Yes, she is his, she is always his!

In her 25 years of life, Dongfang Mo was her only man. Apart from him, she had never had any other man in her life.

The phone on the bedside table was still singing constantly, completely like I would never give up if I didn’t answer, as if I had to waste my time with someone.

That was Mu Ru's cell phone. Mu Ru didn't know who called her at this time, but since this person was so persistent, it seemed that it wouldn't be good not to answer.

So she tried to move her body over to grab the phone. Unfortunately, Dongfang Mo was a little faster than her. He raised his foot and kicked the bedside table. The phone could be kicked to the wall by him.

Go up.

The crisp sound of "bang" quickly came into the ears of the two people, and it was the sound of intimate contact between the mobile phone and the wall.

Mu Ru stared at the phone tightly. With the sound of "bang", the phone that had been singing had finally stopped. It must have been sacrificed directly. She instinctively stagnated in her heart. The kick just now seemed to kick her.

Same.

Seeing that Mu Ru finally calmed down and stopped resisting, Dongfang Mo immediately picked her up, walked to the bed in three or two steps, put her on the bed, and fell down as well.

The wide bed and clean bedding, the moment he fell down, his nose smelled a fragrance, and this smell was very familiar to him and hers.

Dongfang Mo's irritable heart slowly calmed down, just like a boat that had been lost and could not find its direction. In an instant, he saw the lighthouse in the darkness and finally found the direction to go home.

He took a long breath. It tasted so good, and he was willing to have it for the rest of his life.

But Mu Ru quickly turned over as he breathed, trying to get up, but was instantly pressed by Dongfang Mo's hand, so her body, which had not yet been turned up, could not move again in an instant

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Mu Ru was so angry that she couldn't help but kicking with her movable feet, trying to use the last touch of strength to make a dying struggle...

Seeing her constantly kicking and kicking her legs, Dongfang Mo's face slightly darkened. He simply stood up, grabbed her calves with his hands, pulled out the shoes on her feet, threw them away with his backhand, but it hit him not far away.

On the glass door of the wardrobe...

‘Crack’, the crisp sound of the glass door being smashed by high heels, followed by ‘Crash’, the sound of broken glass sliding down below the wardrobe, sharp and harsh.

Mu Ru only felt that the sound of the glass shattering was clearly the sound of her heart shattering, so she suddenly felt cold. I wonder if it was because the air conditioner was turned on too much, and even her heart suddenly became cold...

....

But Dongfang Mo controlled her, and his big hand should still grab her calves forever. It would be unlikely that she would even want to kick him.

So she quickly turned her head and wanted to find something to smash him, but now she couldn't find anything on the bed, and there was only a pillow in her sight...

He grabbed the pillow and smashed it hard at him. Unfortunately, he didn't even dodge, because for him, the pillow could not hurt him at all...
Chapter completed!