Why are things always so bloody?
That scene is always seen by people who shouldn't see it.
Yan Xiaomo felt exhausted both mentally and physically.
But this is fine.
Using another man to stimulate Zhou Yu shows how much Zhou Yu cares about her.
If he really didn't care, Zhou Yu wouldn't hit Jiang Xingchen now.
After making up his mind, Yan Xiaomo quickly stepped forward to stop Zhou Yu to prevent Zhou Yu from hitting Jiang Xingchen again.
There are good and bad aspects to this method.
The good thing is that it can be seen that Zhou Yu cares about her, but the bad thing is that Zhou Yu will definitely punish her severely.
Therefore, she would never use such extreme methods to stimulate Zhou Yu unless absolutely necessary.
After all, hurting others hurts yourself.
But now that things have developed to this point, she can only go along with the trend.
"Brother, stop fighting" Yan Xiaomo shook her head and hugged Zhou Yu.
Jiang Xingchen was half lying on the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled casually: "So Xiaomo is your sister.
Don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for Xiaomo."
It's okay if Jiang Xingchen didn't say this.
As soon as he said this, Zhou Yu became even more angry and said harshly: "No need."
After saying that, Zhou Yu took Yan Xiaomo's hand and turned around and left in a stride.
He felt like he was going crazy.
"Brother, slow down, I can't keep up."
Yan Xiaomo felt like she was being carried along by Zhou Yu.
She stumbled and almost fell down along the way.
She hadn't even had time to change out of her clothes, and she still had a pair of high heels on her feet.
When running in high heels, her toes suffered particularly hard.
But Zhou Yu didn't listen to him at all and pulled her forward.
For Zhou Yu, it was walking, but for Yan Xiaomo, it was running.
Zhou Yu's car parked outside the school.
He opened the door at the back and pushed Yan Xiaomo down.
He closed the door and lay on Yan Xiaomo's body.
There was a unique smell from Zhou Yu in the car.
The smell was very fragrant, and Yan Xiaomo liked it quite a lot.
Before she could say anything, Zhou Yu had already blocked her lips.
His kiss was so domineering and intense, he kissed every corner of her mouth.
It seemed that he wanted to cleanse the smell Jiang Xingchen left on it.
Yan Xiaomo knew that what happened next would be out of control, so she struggled a few times before holding on, and instead catered to Zhou Yu.
"Why didn't I tell you to go on stage and perform?"
Zhou Yu's voice sounded and his movements paused, as if he was getting ready to go.
Yan Xiaomo's hand was holding the chair, and Zhou Yu was still asking these questions at this time.
"Brother, I didn't care about this before."
Because Zhou Yu didn't care, she didn't even bother to say that if Zhou Yu was coming, she wouldn't want to perform on stage.
"ah" Yan Xiaomo groaned, it hurt, it really hurt.
She didn't want to say anything about the pain, she just wanted to catch her breath.
Zhou Yu was actually so rude.
"These are all excuses.
You like that Jiang Xingchen, right?"
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Zhou Yu hugged the woman and she sat on his lap.
"No, don't" Yan Xiaomo felt too deep and seemed to have reached the bottom, but Zhou Yu hadn't completely gone in yet, it seemed that he was only halfway in.
Zhou Yu put his big palm on Yan Xiaomo's waist and pushed her hard in front of him.
He held the woman in his arms tightly with both hands and let out a low groan.
"You belong to me, no one can take you away from me, no one can."
Zhou Yu kept saying this, and it seemed that he was saying it to Yan Xiaomo, but Yan Xiaomo felt that Zhou Yu was saying it to him.
Yan Xiaomo was still completely at the mercy of Zhou Yu, and she was unable to resist. oshow7: