President please let go

Chapter 2 chapter3 Night Ghost

After closing the gorgeous door, Mo Yang pushed hard, and a dark breath came over his face.

His heart trembled slightly, his gray-green eyes looked at the pitch blackness, and suddenly, little yellowish halos came into his eyes.

The moment the door was pushed open, Xi Ze, who was lazily lying on the sofa in the corner, opened his eyes, and his deep eyes as black as obsidian were fixed on the enchanting figure not far away.

The deep eyes fell from the top of Moyang's head, and the charming smile came to the corner of his lips quietly, Xi Ze smiled.

The scorching heat fell on Mo Yang's skin, and she shrank her shoulders, such unscrupulous sizing made her feel uncomfortable.

The light was dim, and Mo Yang struggled to move forward in order to see his appearance clearly.

The long legs turned up, and the gold-plated wine glass was slightly squeezed with the fingertips. A faint interest crossed the corners of the lips, and Xi Ze turned his head, allowing his aggressive eyes to burn Mo Yang's delicate perception.

The beautiful gray-green eyes exude a soul-stirring charm, and the two plump lips are slightly parted, revealing a unique sex appeal.

Xi Ze lightly raised his fingertips unhurriedly, and the bodyguards waiting in the dark retreated quickly and closed the door heavily.

The tall and stalwart body gracefully stood up from the sofa and approached Mo Yang step by step.

As the distance drew closer, an increasingly clear face appeared before Mo Yang's eyes, and her bare hands slightly raised to caress her snow-white plump chest.

She shook her head lightly, her red lips trembled, and inexplicable complex emotions surged in her heart.

It was him, that lonely figure that flashed in her childhood memory, that person who appeared in her life only for a moment, but made her unforgettable for eight years...

His appearance changed, the edges and corners of his face became more distinct, and his features became more profound.

Only those black eyes, just like eight years ago, exuded endless chill and coldness, exuding the alienation and vigilance that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The cold warning echoed in my ears again: "Bury the body quickly, without leaving a trace."

Due to the height difference, Mo Yang had to lift his chin and look up at the tall Xi Ze.

With flying sword eyebrows slanted, Xi Ze squinted his black eyes, looking seriously at Mo Yang's exquisite and coquettish beauty.

The plundering light shining in the black eyes shook Mo Yang's heart, and she could feel the bone-chilling chill, "You..."

A broad and powerful palm suddenly raised, and suddenly clasped her slender jaw, and a deep voice escaped from between her teeth: "What do you want to say?"

The fingertips placed beside her were clenched tightly, and Mo Yang couldn't see clearly the cloudiness in Xi Ze's eyes, let alone guess his emotions.

The slender and cold fingertips left Mo Yang's chin and slowly slid along the curve of her graceful face. Xie Ze bent slightly and approached her, staring intently at her flustered expression.

"You are..." The fiery red lips parted slightly, uttering a messy sound.

"Your memory is very good." The smile on his lips deepened a bit, Xi Ze knew that Mo Yang had not forgotten himself.

Under the gaze of those fiery and sharp eyes, Mo Yang was a little flustered, even a little bit at a loss, and even started to breathe a little.

Xi Ze, like Luo Wentian, is a very aggressive man with the ferocity of a beast.

The strength on the jaw changed from strong to weak, Xi Ze let go of Mo Yang, turned around, and strode back to the corner, "Since we met, you can go."

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