After taking the cub of the rival in love

Jiang Shuwang was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

seven seconds? !He actually said he was a seven-second man! ! !

The veins on Jiang Shuwang's forehead were all bulging. He shook off Mu Shi's hand and tried to grab his collar, but Mu Shi dodged sideways.

"Second Young Master Jiang." Mu Shi took two steps back, with a slight smile on his lips, and looked at Jiang Shuwang calmly, "I forgot to tell you that not only do I have a virus, but it is also highly toxic and can infect people. I said you, you should go to the hospital for a checkup as soon as possible, and treat it if you are sick... By the way, don’t worry about your seven seconds, I won’t tell others, but this kind of disease still needs to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise In the future, if the inheritance of the family fails, it will be over."

Virus...infection...seven seconds...seven seconds...seven seconds...

Jiang Shuhuang's face turned green with anger, he gritted his teeth and wished he could kill the man who was smiling and pretending to be sincere in front of him.

"...Jiang Shuwang, what are you doing!"

Suddenly being thrown in front of the tree trunk, Mu Shi frowned, and as soon as he finished speaking, one hand pinched his chin with such force that Mu Shi gritted his teeth in pain.

Jiang Shu sneered, and held his wrist with the other hand: "I'll let you see if it's seven seconds!"

Mu Shi realized that this man's strength was really great, his jaw seemed to be crushed by him, and his hand couldn't be freed. He wanted to break Jiang Shuwang's hand with the hand that was not held, but Pressed by the body that came close to him suddenly, even one of his legs was forcibly squeezed into his own.

Mu Shi is a bit square.

The scorching breath was entangled in the extremely close distance between the two of them. With a cold face, Jiang Shu finally let go of the hand pinching his chin, violently tore off the tie around his neck, and pulled Mu Shi's hand out Bend his elbow and tucked it in his arm, he pulled out his other hand and wrapped the tie around it.

"Hey! Second Young Master Jiang! Speak up if you have something to say!" Mu Shi was shackled so tightly that he couldn't move.

Jiang Shuwang didn't want to have a good talk with him. He lowered his head and seriously wrapped his tie, and after wrapping one hand, he changed another hand to wrap it.

After tightly tying Mu Shi's hand, Jiang Shu looked up at him, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Seven seconds, right? Then you have to count and see how many seven seconds there are!"

Jiang Shuwan's hand slid down from the tight body of the two, as if he wanted to take off his pants, but at this moment, Mu Shi wondered if he bit his carotid artery, would he get splashed all over his face? Blood.

"Second Young Master Jiang? Second Young Master Jiang?" Not far away came the call of Jiang Shu's female companion, and the footsteps were getting closer, "It's strange... I heard they said they were coming this way..."

Jiang Shu's hand that slipped onto his lower abdomen paused for a moment, looked at Mu Shi unwillingly, let go of his hand and took a step back.

The physical suppression disappeared, and Mu Shi was relieved. There were some wrinkles on his suit. Mu Shi frowned and looked at the tied hands. The tie was tied tightly. He tried to pull it, but it didn't.

Mu Shi raised his head and found that Jiang Shuwang actually wanted to leave just like that.

"Hey! You fucking untie it for me!"

Jiang Shuwang turned his head to look at him, hesitated for a moment, and obediently walked over to untie his tie. The knot he tied was a bit tight, and even if it was a bit of a struggle for him to untie it, Jiang Shuwang untied it with his hands. He whispered unwillingly: "Mu Shi, this matter is not over yet."

"I'm not done with you!" Mu Shi cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Shuwang, and after the tie was opened, he lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves to look at his wrist.

Very good, both wrists are red and swollen, and they are hot and painful when touched lightly.

Mu Shi regretted not leaving a mark on his neck before.