272. If you don’t give me your heart, give me someone (4)
She was used to being threatened by him, so her lips moved but she couldn't make a sound. She was scared!
"Continue!" Seeing that she was silent and silent, his cold eyes had quietly narrowed, as if he had murderous intent.
"I……"
Lei Yufeng shook his head and interrupted her: "Forget it, Yiyi, if you want to lie, you might as well shut up!"
He stood up and walked to her.[
Mu Yiyi's heart couldn't stop beating wildly, like a rabbit scurrying around in her heart.
Lei Yufeng stretched out his hand, pinched her chin cruelly, and asked: "Have you washed it?"
Her face turned pale slightly, and under his stern gaze, she licked her dry lips and looked at him in fear.
"I asked you, have you washed yourself?" He yelled suddenly, and clamped his hand tightly on her jaw, as if he wanted to crush her jaw completely.
"Yu Feng..." Mu Yiyi had just shouted, but suddenly thought of something, and endured the pain and shouted again, "Feng, please speak nicely, okay?"
Her voice was trembling, with a pleading tone.
Lei Yufeng's eyes began to darken, he lowered his head, stuck out his tongue, gently licked her mouth, and moved away.
He carefully looked at the little face in front of him, how pitiful it was, but yet it was fascinating in every aspect.
"What a beautiful face! Mu Yiyi, how come you have the face of an angel but the heart of a fairy? How dare you do those messy things behind my back? Who do you think you are?"
Mu Yiyi seemed to understand the meaning of his words, and seemed to understand where the man's anger came from.
She looked back at the door to the room that was not closed, and tried her best to say to him in a consultative tone: "If there is anything, let's talk about it when we go back, okay? If I'm wrong, please go back and punish me again, okay?"
"What? Are you afraid? Are you feeling guilty? You have nothing to worry about. What is there to be afraid of?"
"This is my home, please respect me, okay?" She didn't want to quarrel with him. She could have gone back to the hospital before lunch.
But maybe she was too tired, so she actually took a nap in the private room.
When she woke up, Han Zhenyu was sitting opposite her. They had done nothing. Why should he cruelly humiliate her because of his anger.
"Does a mistress who only betrays herself for profit need to be respected?" Lei Yufeng asked disdainfully.
"I don't want to argue with you!"
One of them deliberately lowered his voice, but the other was brazenly afraid that the people downstairs wouldn't hear.
"Mu Yiyi, how long have you been taking this bath? It's so dirty, how do you clean it? How do you clean those disgusting things that Han Zhenyu left in your body?" [
Lei Yufeng roared violently, remembering Han Zhenyu's words that as long as he hooked his little finger, Mu Yiyi would come to his arms, and his anger was like a burning flame that was out of control.
He grabbed her shoulders fiercely, lifted her up, and threw her onto the bed.
Mu Yiyi's soft body hit the mattress hard. The mattress was soft, but it still made her dizzy.
She was panting heavily, but Lei Yufeng pressed up and choked her throat, saying viciously: "Mu Yiyi, how long have you been with him? You are finally captured by the future brother-in-law you have been dreaming about.
It’s so cool, isn’t it? You probably forgot that your man is still lying in the hospital, and if you do this as a mistress, you really deserve to die!”