C8 What Are You Going to Do Now

When they arrived at the event venue, Lan Yinyin changed her crafty face and walked up to the stage with a smile. There were ear-splitting screams and shouts below the stage.

Su Xiaomian stood at the backstage door and looked up at Lan Yinyin who seemed to have changed into another person.

"Su Xiaomian!" Suddenly, a powerful voice disturbed her.

Su Xiaomian turned around and Chu Lenghan walked over with a surprised look.

Su Xiaomian frowned slightly and stepped back. Lan Yinyin was watching on the stage and she did not want to get too close to him. At that time, Lan Yinyin would not know how to cause trouble for her...

"I remember correctly. Your name is Su Xiaomian, right?" Chu Lenghan pressed forward step by step. The corner of his mouth curled up and an evil smile was attached to his handsome face.

Su Xiaomian's heart tightened. Of course I'm called Su Xiaomian. You stole my first time, and now you don't even remember my name? Thinking of this, she could not help but feel a chill in her heart mixed with anger.

"What do you want to do?" Su Xiaomian stubbornly raised her delicate face and looked at the tall and light captive Chu Lenghan. Her heart was slightly cold. Why did Lo have such a father?

"Oh, anxious?"

Chu Lenghan approached Su Xiaomian and forced Su Xiaomian to the corner. His strong arms tightly held Su Xiaomian under his body.

"One million. You will accompany me for the night. How about it?"

Chu Lenghan looked at the delicate and cute little girl in his arms devilishly. His body was slightly hot and his breathing became rapid.

Su Xiaomian's eyes narrowed. One million. Another one million!

Just as Su Xiaomian reacted, a pair of warm lips pressed against her, and she was caught off guard.

The scene below the stage did not escape Moh Feicheng's sharp eyes. Today's event was held by his company. When he saw Su Xiaomian appear here, when he saw that she was entangled with Chu Lenghan, Moh Feicheng's cold face was covered with a layer of coldness.

"Su Xiaomian!"

Suddenly, a sharp female voice almost pierced Su Xiaomian's eardrums.

Su Xiaomian shivered and forcefully pushed Chu Lenghan away from her body. She wiped her lips.

Lan Yinyin did not know when she finished her activity and ran over. Her face was ashen as she stared at Su Xiaomian.

"Lan Yinyin, you came at the wrong time!" Chu Lenghan frowned unhappily and looked at her with a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

"Chu, Young Master Chu, you, she..." Lan Yinyin's tongue was like a rope and she could not say a complete sentence.

Su Xiaomian took advantage of the opportunity to escape from under Chu Lenghan's body. She carried a large pile of expensive dresses and escaped backstage.

Just as she walked out of the backstage, Su Xiaomian was forcefully dragged to a lounge by someone.

Su Xiaomian still had a large pile of expensive dresses in her hands. Who was the one who wanted to snatch the dress in her arms?

Bang!

The door behind her was heavily closed and Su Xiaomian quickly turned her head.

Moh Feicheng's perfect handsome face was reflected in Su Xiaomian's eyes. His cold eyes occasionally revealed a bone-piercing coldness. He had a sharp chin, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. He looked down on Su Xiaomian from all directions.

"You, what are you going to do now? " Su Xiaomian thought of the scene in the car last night and could not help but feel a wave of fear in her heart. Why did she meet this perverted maniac again?

"What is it? I am still going to f * ck you!" Moh Feicheng looked at the exquisite Su Xiaomian in front of him with a mocking expression.

It had been five years, and Su Xiaomian's young and tender face had become more mature and charming, causing Moh Feicheng's heart to inexplicably have a trace of pity.

"Outside, Chu Lenghan," Su Xiaomian said without thinking. She thought that if there was someone outside, Moh Feicheng would not dare to be so impudent, right?

Chu Lenghan?

The pain in Moh Feicheng's heart disappeared in an instant. This shameless woman. He did not forget what these two had done backstage just now! Layers of coldness spread all over Moh Feicheng's body.

Moh Feicheng suddenly pushed Su Xiaomian onto the sofa and pressed his body heavily on Su Xiaomian's body.

Su Xiaomian struggled, but this kind of struggle only got Moh Feicheng to rob her more recklessly.

Her strength was too small, and Su Xiaomian could not resist under Moh Feicheng's body.

Moh Feicheng looked coldly at Su Xiaomian below him. Her exquisite facial features, palm size, and fair face were as charming as before.

Somewhere in Moh Feicheng's body, he could not help but feel the heat.