32: C32 Who Am I

C32 Who Am I

Yung Mo carried Muh Jingyan out of the Eighth Layer of Heaven and carried her to the front passenger seat before returning to his seat in the driver's seat.

"Mumu!"

Yung Mo stared at Muh Jingyan's face and called out with affection and love.

Along the way, This little girl kept fanning the flames on his body, provoking him until his entire body was clamoring.

That pair of deep and dark black eyes carried a scorching light as it firmly stared at Muh Jingyan.

"Yung Mo!"

With a bit of drunkenness, Muh Jingyan's bright red face was full of delicate colors and her clear eyes were somewhat misty.

Her entire body was soft and filled with a seductive look. The combination of angel and fairy was enough to make all men go crazy.

Yung Mo could not resist Muh Jingyan at all. He could only bow his head and call her that!

"Mumu, who am I?"

Yung Mo narrowed his dark eyes. His hoarse voice was full of bewitching and love.

"Yung Mo!"

Muh Jingyan and Ye Chuxia drank a few glasses. Their alcohol tolerance was originally so little. At this moment, they felt dizzy and uncomfortable. She answered whatever Yung Mo asked.

"No, that's not right. Who is Mumu to you?"

Yung Mo clenched his hand, and the light in his black eyes became hotter and hotter as he stared at Muh Jingyan.

He saw that Muh Jingyan was still sitting there in a daze, as if she was a little uncomfortable from drinking. One hand was pressing on her temple, rubbing it gently, and her brows were knitted tightly. She did not notice what Yung Mo looked like at this moment.

"Mumu, tell me quickly. Who am I to you? If you don't tell me, I will. . . !" Yung Mo leaned over to Muh Jingyan's ear and whispered into her ear.

Muh Jingyan was a little dizzy and her reaction was slow. She was scared by Yung Mo's words and immediately shivered. She shook her head and immediately became clear-headed. Her blushing face and neck looked very cute in Yung Mo's eyes.

"Hubby, you are my husband!"

Yung Mo smiled when he heard the voice he wanted to hear. His delicate and handsome face had a satisfied smile.

"Good girl, Mumu. You have to call me that from now on. Got it? Come, call me again! "

Yung Mo coaxed her in a low voice. The corners of his eyes and the tip of his brows were so doting that they looked like they were about to drip water.

Muh Jingyan looked at Yung Mo seriously. She could also see that the flame in his eyes was desperately suppressing it.

His deep eyes were dyed with the fiery light. Under the light, Muh Jingyan was intoxicated by it. When they looked at each other, Muh Jingyan could clearly feel the intense beating of her heart.

It was a feeling that had never appeared before. It was as if there was a strange electric current flowing through her body, carrying a bit of fear.

"Hubby!" The clear and cold voice carried a bit of softness, completely lacking the usual coldness and intimidation during the day. At this moment, she was just like a tender and seductive person.

This "husband" also completely shattered the strong suppressive force in Yung Mo's heart. He bent over and kissed Muh Jingyan.

How could Muh Jingyan withstand Yung Mo's deep affection? In a moment, she turned into a pool of water, and only the sound of the car getting off could be heard.

"No. . . Don't go outside!"

"Be good, no one can see it!"

When the car started, it was already an hour later.1

Yung Mo got up with a satisfied face and gently covered Muh Jingyan with his suit jacket. He looked at her sweet sleeping face and felt satisfied in his heart.

There was a faint light in his pampering deep eyes. He looked at his wife so closely, as if he wanted to engrave her into his life.

In the past, he never dared to think that he would have love in his life, and he would also meet such a woman that filled his empty heart.

He only felt that all of the things he had experienced in the past were for the sake of welcoming his reunion with her. He was extremely glad that he firmly grabbed her hand, allowing his lonely and lonely heart to be poured into a new spring!

The capital at night was filled with the hustle and bustle that did not exist in the day, causing the imperial capital to be filled with the expression of a demonic ruler.

It was already very late when they returned home. After helping Muh Jingyan take a shower and carry her to bed, the phone in his pocket rang.

When he saw the phone on the display, his deep, dark eyes carried a hint of coldness and coldness.

He walked out of the room and gently closed the door. Then, he couldn't help but pick up the phone. He said coldly, "What is it?"

Yung Mo said straightforwardly, because he was too lazy to say anything to that person. His face was gloomy and cold.

"Let's go home tomorrow night and discuss the date of the engagement with Miss Hee!" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other side of the phone, with a commanding tone.

"I will not go back tomorrow night. As for the engagement, I am not interested. You must like to book it with Miss Hee yourself!"

Yung Mo's gloomy face became colder and colder. His murderous eyes revealed a ruthless light, and his entire body emitted an oppressive cold aura.

"Bastard! What kind of attitude is this? You have to go home tomorrow. If you don't come back, I will break your legs!" The voice on the other end of the phone was filled with dense rage and hatred as it spoke.

Yung Mo chuckled lightly. His deep and gloomy eyes were dyed with a dense sneer and disdain as he said, "My attitude is like this. I won't go back to that home. If you want to get engaged, go find someone else. That's all!"

After hanging up the phone, Yung Mo's mood became worse and worse. His deep and dark eyes were filled with coldness and sadness.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. He took a deep breath and blew out his eyes. Smoke rose from his eyes, misty his lonely eyes, and looked at the bright night sky outside the window.

After a long while, Yung Mo put out the cigarette butt in his hand and rushed into the bathroom to take a shower.

He returned to the bed and held Muh Jingyan tightly in his arms, as if he had used up all his strength. Only then could he feel that his empty heart was filled.

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