glasses and pinched his brows.

Why was he so eager to put aside the relationship?

Musilang's eyes became colder and colder.

"Go to the apartment."

"good."

The car immediately turned around and drove towards the apartment, where a woman lived.

Mu Silang closed his eyes to rest, but he was too agitated and couldn't calm down at all.

He sat up straight and put on his glasses again, the cold light in his eyes being hidden under the glasses.

He raised his watch and looked at it.

The car arrived at the apartment.

Before getting out of the car, Muslang said to the driver, "Pick me up tomorrow morning."

"yes."

Muslang brushed his face and passed the door control, and went directly to the top floor.

At this time, the woman in the apartment was happily making herself a sumptuous dinner - beef ramen.

She was still in the kitchen when Muslang came.

The woman opened the door and saw Mu Silang. She was stunned for a few seconds, then bent down and welcomed him in very respectfully.

"Mr. Mu, good evening."

"Um."

When Muslang walked in, the woman took out his slippers and put them on for him.

Muslang took off his coat, and the woman was tight

He hurriedly took it over.

Muslang sat down directly on the sofa.

"Didn't you eat?" he asked.

"Yeah." The woman stood in front of him cautiously.

Muslang looked at her. With her long hair, white sweater, and off-white gauze skirt, she looked more and more like her.

"I'll get my hair permed tomorrow."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yeah."

After saying that, Muslang began to unbuckle his belt and pull down his trousers.

"come over."

The woman lowered her head, walked over obediently, knelt in front of him, and looked at him piously.

Mu Silang took off his glasses, and without the obstruction of the glasses, his eyes were a bit evil.

"Which one do you want to eat?" Muslang asked.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, "Mr. Mu, I..."

Musilang stood up, approached her, and held her chin with his big hand.

The woman lowered her eyes, her face full of shyness and nervousness.

"You're a stranger and you don't know how to do it?"

The woman bit her lip and shook her head.

"Then eat this first, then eat."

The woman raised her eyes, uneasiness flashed in her eyes, but she still nodded firmly.

Muslang let go of her, and the woman walked forward, kneeling between his legs.

Musilan leaned back on the sofa with his hands on the sofa. He closed his eyes, and then he felt a warmth.

A familiar touch.

He closed his eyes, but Yan Xuewei's appearance appeared in his mind.

He sat up straight in an instant.

The woman was startled and looked at him confused.

Musilang stared at her expressionlessly, and the woman looked at him nervously until she was a little scared by his stare.

"Mr. Mu, did I...did I hurt you?" the woman asked cautiously.

"Go, turn off the lights, everything."

"good."

The woman stood up and turned off all the lights in the room.

At this time, there was only light from the moon in the room.

At this time, Mu Silang was awake, and the woman standing in front of him was not Yan Xuewei.

He needs to wake up, he can't do such dirty things to Yan Xuewei.

"Take off your clothes."

The woman didn't respond, but then she heard the rustling sound of taking off her clothes.

The clothes fell gently on the carpet, and the woman's figure was graceful and white.

"How is your father's illness?" Mushen asked.

The woman clasped her hands on her chest, "I had surgery and am recovering well. Thank you, Mr. Mu."

"Why do you want to thank me?"

"Without you, my father might be..."

"What you need is not to thank me, but to thank yourself."

"I..." The woman bit her lip tightly. She had nothing to thank and she had no ability.

If she hadn't met Mu Silang, her life would have been over long ago. Not only was she over, but her family was over as well.

Therefore, in this life, she will never be able to repay all the kindness she has given to Mu Silang.

"Mr. Mu, are you free tomorrow?"

"What?"

"I want to treat you to dinner, thank you for your help..."

"Make me breakfast."

"ah?"

"Just make me breakfast."

"good!"

The woman's voice was filled with gratitude.

"come over."

The woman came over as told.

Muslang pulled her hand, and the woman sat on him.

"Do you still know how to do it?" Mu Silang asked.

"Yes." The woman's voice was like a mosquito. She lowered her head and leaned on Muslang's shoulder.

"let's start."

"Um."

The woman raised her hand, gently touched his collar, and deftly unbuttoned his shirt one by one with her fingers.

A pair of slightly cold hands came to touch his chest gently.

When Mu Silang raised his head, the woman came over and kissed his neck gently with her soft lips.

"Um!"

The man groaned.

The change in his voice encouraged the woman.

The woman put her hands on his shoulders and changed her body position to straddle him.

"Mr. Mu, can you?" the woman asked softly in a hoarse voice.

"Um."

After getting permission, the woman dared to kiss him on the lips.

She bit his lips gently, like a fish pecking at something.

We haven't seen her for a long time, and the woman's movements are a little unfamiliar, but it doesn't matter, he has all night today.

The woman's movements were too gentle. After a while, Mu Silang lost his patience. He stood up directly and pressed the woman on the sofa.

Then he attacked.

Under the moonlight, the man took off his disguise. He was no longer the polite gentleman, but now he was a blood-devouring demon.

The woman couldn't help but scream.

His big hands pinched the back of the woman's neck, and he growled, "Scream out, scream out!"

"Ah...slow down...Mr. Mu..."

Muslang suddenly stopped. He held the woman's chin with his big hand and twisted it hard to make her look at him.

"Open your eyes and look at me."

The woman opened her eyes timidly.

"Call it out."

"I……"

"Snapped!"

A hard slap hit her, and the woman screamed.

"Yes, that's it, scream!"

"Bah bang bang!"

"no, do not want……"

The woman screamed and cried.

The evil spirit in Mu Silang's heart was slowly venting.

She is destined to have no sleep tonight, and this woman is destined to bear all the impacts tonight.

Yan Xuewei is the eternal pain in his heart.

He can't give her anything in this life, all he can do is protect her.

Why An Qianqian chose Musilang in the first place was not because Musilang had no intentions at all.

He had no interest in facing that kind of woman.

And at that time, he had his mind set on breaking up Yan Xuewei and Mu Sishen. Even though he knew that Mu Sishen's scandals were false, Yan Xuewei didn't know.

Now, the relationship between Yan Xuewei and Mu Sishen has indeed reached a freezing point.

The two of them were about to end, but for some reason, when he saw Yan Xuewei's painful look, he couldn't be happy.

This is not the result he wants.

The moment Yan Xuewei cried and called him fourth brother, he knew that he had done something wrong.

No matter what he did, he could not hurt Yan Xuewei.

In this impossible secret love, Mu Silang put away his desires. He forced himself to have only brother-sister feelings for Yan Xuewei and nothing else.

However, when he dreamed back at midnight, he could not forget her.

Yan Xuewei is the eternal regret in his heart and the nightmare that will never go away.

"Ah! Mr. Mu, I... hurt..." The woman's cry brought back his sense.

His big hands pinched the woman's slender waist, as if he was about to break her.

"Mr. Mu, I..."

"Take it." Musilang's voice was emotionless.

All his tenderness was given to Yan Xuewei.

Tears fell one by one, the woman bit her lip tightly and held on to the sofa with both hands.

She gritted her teeth and endured the man's torture.

This is what she should pay. Mr. Mu doesn't like what she has.

The only thing she could do was make him happy.

PS, my update volume, a young reader said, is comparable to the donkeys of the production team~~Haha, I soaked my feet and went to bed. I hope my cold will be better tomorrow~~Good night~~