C13 Who Are You Trying to Seduce with Your Clothes like This

"Dressed up like this, who are you seducing? Chu Lenghan? " The corner of Moh Feicheng's mouth curled up as he looked at Su Xiaomian, who was dressed meticulously in front of him.

"I, I..." Before Su Xiaomian could finish, Moh Feicheng pulled her into the room.

"Let go. What do you want to do again?" Su Xiaomian was angry and embarrassed. She did not understand how she had provoked him. He wanted to use this method again and again to humiliate her.

Moh Feicheng looked at her and laughed sinisterly. He took off his tie and tied Su Xiaomian's hands, which were resisting, up.

Unlike his previous barbarism and urgency, Moh Feicheng had a rare patience. He slowly took off Su Xiaomian's dress and did not panic at all.

It was as if he was playing with prey that had fallen into a well. This made Su Xiaomian very uncomfortable.

"Moh Feicheng, why won't you let me go?" Su Xiaomian couldn't help but ask.

Why? Because of you, I didn't lift my hand for five years! Now I want it all back!

Moh Feicheng was shouting in his heart, but what he said was cold words, "I'm happy!"

"You are extremely savage!" Su Xiaomian's face was red with anger. Her brows were also knitted into a cloud that could not be untied, and her eyes were also covered with a thin layer of mist.

Moh Feicheng's heart suddenly trembled. His hand movements also froze, but it only lasted for a moment.

The scene of Su Xiaomian being held by Chu Lenghan under her body actually automatically entered Moh Feicheng's mind. Moh Feicheng's eyes tightened and revealed a cold look. Su Xiaomian, this is all because you owe me!

Moh Feicheng did not say anything and just continued to move his hands, as if Su Xiaomian was just a medicinal herb that he had found to treat himself.

He untied his shoulder belt and a luxurious gown slid down Su Xiaomian's smooth body onto the ground.

Her delicate and fair skin could be broken by a blow. Her graceful figure was delicate and boneless.

When she thought of such a beautiful woman, a filthy soul was hidden in her heart. All of this had changed in Moh Feicheng's eyes. He couldn't stir up any waves in his heart. It only made Moh Feicheng feel more excited somewhere in his body.

The memories in his body were always more frank than the memories in his brain.

Moh Feicheng gently unbutton the buttons on Su Xiaomian's undergarments, and his deep eyes revealed a trace of cold surprise. His body had remembered Su Xiaomian for five years. But this was the first time he carefully looked at the body in front of him.

A tear rolled down from the corner of her eyes. Su Xiaomian stubbornly looked up at Moh Feicheng, this unfamiliar man. His handsome face and cold eyes emitted a cold light that made Su Xiaomian nervous.

Moh Feicheng's hand moved down Su Xiaomian's body and suddenly took off the only lace underwear left on her body.

He picked Su Xiaomian up from the waist and walked towards the bedroom in the suite.

"Bang, bang, bang."

At this moment, an untimely knocking sound came in.

Moh Feicheng furrowed his brows. Who was so blind as to spoil his good business?

"Who is it!"

"Mr. Moh, our young master's birthday banquet is about to begin. Please take your seat as soon as possible!"

Chu Lenghan sent someone to urge him.

Su Xiaomian's face showed a trace of expectation. Perhaps Moh Feicheng would let her go because of Chu Lenghan.

However, Moh Feicheng's next answer disappointed Su Xiaomian completely.

"Go back and tell your young master that I will not go down! Don't come and call me again!"

Moh Feicheng deliberately looked at Su Xiaomian in his arms. His cold eyes made Su Xiaomian's anticipation shatter!

The footsteps of the people outside the door made Su Xiaomian despair. When she thought about how she was going to be taken by this powerful man in a while, her heart was filled with despair.

Su Xiaomian was violently thrown onto the bed by Moh Feicheng. She could only watch helplessly as Moh Feicheng in front of her took off his clothes one by one, revealing his strong muscles.

Wheat tendons, a tall and straight figure, coupled with that handsome face... If it wasn't for this abnormal and cold personality, Su Xiaomian wouldn't have hated him so much...

Thinking of this, Su Xiaomian closed her eyes in despair. At that moment, Moh Feicheng attacked...