After being slag, I counterattacked

Liang Anmo had some experience, and immediately felt something was wrong.But before she could react, the man turned over and pressed her under him.

Mu Shaojuan just looked down at her like that, his eyes were calm and deep.

Liang Anmo frowned, thinking that he was really pretending to be drunk.

"Mu Shaojuan." She spoke harshly and decided to strike first.

But Mu Shaojuan didn't react at all, instead he looked at her affectionately, then his lips lowered little by little, and he was about to grab her lips.

Liang Anmo's eyes sank, and she was about to attack him, but he missed his head and fell asleep again lying on her shoulder.

Yes, the warm breath spread to her neck one after another, which made her feel a little hot all over.

After a while, Liang Anmo woke up, and then struggled to get out from under him.

Really dead.

If he is not her "boss" now, she really wants to give him a kick.

Liang Anmo rubbed his sore shoulders while turning his head to look.I saw half of his handsome face sinking into the sofa, sleeping extremely peacefully.

Shouldn't someone like him be vigilant all the time?How can you be so defenseless?
Thinking this way in his heart, his eyes swept over the piles of luxury goods all over the floor.

Thinking that he probably wouldn't do such a low-grade thing as going back, I helped him temporarily pack it into the cloakroom.

As for the dress on her body, after she changed back to her own clothes, she decided to dry clean it before returning it.

Mu Shaojuan hadn't woken up when he went out, and under the premise of ensuring his safety, Liang Anmo felt that he had done his best.

Otherwise, should she be a woman to wait for him to undress?
She can't do it, and she doesn't want to do it...

It was late at night, and she drove back to Linjiang.

Opening the door, the whole room was silent. Mother had obviously fallen asleep and did not wait for her today.

Liang Anmo also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and went back to his room to take a shower.

Although I was very tired, I swiped my phone for a while.

That woman Su Jinhe is very high-profile now, and she posts many Moments a day, from the sunshine she saw after waking up in the morning, to the food and scenery for three meals a day, etc., she almost dominates her screen.

However, Liang Anmo could feel that her joy and happiness came from these pictures and short videos, and she was really happy for her.

I clicked a circle of likes and commented a few by the way.

A message popped up on WeChat, and Su Jinhe asked, "Are you still asleep?"

"Aren't you asleep?" Liang Anmo asked back.

As a result, someone directly threw her a small video of the bonfire party. Jiang Xichen, who has always been arrogant and cold, also wore the costumes of ethnic minorities, and even exaggeratedly wore a garland on his head.

Although his brows were still frowning, it was not difficult to see that his indulgence and love for Su Jinhe had broken his bottom line.

"Oh, I accidentally ate dog food again." Liang Anmo continued to tease.

Su Jinhe sent a complacent emoji with his hands on his hips.

Liang Anmo secretly sighed, this woman has gotten carried away.

Su Jinhe just found out that she was lent to Mu Shaojun, so she asked her if she was tired?Whether it fits or not.

It seemed that Jiang Xichen was still a little angry that Jiang Xichen had made his own decisions, as if she would ask her to come back if she said anything bad.

"It's fine." To reassure her, Liang Anmo assured her again and again.

After the two chatted for a few words, Su Jinhe lost his voice.

Liang Anmo could have foreseen that Jiang Xichen's jealous jar must have been overturned again.

He is extremely possessive, as long as Su Jinhe is with him, he must focus on him wholeheartedly.

Liang Anmo understands this.

After turning off the phone, she slowly closed her eyes.

A night without dreams.

When she opened her eyes, the sky outside was already bright, which was actually very rare for her.

Because she slept well and was full of energy, her mother had already prepared breakfast when she went out.

"An Mo." Mother Liang called her, and then asked, "Shall we eat at home today?"

Liang Anmo nodded.

Liang's mother hurriedly served her porridge, and added a steamed bun for her, saying: "It was steamed, I remember you like mutton stuffing the most, try it."

"Okay." Liang Anmo responded.

Facing his mother's overtures, Liang Anmo's reaction was always flat, but he took a bite out of face.

The fermented noodles are very soft, mixed with the fragrance of mutton, Liang's mother's cooking skills are still good.

Mother Liang saw that she was eating deliciously, but felt guilty in her heart.

The conditions at home have never been good, and meat is rarely seen all year round, not to mention that mutton is more expensive than pork and beef.

Liang Anmo was malnourished since she was a child, so even though she knew she loved to eat, the number of times she has cooked it in the past 20 years can be counted on the fingers.

What's more, sometimes I do it on a whim, and when my husband is in a bad mood, he will be kicked over, and he will yell at his daughter for losing money, and want to eat well without making money.

Hey, thinking about these dirty things, Liang's mother felt even more guilty.

Liang Anmo is also full of thoughts, but she has long learned to hide, her surface is calm, and she will not show it on her face at all.

After eating a mutton bun and drinking a bowl of porridge, Liang Anmo went to report to Mu Shaojun.

He's obviously just woken up too, and although he's had a shower, he's not in the best spirits because of a hangover and a headache.

The Liang Anmo in front of him was different. He got enough sleep, his stomach was full, and he looked pretty good.

Regarding the matter of being thrown on the sofa by her, although Mu Shaojuan was dissatisfied, he didn't ask the teacher to ask him to blame.

The main reason is that there is no reason, and there is no point in talking about it, so let her prepare clothes for herself.

After tidying up, the two went downstairs and went out the door one after the other.

The doorman drove the car over, Mu Shaojuan got into the passenger driver directly, and Liang Anmo had no choice but to take the key.

After she opened the car door, she was about to get in when a loud voice came from behind her: "Liang Anmo."

She subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw Father Liang was stabbing at her with a knife in his hand.

Of course, before he could get close, he was stopped by Mu Shaojun's bodyguards.

He didn't know where it came from, but it seemed to be there anytime, anywhere, all the time.

And unlike Liang's father who only used brute force, he was agile and easily subdued Liang's father, pressing firmly on the Roman pillar at the door.

Father Liang's face was squeezed and deformed, but he looked even more angry, yelling and cursing: "Liang Anmo, tell him to let me go, and see if I don't kill you."

The rough words in his mouth made even Mu Shaojuan frowned, but Liang Anmo's face was numb.

Seeing that it was useless, Liang's father cursed even worse: "Little bitch, don't let him let me go."

The bodyguard couldn't bear to hear this name, so he folded his arm even harder.

Father Liang bared his teeth in pain, and said angrily, "I am Liang Anmo's father."

"Miss Liang?" the bodyguard asked.

"I don't know him." Liang Anmo said.