Chapter 1139 This Kiss Is Like a Violent Storm

The moment their eyes met, Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but shudder.

She realized that Mo Yesi's eyes seemed to be covered with frost.

Even the midsummer weather could not dispel the coldness in his eyes.

Qiao Mianmian took another step forward, and when she looked at Mo Yesi's dark eyes that were still cold, she was more certain of her guess.

He was angry.

No matter how cold he was in front of others before, when facing her, he would put away all his sharpness and indifference.

When he looked at her, he was always gentle and doting.

Qiao Mianmian was also used to him like this.

When he suddenly faced her the same way as he faced others, she felt that something was wrong.

She was even a little scared.

As soon as she walked to Mo Yesi's side, the man grabbed her hand, and then led her into the Mo family hall without saying a word.

Qiao Mianmian knew that he was in a bad mood, and guessed why he was in a bad mood.

So she didn't struggle, and let him hold her hand and followed him obediently.

Many employees in the hall saw him and greeted him: "Hello, Mr. Mo."

Mo Yesi didn't even look at the others, and walked into the hall with Qiao Mianmian without saying a word, and pressed the button for the underground floor.

After entering the elevator, he didn't say anything.

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The pressure on him was so low that Qiao Mianmian didn't dare to speak.

Mo Yesi hadn't said a word to her since he met her, but he didn't let go of the hand holding her.

Soon, they arrived at the underground parking lot.

After getting out of the elevator, Mo Yesi still didn't say a word.

He didn't let go of her hand until he took Qiao Mianmian to the car and closed the door.

There was a faint fragrance in the car, just like the smell on his body, it was a very good smell.

In front of her was the handsome but cold face of the man, and her nose was filled with his scent. Qiao Mianmian felt the low pressure that continued to emanate from the man, and she felt very uncomfortable.

She was not used to the way Mo Yesi was now.

She didn't like him like this either.

This made her feel strange and a little scared.

He was no longer the man she was familiar with.

Facing his cold and deep eyes, Qiao Mianmian felt strange and couldn't help but move to the side.

She immediately felt that the pressure on the man next to her was even lower.

"Mo Yesi, you..."

Qiao Mianmian really couldn't stand this silence. She just opened her mouth to break the silence, but Mo Yesi reached out a hand and pulled her into his arms.

Qiao Mianmian raised her head in panic.

The slightly cold fingers pinched her jaw, and the moment she raised her head, the handsome face of the man pressed down.

This kiss was like a storm.

Qiao Mianmian was kissed and unable to resist.

Mo Yesi seemed to be venting something, kissing her deeply and hard.

After a while, Qiao Mianmian felt the tip of her tongue go numb.

Because of the too strong rubbing, her lips also felt a little hot and painful.

She frowned in pain and reached out to push Mo Yesi.

Mo Yesi seemed to come to his senses after being pushed by her. He opened his eyes and saw her face wrinkled in pain, and let her go while panting.

Qiao Mianmian's lips were broken, and when she reached out to wipe her lips, she cried out in pain again.

Mo Yesi looked at the corner of her lips that he had bitten, and a trace of self-blame appeared in his eyes, but when he thought of something, his eyes turned cold again.

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