Deep fall

As soon as the words fell, she immediately felt a tightness around her waist.

Shen Lifu stared at him in pain: "Why do you care about me?"

"Just because I'm your husband!" Sir Moxie's resolute handsome face tensed up, he clasped her waist and hugged her into his arms, staring closely into her eyes, with a domineering and low tone.

"We're already divorced!" Shen Lifu struggled subconsciously and retorted coldly.

"I haven't agreed yet!" Sir Moxie tightened his arms more and more, but the anger burst out from the bottom of his deep eyes: "As long as I don't sign the divorce agreement for a day, you are me, Sir Moxie." wife!"

"You!" Shen Lifu's expression froze, her almond eyes glared at him.

Mo Xijue ordered the driver who was driving directly ahead: "Don't go to Temple Street, drive back to the villa in the middle of the mountain!"

"Yes!" The driver's voice respected the tablet.

"Mr. Moxi, you..." Shen Lifu was suddenly very angry, and angrily reprimanded: "Despotism!"

"That's right, I am autocratic!" Jue Moxi slightly raised his haughty chin, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to be angry or jealous, extremely complicated: "Shen Lifu, you'd better reflect on how to treat me. Lord Mercy's wife."

"My old lady, I don't want to do it for a long time!" Shen Lifu curled her lips in disdain, turned her face away, and shouted angrily.

"I'm afraid it's not up to you!" Sir Moxie's deep eyes contained a trace of incomprehensible emotion, and his hoarse voice raised dangerously.

Shen Lifu's expression was astonished, and her eyes widened involuntarily: "What do you mean? Don't you want to divorce me even in your dreams?"

"..." Jue Moxi pursed his lips and remained silent, and more indelible depth poured out of his dark pupils.

"Sir Moxi, I'm asking you something!" Shen Lifu frowned, punched him, and raised her voice impatiently.

Unexpectedly, Lord Moxi suddenly leaned over and touched her red lips.

"Hmm..." Shen Lifu was caught off guard, and reflexively stretched out her hand against his chest, but couldn't push him away.

Lord Moxie's kiss was unusually domineering, driving straight in, plundering the fragrance and sweetness in her mouth.

Shen Lifu was kissed so that her mind was blank, her breathing was stagnant, and she almost couldn't breathe.

Sir Mercy's thin lips entangled her deeply almost violently, and he let her go after a long while.

"Who do you think I am, Sir Moxi? If you want it, you don't want it?" He pressed his forehead against hers, two flames rose from his dark eyes, and the fire in his heart became more intense, and they were already separated. Not sure if it was anger or lust.

Shen Lifu panted heavily, fluttering her long eyelashes, and it took a while before she calmed down.

"If you don't divorce me, the woman you love will never be righted, and your son will become an illegitimate child!" She rolled her eyes, and the corner of her mouth suddenly curled up in a mocking voice, reminding her in a cold voice.

There was a dark light between the brows of Lord Moxie, and he turned a deaf ear to her sarcasm, but tightened his hands and hugged her even tighter.

"Jiang Yufei is not pregnant!" His noble and handsome face showed no expression, and suddenly he said in a low voice.

Shen Lifu was stunned, and shouted in disbelief: "What? She actually blew her beard?"

Mo Xijue was still as stable as Mount Tai, his pitch-black pupils were as deep as a deep black pool, and a gleam of light flashed across.

"But..." Shen Lifu pursed her red lips slightly, Shen Ling paused for a moment, then suddenly raised her head: "Why are you so sure that she is not pregnant with your child?"

"..."

He never touched her at all, how could she be pregnant?
Half an hour later, the luxury car stopped in front of the Banshan villa.

The housekeeper Mrs. Zhou led her servants out to greet her.

"Young master!" She greeted respectfully, and when she saw Lord Moxi leading Shen Lifu out together, she couldn't help being startled.

But she quickly realized that she still called her in a low voice: "Young Mistress!"

Shen Lifu looked at the butler's surprised expression, and knew that she did not expect that Sir Moxie would bring her back with him.

Although this half-mountain villa is their wedding room, since they got married, they have lived here together for very little time. Most of the time, Shen Lifu stayed alone in the vacant room.

"It suddenly occurred to me that my dad still has something to do with me, and I want to go back to Yi's house." Shen Lifu made excuses to escape.

Unexpectedly, Lord Mercy never gave her a chance at all.

He held her shoulders directly and walked towards the gate of the villa without any explanation.

"I have to go back tomorrow, it's too late today!" He said in a low voice, with an uncompromising tone.

They had just entered the villa when Shen Lifu's cell phone rang again.

"Hello, Ah Qiang!" She immediately answered in front of Sir Moxie.

"Liv, why haven't you arrived yet?" Zhao Junqiang's urging voice came from the phone.

Before Shen Lifu could answer, the mobile phone had already been snatched by Mo Xijue.

"She won't be going tonight!" Moxi Juejun's face was tired and indifferent, he lifted his thin lips, and directly refused for her.

Zhao Junqiang was taken aback for a moment, a little surprised that a man's voice came from Shen Lifu's cell phone, then he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Her husband!" Jue Moxi replied domineeringly, and hung up the phone without hesitation.

"Mr. Mo Xi, what right do you have to make decisions for me?" Shen Lifu was immediately annoyed by him, and reached out to grab the phone: "Give me back the phone!"

"Unless you promise me, I will never associate with this Zhao Junqiang in the future!" Mo Xijue's eyes were dark, and he deliberately held her mobile phone high, deliberately not letting her reach it, and his tone was full of strong control and possession .

"It's impossible!" Shen Lifu refused without hesitation.

"Why is it impossible? You just can't let go of this kid?" Jue Moxi couldn't help but look down, with an unknown emotion surging in his eyes.

Shen Lifu looked directly at him, parted her red lips and asked, "I want you and Jiang Yufei to have no contact with each other from now on, do you agree?"

"..." Jue Moxi's expression froze, and he didn't reply for a while.

Shen Lifu snorted coldly with disdain in her heart, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of her mouth, and retorted: "Since you can't do it yourself, why ask me?"

"..." Lord Moxi was stunned again, blocked by her words.

Shen Lifu sneered lightly, took a deep look at him, and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Lord Mercy's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"None of your business!" Shen Lifu continued to walk forward with a cold expression.

"You don't want your phone anymore?" Jue Moxi lowered his voice with a dark fire buried in his eyes, reminding him slowly and restrainedly.

"You like to take other people's mobile phones so much, I'll give it to you!" Shen Lifu raised her eyebrows and hummed disapprovingly.

Anyway, her phone has a password, so he can't open it!

She had just arrived at the gate of the villa, and before she had time to go out, her waist tightened suddenly, and Lord Moxi had already stepped forward a few steps and carried her on his shoulders.