"Who are you?" The woman was Yang Liumei. She got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and saw the lights on the second floor. She couldn't help but be scared. Because she was angry that Mo Zhitao wouldn't take her out to play at night, she deliberately bolted the door inside. Even if Mo Zhitao used the key, she wouldn't be able to open the door and go home.

So, when Yang Liumei saw the lights on the second floor, she was shocked and scared, so she ran to the kitchen to take out a sharp kitchen knife. If she really saw the criminal, she would use the kitchen knife to deal with the criminal.

However, Yang Liumei thought it would not be a gangster. After all, she had already bolted the door inside. Even if Mo Zhitao had the key, she could not come in. She still deliberately opened her cell phone. If Mo Zhitao came back and couldn't open the door, she would still call her cell phone.

But Mo Zhitao has not called her cell phone, which means Mo Zhitao has not come back. And they live on the 18th floor, and it is impossible for a thief to climb up, which only means there is a ghost.

When Yang Liumei thought of a ghost, her feet were trembling. She was afraid of ghosts, but if she didn't check it clearly, how could she dare to live here in the future? It's midnight now, where can she find Mo Zhitao?

Finally, Yang Liumei came over with a kitchen knife. She wanted to see what was inside. With the kitchen knife in her hand, she should not be afraid of anything. Yang Liumei secretly comforted herself in her heart.

Yang Liumei pushed the bathroom door hard and found that there was no bolt inside. She rushed in immediately. When Yang Liumei saw Mo Zhitao who was red all over, she couldn't help but scream.

"Yang Liu Mei." Mo Zhitao immediately stood up when he heard the sound. The water flowed down from his body, revealing his toned muscles and the underworld. Mo Zhitao felt his head getting dizzy, and he found that he wanted to do that kind of thing very much.

When he saw Yang Liumei, he couldn't help but remember the scene when he touched Yang Liumei that day. Now Yang Liumei was wearing thin pajamas, and her chest was not bound by a small cover, and her soft and erect and swaying. Her pretty appearance, slender waist, and slender legs all stimulated Mo Zhitao's nerves.

"Ah, Mo Zhitao, you hooligan." Yang Liumei thought it was a ghost, so no one was so red. When she heard Mo Zhitao's voice, she recognized the red person as Mo Zhitao.

Yang Liumei was angry, "Mo Zhitao, you hooligan, why don't you wear clothes when you take a shower?"

Mo Zhitao was still a little sensible just now. When Yang Liumei appeared, his only remaining sensible was covered by the burning heat in his body. What he was thinking now was that he wanted a woman and he wanted to vent hard.

Mo Zhitao didn't say anything. He walked out of the bathtub and then walked towards Yang Liumei. His red eyes were shining with hot light, as if he was about to swallow her.

"Ah, Mo Zhitao, what do you want?" Yang Liumei saw Mo Zhitao walking towards her, and she was afraid to retreat. Mo Zhitao's whole body was naked and very "ugly".

Although Yang Liumei had seen Mo Zhitao's body before, when she saw it again, her heart was still beating faster. She felt her face red. "Don't come over, come over again, I will chop you with a kitchen knife. My kitchen knife is very sharp, and I will cut off pig bones tonight." The kitchen knife in Yang Liumei's hand drew a circle in the air, and the snow-white blade was shining by the light, which was in gloomy danger.

Mo Zhitao could not hear Yang Liumei's words, but he still walked towards Yang Liumei. The terrifying gun that Dongru was about to shoot was very terrible.

"You, come here again, I will cut you down and make you the last eunuch of the year." Yang Liumei pointed at Mo Zhitao's terrifying east with a kitchen knife, and her voice was trembling.

Although she usually chopped a lot of meat with this kitchen knife, she really didn't dare to attack if she asked her to cut Mo Zhitao's Moudong directly. But Mo Zhitao got closer and closer to her. If she didn't do it, he would do that kind of thing to her.

But she asked her to chop Mo Zhitao with a kitchen knife, but she felt reluctant in her heart. Although Yang Liumei said on the surface that she wanted to treat Mo Zhitao, she had a little woman's secret in her heart.

Mo Zhitao is young, handsome and rich. Although he is sometimes a little rogue, this kind of man is a poison for women. She seems to be poisoned, and she seems to fall in love with Mo Zhitao a little bit. However, because Mo Zhitao has a girlfriend Yu Meijing, Yu Meijing is nice to her, so she has never dared to show anything to Mo Zhitao.

Even if Mo Zhitao wants to take advantage of her, she always looks fierce to Mo Zhitao. When his brother called Mo Zhitao as his brother-in-law today, she felt that the world was full of happiness, and she was floating in her whole body.

However, Yang Liumei knew that it was impossible. She was just a working girl. Yu Meijing was a leader and beautiful. How could Mo Zhitao look down on him? Men all have that kind of bad virtue. He didn't like him because he wanted to do that kind of thing.

So, when Yang Liumei saw Mo Zhitao pushing towards her, she was reluctant to chop Mo Zhitao with a kitchen knife, so she had to turn around and run outside. She wanted to go back to her room to lock the door so that she would be safe.

When Yang Liumei had just run outside, Mo Zhitao floated out like a ghost. He hugged her Liu's waist, and the heat all over her body made Yang Liumei scream.

"Mo Zhitao, you hooligan, let me go, otherwise I will hate you all my life. You can't treat me like this. If you have a girlfriend, you won't fall in love with me." Yang Liumei shouted helplessly.

Due to Yang Liumei's excitement, her hands kept waving. Without paying attention, the kitchen knife in her hand slashed towards Mo Zhitao's waist.

"Bang," Yang Liumei felt the kitchen knife in her hand hit Mo Zhitao. She was so scared that she hurriedly threw the kitchen knife to the ground

"Clang," the kitchen knife fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. "Mo Zhitao, are you okay?" Yang Liumei shouted in fear. She knew that the sharpness of the kitchen knife could be cut off even if it was a bone, let alone Mo Zhitao's flesh and blood body.

Mo Zhitao hugged Yang Liumei tightly and walked towards his room. The knife just now did not leave any scars on his body, let alone would kill Mo Zhitao.

"No, you can't treat me like this. I haven't thought about it yet. You can't do that with me." Yang Liumei begged Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao, who was hot all over, was now like a terrible beast. He held Yang Liumei with one hand and wandered on her body with the other. When his big hand stroked Yang Liumei's pink buttocks, he pinched it hard.

"Ah" Yang Liumei screamed again. She felt that she was afraid, and there seemed to be a sense of expectation, and this expectation slowly permeated her heart. She didn't like handsome guys like Mo Zhitao who were rich and became vice president. It was fake. But so what? He did not belong to her in the end, he was just a passerby in her life.

Yang Liumei was thrown on the bed. She wanted to escape, but Mo Zhitao pounced on her again and pressed her tightly. Finally, her clothes were torn and thrown on the ground by Mo Zhitao.

Yang Liumei was powerless to resist. Mo Zhitao was very strong. Looking at the man she liked in her heart, she had to close her eyes and pass by. It is rare to like a man, and it has never happened tomorrow.

As Yang Liumei thought this way, she felt a pain in her body and she couldn't help but scream. She knew that she had transformed from a girl into a woman, and all this was the hateful Mo Zhitaoyu.

By the way, I wonder if he still bleeded when he cut him just now? Yang Liumei turned her head worriedly and looked at Mo Zhitao's waist, but his body was red, and she didn't know if it was blood.

He should be fine, right? He is as strong as a cow now. Yang Liumei thought in her heart. "Ah, I feel pain, please wait." Yang Liumei bared her teeth and shouted.

But Mo Zhitao didn't seem to hear her, so he continued to rudely treat her. Soon, Yang Liumei didn't know whether it was painful or comfortable, so she started moaning softly.

"Ah" With Mo Zhitao's low roar, he finally liberated all the scorching heat in his body. Finally, he pressed on Yang Liumei and woke her up.

"You, are you finally able to do it?" Yang Liumei breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know how long she had been tortured by Mo Zhitao. She just felt that she was dizzy and awake, and she woke up and fainted. Even if she had reached the peak many times, she really couldn't stand it.

Hearing Yang Liumei's voice, Mo Zhitao suddenly woke up. He looked at Yang Liumei's beautiful body and the bright red on the bed sheets. He knew that he had done that kind of thing to Yang Liumei last night.

"Liu Mei, I drank last night and got drunk, I'm sorry." Mo Zhitao said embarrassedly. In this situation, he can only say that he was drunk. Can it be said that he was drunk after he broke through Level 4 in practice and vented his yang energy?

Alas, if he had known that he had to vent his Yin-Yang Techniques that had broken through level 3 or above, he would have to vent his anger, he would have gone to Zhai Liuli's place last night. He had made a breakthrough at that time and stayed on the scene for so long. When he returned home and took a shower and practiced his skills, there was nothing unusual.

But unexpectedly, this attack was a little late, which made Yang Liumei, and he didn't know how to face her. If Yu Meijing was at home last night, this tragedy might not have happened.

"Hmph, Mo Zhitao, you bad guy, you killed me, you come down soon, Oh, it hurts me to death." Yang Liumei shouted in pain.

"What's wrong with you? Let me help you see." Mo Zhitao was also very worried when he saw Yang Liumei's appearance. After all, Yang Liumei was his woman, and he had to take this responsibility.

"Don't you help me see, I'm not sick, it's you who made me like this last night." Yang Liumei cursed Mo Zhitao with a red face. She had a very painful experience when she experienced the first time, but he still tortured her desperately. How could she not be in pain? She probably won't get up in bed these two days.

Mo Zhitao understood that Yang Liumei was in pain. "Don't worry, I'll help you with treatment, the effect is very good."

After saying that, Mo Zhitao ignored Yang Liumei's rejection, he tapped acupoints on her body a few times, and then gently took care of her with her true energy. In a while, the redness and swelling there were eliminated a lot.

"How do you feel?" Mo Zhitao smiled and took his hand back to ask Yang Liumei.
Chapter completed!