In her eyes, Han Zhenyu is not a strong man, nor is he a man who will hurt her.

Han Zhenyu carefully pinched her thin chin with his big palm, clamping her like a rifle, forcing her to look up.

He used a little trick on his hand, which made her red lips open slightly involuntarily.

"Let me go... Um..." Mu Yiyi wanted to lower her head in resistance, but Han Zhenyu toughly grabbed the back of her head with his other hand, and then his head suddenly swooped, and his slightly hot lips suddenly pressed on him.

Her slightly cold lips.

There was no deep kiss or passion, just a shallow mark, licking the blood she bit out bit by bit, and the stimulation of saliva made the pain on her lips worsen.

Her blood is fishy and sweet, but it has a unique taste for Han Zhenyu.

There was a "pop".

When Mu Yiyi pushed him away with force, he slapped him hard without thinking.

Han Zhenyu tilted his head slightly, raised his hand and touched his hot cheeks, staring at her and smiling coldly.

"Girl, I know, you will hate me. What I do today will definitely make you hate me. But..."

Mu Yi looked at him with tears in his eyes.

This man used to be the most beautiful and desperate dream of her entire childhood, youth, and even her entire life.

But time is ruthless, and all dreams are broken.

Everything has changed!

Han Zhenyu retracted his hand that was holding the back of her head, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with pity, but his tone was gloomy and cold, full of threats: "But, girl... I don't regret it, no matter what I did

, that's all your fault!"

"Are we? Brother Zhenyu... Where is Dad?" Mu Yiyi seemed to understand something and wiped the lower lip with the back of his hand.

"He can kiss you, but if I kiss you, will you think it's dirty?"

"I love him!"

"But I love you! You can't say that you love me and turn to love others. Have you ever thought about it for me? I finally accepted the fact that you are Lei Yufeng-woman..."

"I am not his love wife, we love each other!" Mu Yiyi retorted loudly.

"Then take back your love for him. I love you, girl, haven't you always thought so? Am I not your dream?"

"No, you don't love me!" Mu Yiyi shook his head sadly, "You don't love me at all, you just don't want to give up!"

Han Zhenyu's eyes were stained with a hint of scarlet red because of anger. He traveled thousands of miles to Lei Yufeng's territory. Apart from hatred, isn't the rest of the love for Mu Yiyi?

But she actually said that she didn't love her, so how could she not love her?

"You are not me, how do you know that I don't love you?" he growled in anger.

"Brother Zhenyu, I don't want to discuss these with you anymore. I just want to know...where is my dad waiting for me?"

"In Paris!" he replied impatiently.

"You lied to me!"

Han Zhenyu looked at her tear-stained little face and was silent for a while before saying, "He has really gone to Paris, maybe he is on the way!"

"You asked him to go to Paris, but you wanted to take me to another place. Are you trying to use him to lure Lei Yufeng away. He was in a wheelchair. If he was caught, would he run away?" Mu Yiyi looked at him.
Chapter completed!