C5 Let Go of Me Disgusting

Meng Xiwei coldly looked at the bulging veins on Jin Huang'ao's neck. She just calmly pursed her lips and said, "So it turns out that strength can also get angry. Indeed, I cannot wait to have this kind of physical contact with Chief Jin."

Her tone was full of contempt and disdain.

Jin Huang'ao turned his head and his teeth trembled slightly. Immediately, he used force to pull Meng Xiwei closer. The tip of his nose was directly pointed at the tip of his nose.

"Meng Xiwei, have you ever thought about the consequences?! Don't even think about whether you can bear it or not!"

"Let me tell you, how could I make you wish you were dead? I can still do it now! I can even make you feel more pain! "Every word was as cold as an ice blade.

"Jin Huang'ao! Other than slandering and framing others, what else can you do!? You despicable villain! " Meng Xiwei could not suppress her emotions and every word trembled. The scene from three years ago was repeated. A large amount of dirty blood was like a swamp that was about to suffocate her!

"Okay, then I will let you know what else I can do!" Without giving any explanation, Jin Huang'ao directly dragged Meng Xiwei into a garden nearby.

"Ah!" Before Meng Xiwei could react, she only felt a burning pain on her thigh, followed by a cold wind whistling.

Jin Huang'ao proudly raised the Swiss Army Blade in his hand and looked at Meng Xiwei who had her skirt cut off.

Suddenly, he leaned forward.

Meng Xiwei only felt a bone-piercing cold.

Jin Huang'ao's two large hands, which were covered with blue veins, groped Meng Xiwei's body. His movements were rough.

Gradually, Meng Xiwei realized that she actually found it hard to resist. Her hands frantically scratched, trying to push away Proud Sovereign Jin's body.

However, how could her strength be compared to this strong man?

"Sssss!" A sound.

Following which, Meng Xiwei only felt a chill on her shoulders.

Her top had already been roughly peeled off by Emperor Jin Ao. She was violently pushed against the wall by Emperor Jin Ao. Her extremely thin but cold lips exhaled a fragrance that almost made her intoxicated.

The closer she got, the more Meng Xiwei wanted to resist, "Let go of me, disgusting!"

However, with her little strength, it was impossible for her to be Jin Huang'ao's enemy. She could only gradually close her eyes.

After a long time... The violence in her imagination did not come. The two big hands on Meng Xiwei's body also withdrew.

She opened her eyes and Jin Huang'ao had already taken a step back. He held the phone and pressed it beside his ear.

The coldness and coldness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by sweetness and gentleness.

That was such tenderness. Meng Xiwei's heart was in a trance. Three years ago, didn't this man also treat her with this kind of gentleness? Even though that was an act, a false gentleness. But when I didn't know, what kind of warmth was that?

"Hey, Mengmeng. Okay, I'll be back soon." His warm and comfortable smile curled up on his lips.

Jin Huang'ao turned off his phone and returned to his arrogant and disgusted look.

He did not come over again. He just looked at her coldly from two steps away.

"Wow, you're really passionate. You already have a fiancee, yet you still want to take back your ex-wife's body. Proud Emperor Jin, don't you feel ashamed at all? " Meng Xiwei said coldly. Three years of training had already given her the ability to hide her true emotions.

"Oh, Jin Huang'ao, what are you doing?" Meng Xiwei shouted. The moment she spoke, Jin Huang'ao had already crossed the distance of two steps.